MOM Wife makes up for time apart from her man

Title: “Mom’s Naughty Surprise: A neighbors Perspective”

Sandra was a typical stay-at-home mom, married to her high school sweetheart, John. They had been together for over two decades and had two beautiful children who were now off at college. Life was good, but like any long-term relationship, the spark had started to fade. John often worked late at the office, leaving Sandra feeling lonely and neglected.

One evening, while sipping her wine and watching the kids’ game footage, Sandra heard a soft knock at the door. She opened it to find a young delivery girl holding a small package.

“Hi there, ma’am. I have a package for Sandra Johnson,” the girl said, her eyes widening as she took in Sandra’s form-fitting workout clothes that hugged her ample curves.

Sandra signed for the package, thanking the girl and closing the door. Inside was a beautiful red, lacy negligee and a note that read, “Netflix and Chill, Love John.”

Sandra’s heart raced with excitement. She rushed to the bathroom to pamper herself, shaving her legs and applying makeup. As she stepped out of the shower, her phone buzzed with a message from John: “Can’t wait to see you in your negligee. 20 minutes.”

Sandra hurried to get dressed, her nipples already hard with anticipation. She poured two glasses of red wine and waited eagerly for John to arrive.

When the doorbell rang, Sandra opened the door and posed seductively. John’s jaw dropped as he took in the sight of his wife’s luscious body, barely concealed by the sheer lace. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, kissing her passionately.

They made love with an intensity they hadn’t experienced in years, John ravishing her breasts and sucking on her sensitive nipples. Sandra moaned with pleasure, grinding her hips against his. When they both reached orgasm, John pulled out and nutted over Sandra’s body, marking her like a beast in heat.

Exhausted but satisfied, they cuddled in bed and talked about their plans for the weekend. Suddenly, John’s phone pinged with a text. It was from his coworker, a younger woman named statistics. The text read, “Let’s sneak off during the retreat and have some real fun.”

Sandra felt a twinge of jealousy, but she kept her composure. She leaned over and whispered in John’s ear, “I have a surprise for you tomorrow. Stay sexy and don’t think about STATistics.”

The next day, Sandra was full of anticipation. She spent hours getting ready, complete with a cute skirt, a blouse, and a push-up bra. As John walked in the door from work, Sandra was waiting with a blindfold.

“Close your eyes,” she ordered. “I have something special for you.”

She led him to the living room and had him sit on the couch. Then, with the click of a button, the room filled with sensual music, and a spotlight illuminated Sandra as she began to dance.

She swayed her hips and gyrated her body, undulating to the beat. John was enraptured, his eyes glued to his wife’s sensual dance. Sandra unbuttoned her blouse slowly, revealing her creamy cleavage. She slipped off her skirt, showing off her thighs and lace panties.

John’s hands went to his crotch as he felt himself getting hard. Sandra finished her dance and climbed into his lap, rubbing her ass against his erection. She guided his hands to her breasts, but froze when she saw something that made her blood run cold.

Peeking through the curtain was the delivery girl from the other night. She had her phone out, recording Sandra’s private show.

Sandra’s eyes narrowed with rage, but she kept her composure. She leaned over and whispered in John’s ear.

“Don’t move.”

Sandra sauntered over to the window and opened it. The delivery girl gasped, stammering apologies as she tried to slip her phone back in her pocket.

Sandra held out her hand. “Phone, now.”

The delivery girl reluctantly handed over the phone. Sandra deleted the video and handed it back.

“I’m sorry, ma’am. I didn’t mean any harm. I just thought it was really hot.”

Sandra smiled slyly. “And what would happen if your boss found out you were secretly recording people’s private moments?”

The delivery girl’s eyes widened in fear. “I’d lose my job.”

“Then let’s keep this between us, shall we?” Sandra purred. “On one condition.”

“Anything,” the delivery girl breathed.

“We’ll finish the show we started,” Sandra said, nodding toward John, who was still watching with rapt attention.

The delivery girl gulped, nodding eagerly. Sandra took her hand and led her over to John.

“John, this is… I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your name,” Sandra said.

“It’s…, but you can call me Candi,” the girl said.

Sandra laughed. “Well, Candi, I think we can all have some fun together.”

John’s eyes widened, but he didn’t object as Sandra and Candi began to undress in front of him, their hands roaming each other’s curves.

They took turns pleasuring John, sucking his cock and rubbing their bodies against him. Sandra licked Candi’s pussy as John fucked her from behind, the delivery girl moaning in ecstasy.

Sandra felt a rush of power as she dominated the two lovers, making them beg for more. In the end, they all collapsed in a tangle of sweat and cum on the living room floor, exhausted but satisfied.

Sandra picked up her phone and snapped a picture of John’s spent cock, still dripping with their juices.

“The next time you think about statistics, Candi, just remember this photo,” she said with a wink.

Candi giggled and blushed, agreeing wholeheartedly.

From that day forward, Sandra knew she had the power to keep her husband satisfied, no matter what temptations came their way. And who knows? Maybe next time, she’d invite the whole neighborhood to join in the fun.

THE END