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As my wife entered the living room my cock jumped to attention and became as hard as a lead pipe. Sherri was wearing a yellow skin tight leather miniskirt with a translucent pale yellow blouse that when the light was just right I could see that she wasnt wearing a bra. And the fact that she was showing plenty of cleavage because two of the buttons were conveniently missing was an added bonus. The four inch pumps were also a pale yellow just like her blouse and her long shapely legs were covered with nylons. Her complete outfit highlighted her curvaceous 5 foot 4 inch, 107 pounds beautifully, giving her 34 x 21 x 34 figure a sex appeal that a lot of those "big breasted" women just dont have. As I stared at her in astonishment her sultry voice tickled my ears like a warm breeze but I had trouble understanding what she was saying. "Well, Phillip!! How do I look? --- Do you think Im dressed sexy enough to fulfill your fantasy of other men gawking at me. ----- Or would you rather we just stayed home tonight?" Her tinkling laughter was like a fairy spell as understanding suddenly dawned wiping the blank and dumb expression from my face and freeing my numbed brain. My mouth hung open emitting nonsensical sounds as my eyes feasted on the sight before me. What the hell do you say when a sex goddess is standing in front of you with a body thats saying "Fuck Me". We had been married for better then four years and lately our sex life hadnt been as great as it used to be, and even though we had talked about spicing up our sex life, aka; our marriage by telling each other a fantasy or two it was mostly my fantasies that were told but until this very moment it had only been talk. I almost shot a load in my pants as this redhead fox walked toward me with hips swaying provocatively till but a foot away she ran her hands over her miniskirt clad body and with another tinkling laugh that took my breath away she leaned over me whispering softly that beneath her miniskirt she had only ... Läs hela novellen