Bored Wife Removes Thong to Pose Naked on Chair

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. She slips off her thong and stands there, all that smooth skin and dark hair, looking right at you. Her body moves slow, posing for you on that chair, showing you every curve. You can feel your hand twitching, wanting to touch. She runs her fingers through her hair, arching her back, pushing those breasts out. Your breath catches as she strokes herself, her eyes locked on yours. You're getting hard, fast.

Her smile teases you, daring you to edge closer. She lifts a leg onto the chair, spreading herself wide. You can almost smell her, almost taste her. Your pulse is racing now, your rhythm quickening. She's not in a rush, just enjoying the way you look at her. She touches herself again, a gentle caress that makes your ache sharper. You're not going to last long like this.

She kneels on the chair, legs spread, hands on her thighs, looking right at you. Her lips are parted, inviting you in. Your hand is moving now, stroking to her rhythm. You're close, so close. She knows it too, can see it in your eyes. And then...