Jane heard a slight click and looking, saw Tim raise a small recorder from the table beside his chair.
Tim leaned forward holding the recorder just in front of his wife, capturing every squeal and pant as she fought to stay balanced on the erotic edge.
Jane’s eyes rolled back in her head as she imagined that audio going up on the website, and men cumming as they listened to her most intimate of sounds. He taped for a good five minutes before pausing the recorder and setting it down. Jane had begun to pant with desire.
“Taste me.” He ordered her, with a slight smile in his voice. Jane Growled in frustration. Knowing he would remember the infraction later. She quickly stopped playing, her angry body throbbing, begging her for release. Jane quickly crawled forward and fairly ripped Tim’s pants open. Sliding them down she quickly folded them and did the same with his boxers. His thick shaft lay along his abdomen. Fully engorged she imagined her display had had quite an effect on it. The head was slightly purple and a sheen of precum coated the tip.
Grasping it and standing it upright she swiped her tongue across it capturing the salty essence. “Eyes.” He sternly reminded her and her large green eyes locked upon his. It was the only time she was required to look into his eyes during their sessions. He loved to see them as his cock slid slowly into her mouth and back out. Jane ran her tongue down the length and around his balls as he licked her too. Reaching down he lifted his balls and she darted her tongue down across the perineum and pushed briefly at his ass, before climbing back up to service his shaft once again.
Jane was rewarded with his hand lightly stroking her hair and face as she worked his cock. Master was pleased. As Jane leaned further forward she felt her swollen lips part behind her and the cool air as it kissed the dampness of her pussy.
“Get your bench dear one you’ve earned some reward.” He whispered to her.
Jane all but leapt to her feet. Rushing across the room she returned with a small padded bench. It was a little wider and longer than a computer keyboard. The base was wider still and all four sides sloped slightly outward. It was a box really with the lid firmly padded. It was about 14 inches tall, which was enough so that when Jane was on all fours she could rest her tummy on it by rolling her hips forward. This of course opened her ass and pussy giving Tim easy access. She quickly returned and dropped to the floor in front of her husband. Facing away she positioned the bench and draped across it spreading her knees widely. Again Jane felt the cool air kiss the dampness of her pussy.
“Hand.” He commanded.
Jane slid her hand through the u shaped hole beneath the bench top, the allowed her hand to come out the other side just under her throbbing pussy. She quickly began to work it the embers from her earlier play quickly becoming the inferno once again. She felt his shaft rest against her hand as he positioned it at her entrance.
Tim wetted his thumb and Jane felt his hand as he lay it on top of her ass. The anticipation was killing her as she begged silently for him to thrust in and take her.