Mighty Fine View

In the early nineties I worked in the family business, and we had the traditional Christmas works night out, usually the Saturday after we broke on the Friday for a couple of weeks of R&R. This would have been 1992 and the usual attendees with partners came to around sixteen. Same restaurant every year and to be honest I couldn’t be arsed with the usual blah blah, although it was a freebie I suppose. Sara and I always made the effort to dress up smart, especially being under the eyes of the condescending gaze of the other family members, who at times where not all that embracing of us.

So, lets rewind to the early part of the evening before we went out. I was first out the traps, showered dressed and if I say so looking quite dapper. Sara then headed through to the bedroom via the shower and proceed to get ready. I was chilling in the lounge however I was beginning to wonder why she was taking so long to get ready, So I ventured through to the hall heading for our bedroom to see what the hold-up was. Approaching our bedroom the door of which was a little over half shut. I decided with my voyeuristic tendancies to the fore, to try and see if I could get a glimpse of a bit tit or something else to give me a cheap thrill. So, I very quietly peered through the crack between the door and surround, to see her standing in front of the mirror finishing off her make up. I saw way more than I expected in my wildest dreams and to be honest couldn’t believe this was my wife. Sara looked stunning and is wearing a crotch fastening, deep plunge black lace basque, from which hangs four black suspenders holding up fully fashioned Cuban heeled black seamed stockings. Wow she looked outstanding I needed to jack off and NOW. I quickly tiptoed to the bathroom and grabbed two pairs of  her soiled knickers from the hamper. Returned to my position at the door crack, dropped my trousers/underwear and started to masturbate hard and fast. I had a pair of her knickers wrapped around my cock and taking deep sniffs of the other pair in my left hand. I was drunk with the sight of her and the smell from the crotch of her soiled knickers. My knees buckling, I fired copious amounts of cum from my fit to burst cock into the other pair, congealing in the navy-blue fine lace. I scarpered quickly as I didn’t want to be caught and spoil her great reveal, which I presumed would be later. Buckle up for what happens at the restaurant, and in the bedroom when we return home, have plenty tissues ready😂