First Glance: Sensuous Reflections: Sandra
I reclaimed my wife in the bathroom, the timing was perfect as she stood in front of the mirror
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I loosened my shirt and undid my belt.
Sandra was busy in the bathroom.
Undressing, showering, brushing her hair, and choosing lingerie that she would wear in our reclaiming ritual. I gave her freedom to explore, to flirt with other men and their wives but the rule was that she would always come back into my arms and I would reclaim her as my own.
Not necessarily on the same night as her dalliances but within a few days.
She would prepare herself and kneel on our bedroom floor and submit her body to me for my use, including listening to her tell about her experiences in detail. Her storytelling was exquisite and heightened my sexual bliss and connected me with Sandra in ways I never expected.
I stepped into the bathroom, caught sight of her in the mirror, and couldn’t wait. I needed her in that specific moment. Her gaze caught mine and I wanted to instantly know what was in her mind.
Her ass was inviting and I pressed my hips against hers, feeling her softness through my jeans and the flame growing inside was pulsing for total release.
“So how was it?” I ran my hands over her ass.
“Do you want to wait and—”
“I asked you now.” My whisper was as hot and intense as ever. “And I want an answer.” Exploring her body with touch was invigorating, especially while imagining another man and his wife climbing on and over her. “I want a fucking answer—now.”
The spank on her butt was involuntary, organic, unplanned. So was my hand taking her hair and moving her mouth to mine while glancing in the mirror and catching sight of her eyes and sexy gasp.
