A Midsummer Afternoon Arousal — Allie Johnson

I woke up with a hard-on. I know most people would think, “so what? Isn’t that normal?” Yeah, to some extent, but this wasn’t the usual morning wood, but a genuine rock hard erection after my Saturday afternoon power nap. I’m not a teenager.  I’m a middle-aged man, and something in my light sleep had made me horny.

When we were younger I could go find my wife, Cindy and with little persuasion I could coax her into dropping whatever she was doing to tend to my needs.  These days she wasn’t as inclined to be so accommodating.  Don’t get me wrong, we had a great sex life, but she didn’t like to have sex when she was working on a project in the middle of the day.

I slept naked, so I walked to the top of the stairs with my hard cock pointing the way, and called out my wife’s name. There was no response. That meant that she was either listening to her iPod or outside working in the yard, or both.

We have a six foot privacy fence surrounding our pool.  I could have walked out there to find Cindy as I was without being seen by the neighbors, but it would not be something Cindy wanted to see while she was weeding the rose bushes.

The window of the spare bedroom had a good view of the backyard, so I walked in there and peeked through the blinds. I was stunned to see my wife reclined in the chaise lounge, next to the pool, soaking in rays in a red string bikini.  I didn’t know she owned a bikini, and she almost never sunbathed.  I couldn’t see her face, but only the top of her blonde head.

Although, Cindy had determined a few years ago that she was too mature for a bikini, her body didn’t agree.  She looked damn fine with those tiny red patches barely covering her nipples and pussy.  Had she shaved down there?  When did she do that?

My cock was hurting, it was so stiff, and I was about to go out there and take her right there on the chaise lounge when she sat up, looked around, then reached back and untied the top of her bikini and removed it. This was so out of character for her. I decided to watch her a little longer. It’s not like I hadn’t seen my wife topless before, but the fact that she didn’t know I was watching made it all feel a little naughtier.

I started stroking my cock lightly as I stared at my wife’s lovely round breasts glowing in the sunlight. I know my wife masturbated; she had a vibrator in the bedside table, but I’d never seen her actually do it. I almost shot my load when she started pinching her nipples. They were a soft reddish brown and I loved how hard they could get when stimulated. They were stimulated now, and she began writhing a little with the pleasure she was giving herself.

I groaned out loud when Cindy reached down and pulled the strings on her bikini bottom and released the fabric, and exposing her pubis. She had shaved her pussy!  I let out a low moan when she parted her pussy lips with the two fingers of one hand and found her clit with the fingers of the other. Soon, I could tell by the quivering of her body that she was about to come, and so was I. I didn’t think I could hold back much longer.

“What the fuck are you doing?” a voice shouted from the doorway. I turned to see my wife, Cindy, standing with a laundry basket in her hands.

I stood with my dick in my hand. “I-uh—who’s that by the pool?”

“Julie came over. I didn’t think you’d mind, and it appears that you don’t.”

Julie was Cindy’s younger sister. “I know you will probably never believe me, but I honestly thought it was you.”

Cindy walked over to the window and stared down at what I’d been peering at. “That little slut!” she said, then she turned and glared at me. “You couldn’t tell that wasn’t me?”

“I was a little surprised that you’d shaved your pussy without telling me,” I said, lamely. “But you have to admit you guys look a lot a like. Especially from this distance.  I couldn’t see her face.”

“Are you trying to tell me that you were standing here masturbating thinking that was me?”

“Yeah, and that’s the truth.”

She glared at me some more, then asked.  “And you wouldn’t have if you’d known it was Julie?”

I thought about it for a second too long, then stupidly I turned to look out the window again. She slapped me in the back of the head. “It might help your case more if you’d quit looking out there.”

I snapped my back around to face her. She looked at me for a while, then down at my hard cock. She smiled a little. Then she laughed. “You are such an idiot,” she said, then cocked on eyebrow. “You think you would like me to shave my pussy like that?”

Instinctively, I started to look out the window again, but I stopped myself and said, “Yes, I think I would like that.”

“Okay, I will,” she said, smiling and caressing my erect dick with her hand. “You want to help me do it now.”

I followed her into the bedroom, and thought about how close I had come to walking out to the pool with my hard cock sticking out.  Julie would have freaked out, and Christmas would have been awkward, but I couldn’t help fantasizing about a three way.  Of course that’s a fantasy I’ll take to my grave.  If Cindy ever found out about what I was thinking, I would go to my grave sooner.

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Allie Johnson is from West Texas and has been writing erotica for the last five years.  He is a member of the Fish Tank, which is a writing forum for erotica writers, and has published several stories in Ruthie’s Club prior to that site’s closure.