Total and complete fascination.
Get me a cold beer, and meet me on the patio."
She giggled, then kissed me, and ran for the kitchen. I shook my head, and laughed to myself, as I stepped out on the patio. I knew there was virtually no chance of anyone seeing her, but the thought did get me going again. At that moment, I decided to test our limits, and see how far we were willing to go with exhibiting her hot body in the coming weeks.
I had only been in my chair for a few minutes when I saw my naked wife standing beside me holding a cold beer. I took the beverage, and sat it on a nearby table. I moved one of the lounge chairs in front of where I was sitting, and gestured for her to sit. I then gave her a single command, "Continue."
Margo raised the back of the chair to make sure I had a good view of her perfect breasts, and then she sat down, straddling the chair with her legs. Her pussy opened nicely, and I could see how hard her clit was. She smiled at me, as she pulled her pussy lips wide. I was torn between watching her heaving breasts, and her open pussy.
My wife moved one of her fingers to her clit, and began to rub it back and forth, while making sure her pussy stayed open. I heard her begin to moan, and looked up to see she had closed her eyes. When I looked back at what her hands were doing, I saw that she was now pinching and pulling on her clit. Her breath was coming in short gasps, as she continued to work on her pussy. It was only a few moments later that she started pushing two fingers in and out of her wet opening.
"Keep your eyes open slave, and look at me while you do that."
She opened her eyes and looked into mine. I could clearly see the lust in them. Margaret's legs were trembling, and she added another finger to the ones in her pussy. I had never seen anything like it. My wife began to wantonly finger herself with abandon. She added a forth finger, and when she pinched and rolled her clit with her other hand, the first orgasm hit her. She arched her back, and cried out, but never took her fingers out. It was then, that I thought that I should've told her she had to ask permission before cumming. Oh well... I was still figuring this out. Next time would be different.
She pulled her fingers out and lay back on the chair, and gasped for breath. "Did I give you permission to stop slave?"
"Oh! I'm sorry... I thought..."
"Silence! You don't think slave. I will tell you what you need to know! Now... continue!"
I knew how sensitive her clit became after orgasm, and it was going to be interesting to see if she would continue. I didn't have to wait long. Margo put her fingers back into her very wet pussy, and she started finger fucking herself again. I noticed that she was deliberately trying to avoid any contact with her clit. What a sneaky little slave she was! There was no way I was going to let her get away with that!
"Take both of your hands and pull your cunt lips as far apart as you can." I ordered.
My vulgar language must've taken her by surprise, and I calmly said, "Ladies have pussies. You are not a lady right now. You are my slave, and slaves have cunts. Now, tell me what you are holding open slave."
"Your slave is holding her cunt open master." She said giggling.
"Well done slave. Now, lie back and keep that open."
My smiling wife did as I had instructed, and reclined, while holding her lips wide apart. I moved in closer, and lightly blew across her exposed clit, causing her to moan again. Her legs began to twitch, as I lightly rubbed the knuckles of my left hand across her hard little clit. I knew it was taking everything she had, not to slam her legs shut on my hand.
With my right hand, I began pinching and rolling her nipples, while continuing my assault on her clit.