Silly Games with a Silly Girl

You couldn’t help but smile proudly, watching your wife twirl in front of the mirror. Her giggling enthusiasm was infectious. It was easy to detach yourself from the knowledge why she was dressing herself up in the first place. This moment, this single solitary moment, was just for you.{if Female = true}

It made you think of the strange, almost maternal dynamic that you had. She was your wife, yes. However, she was also sometimes like a little girl, in need of your warmth and care. It made you think of the few times she’d called you “mommy” in a new light.

Still, there was something to it. Seeing her looking this way, so sweet and so childish, made you want to sweep her into your bosom…{endif}{if Male = true}

It made you think about the strange, almost paternal relationship you had. She was your wife, yes. However, she was also sometimes like a little girl, in need of your protection and care. In reflection, she did have a tendency to call you “Daddy” as a joke.

Still, there was something to it. Seeing her looking this way, so sweet and childish, made you want to hold her tight and never let go.{endif}

The feelings that swelled in you weren’t just chaste affection. Your pulse jumped and you beckoned her closer to you. Ever obedient, Kaori padded back to you, eyes shining with mischievous curiosity.

You asked Kaori to go down to her knees. The moment you did, a mischievous shadow hung over her face. She pouted her lips and pretended not to understand why you wanted that. A silly game. She was acting like an innocent flower because she wanted you to spell out what you were going to do to her. How you were going to corrupt her.

Normally, you were someone **** to play along with these sorts of games. They felt sort of wrong to you. However, something about the moment made you, for once, actually feel it too.

You pretended to “deceive” Kaori, claiming that you needed help with your jeans. She answered with a soft giggle and prompt obedient. Moments later, she was on her knees working your pants down your hips.{if Female = true}

Once they were down, you further insisted that she help you out of your panties. They were dirty and needed to be washed. As she pulled them away, her eyes were captured by the glisten of your pussy. Your arousal was showing. A strange look transfixed her eyes. Her lips parted.

“These parts right here look dirty. Mmph. They must be uncomfortable. Do you want me to give it a kiss, Missus?”{endif}{if Male = true}

Once they were down, she stared transfixed at your boxers and what they revealed. Seeing her prancing in front of the mirror had been quite affecting, and your cock was peeking out of the opening. A strange look transfixed her eyes. Her lips part.

“Wow Mister, that part looks strange. Mph. You wouldn’t mind if I examined it, would you?”{endif}

The words caught in your throat, so you could only reply with a nod. The girl gave one last naughty giggle before she lowered her head between your legs. From the first touch of her lips, the pleasure began. You naturally leaned back in the bed, your hands going to the back of her head to grip her tight. After that it was as simple as riding the waves of pleasure, wherever they took you.

As she worked her {if Female = true}tongue{endif}{if Male = true}mouth{endif} you had a stray thought. This was the most natural sex with her had felt in so long. Maybe this really would bring the spark back?