Wife's POV: My Husband's Secret Voyeurism

Sneaking into the bedroom, I find my wife, her back to me, lost in thought. She's wearing my favorite dress, the one that hugs her curves perfectly. As I approach, she tenses, but I place a gentle hand on her shoulder, and she relaxes into my touch. I guide her to the bed, her eyes never leaving mine. She knows what I want, what I've been craving. I position her on her hands and knees, her dress riding up, revealing her lace panties. I pull out my cock, already hard, and she pushes back against me, eager. I grab her hips, thrusting into her slowly, feeling her tighten around me. She moans, her fingers digging into the sheets, and I lean over, my hand covering her mouth to muffle her sounds.

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