Written by shavenpussyinpublic

Fact
20 Nov 2008


We checked into our London hotel and went straight to our room which had a floor to ceiling window. Whilst my wife was in the bath shaving every hair from her pussy for the very first time I leapt up to hook the curtains high out of her reach in the bedroom, stuffed all her clothes back in the case and slipped out to take it back to the car, leaving just her wrapped present right in front of the well lit window.

On my way out I asked the concierge if he could drop a couple of things back into my room later as i was rushing out - they were an open envelope with 100 quid and another parcel containing my wife\'s dress for the night.

From the car park across the road I could see right into the room where my wife was clutching the one tiny hand towel I had left her as she frantically searched the room for her clothes.

Right in front of the window, she was trying unsuccessfully to stretch up and pull down the curtains whilst failing to cover her wet, naked and shaved body with the sodden and tiny hand towel.

After tottering on a chair with her wet tits and pussy flashing to the window, she realised the futility of reaching the curtains and spotted the box by the window that she had missed in her furious panic.

Dropping to all fours and abandoning the towel to use both hands she set to work, ripping open the paper to find her gift. Inside were black high-heeled, leather thigh-high boots.

Her fury now turned rapidly to excitement as she realised the game. She hopped up onto the bed, which lay in the centre of the room, and laying almost on her back with her legs slightly parted she started to slip on the incredibly sexy boots. They were tight so it was a struggle and she had to pull hard to tug them up, forcing her legs wider and wider apart, exposing her freshly shaved and wet pussy as she zipped them high up her thigh to the top.

So now what - my wife was laid in full view of the floor to ceiling window in just a pair of the most outrageous fuck-me thigh-high boots with a freshly shaved pussy and I was probably ten minutes away, staring at her from the top of the car park across the road, although she didn\'t know that.

I called the room phone and watched as she leant across the bed to it. I was brief\' I\'m on my way back with your dress but before we go out I am going to have to fuck you after that show. I will be there in 2 minutes. When I come in I want you to be in the middle of that bed with your eyes tightly closed, not saying a word and furiously masturbating - and if you are not you will be punished!!\' She laughed and put the phone down on me in her eagerness to start fingering herself...

I waited....

then the next part of the plan was out into action.

As I watched from across the road I saw the hotel room door open behind the headboard of the bed where my shaven wife was busily frigging herself in her new leather thigh boots.

The concierge entered boldly with the dress and envelope in hand expecting the room to be empty, then paused as he came to my masturbating wife. He stopped, uncertain of what to do, watching, mesmerised...

Her fingers were deep in her snatch and she was writhing eyes closed, looking like she was moaning loudly - in full anticipation of an exhibitionist fucking from her husband in front of this display window.

She could hear him in the room and kept fucking herself. He knew that she could hear him in the room yet was still fucking herself.

He looked at the envelope with the 100 quid in, then he saw the small writing on it saying \'enjoy!\'

The tension was immense.

I set off back to the room, running, suddenly very worried about my wife\'s reaction if he went for it and sunk his cock into her.

When I got back...to be continued


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