It’s been a little over a week since I told my wife about the dream.
Since then my wife has been sending me sexy photos of herself while I’m at work. Photos of her touching herself. Pressing her perky breast together with captions saying “wish you were here” or “I’m getting warmed up for you.” The sex has been amazing, she’s been fucking me and sucking me any chance she gets in every room of the house. She’s been begging for it.
A bunch of us from work went out for drinks that evening everyone had invited their significant others so I brought my wife with me. She looked stunning in her tight black dress that may have showed off just a little more than she usually does. She went off and hung out with some of the other wives while I hung out at the bar with the guys.
I was sitting at the bar with some of the other account executives having a few drinks enjoying the live music. The intern came over. She was wearing tight jeans with heels, a blue silk sleeveless top that plunged down and exposed her cleavage and a beautiful necklace that hung down between her breast. She came over and put her hand on my shoulder and ordered her drink.