1. Best Wife Ever: 12 Days of Christmas


    Date: 1/22/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Wife, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 91.8, Source: sexstories.com

    night owl, but more of a get up and go type of woman...the opposite of me. “So true,” she sighed, before taking a long sip of the shake. “Thank you, I so needed this.” “No problem, I can’t even count the times you have helped me recover from my own self-inflicted death sentence.” “Seventy-three,” she quipped. “Hardy-har-har,” I replied. “So I was thinking we could hit a movie this evening, what do you think?” “No decisions until I eat and make sure I am not already dead and am just in some cruel limbo place between earth and heaven,” she moaned. We ate in silence and once done, slowly re-joined civilization. Showered up, Alexis was more herself. She said, “Well, I don’t feel perfect, but I am good enough to continue with my plan.” “Plan?” I asked. “Of course, today is day four of the 12 days of Sexmas,” she winked. “How could I forget,” I mocked. “Indeed, how could you,” she retorted, her wit as quick as mine. “So what is on the agenda today? An orgy with your teacher friends?” “Hmm, you would like that, wouldn’t you,” she teased, grabbing her purse. “Well, not with all of them, but a couple I could handle,” I responded, acting like the stud I wasn’t. “Let me guess, Jenna would be one?” she hypothesized correctly. “Well, if she begged, it would be hard to turn her down,” I joked. “That I agree with,” she replied, throwing me for a loop with implied lesbian innuendo before instructing, “Let’s go, stud boy.” “Where?” I asked, not really in the mood to be gallivanting. “That is ...
    for me to know and you to find out,” she answered, flicking me on the nose. I reluctantly followed her, although I have to admit I was slightly curious. We drove, chatting about trivial work stuff and making plans for getting me to the airport Tuesday morning, before arriving at the worst place on earth for a man, especially a man with a hangover, the mall! I groaned, “Really, Alexis, you can’t be serious.” “Of course, I am, but don’t you worry your pretty little, head my dear, I guarantee you will enjoy it,” she promised. “Unless it includes a blowjob, I doubt you will be able to keep that promise,” I quipped, the glass clearly half empty at the moment. She ignored my negativity and hopped out of the car. I quickly followed her and we made our way through the throngs of people searching for Christmas presents. Being the good husband I was, I already had her presents and they were amazing. I assumed Alexis had mine already too, as she was known for her militant “Christmas shopping must be done by the end of Thanksgiving weekend” regimen. We walked through the entire mall before finally reaching our apparent destination, a store called Satin & Sin. My wife smiled mischievously, “Still hate me?” “Well, that depends on why we are going into Satin & Sin.” “Follow me, babe,” she said, reaching for my hand and pulling me inside. I was like a fat kid in a candy store. This was wall to wall thin lingerie, naughty costumes and silk stockings. I couldn’t even begin to know which way to ...
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