I came up with an idea to add some spice to our marriage. Don’t get me wrong, Cindy and I have a great marriage along with a great sex life. We are both in our early sixties and stay in fairly good shape.
Today, I happened to be tinkering in my workshop out back when an idea struck me. I went to the garage and got our bikes and took them to the workshop, then went back to the garage and got in the car.
Heading to the area’s only adult store, I mentally ran a list of what I needed. At the store, I bought a five and a half inch strap-on dildo and a bottle of water based lubricant and a Hitachi Magic Wand. I then headed over to the local hardware store and purchased a couple of those big sponges used for washing your car.
Returning home, I went in the house and headed for the kitchen to get a diet Pepsi before going to the workshop.
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“Hi Dean, What do you have in the bag?”
“Hi honey, nothing that you need to know about right now.”
“Aww, Dean.”
“You will see soon enough, Cindy. Wow, you look fantastic in that sundress! Will you have the picnic basket ready, say in about forty five minutes?”
“Why thank you, Honey. Yes, it will be ready.”
I give her a quick kiss on the cheek, grab the bag and Pepsi as I head out for the workshop. After seeing my wife with her nipples pressing against the material of her dress, Mr. Johnson is standing at attention.
Once in the workshop, I plugged in the Hitachi Magic Wand and covered it with a hand towel. As I work on her bike, Mr. Johnson starts to twitch as I think about Cindy’s reaction when she sees her bicycle and feels the wand on her pussy. Forty minutes later, I am finished and head back to the house.
“Cindy, I am ready and we can go on our ride. Give me the basket, cooler and blanket.”
Out the door we go, heading to the workshop.
“Why are we going to the workshop, Dean?”
“That is where the bikes are, sweetie.”
Cindy looks at me quizzically as I open the door. Entering, I step to one side and put the basket, blanket, and cooler down.
“Oh my, Dean, my bike!”
“What do you think, dear?”
“I love it!” She says, going over and running her hand along the length of the dildo.
“Thank you for putting sponges on the seat, dear. You know how wet I get when I come.”
“I am glad you like it, Cindy.”
I lift her dress above her waist and pick her up, setting her down on the workbench.
“Spread your legs dear, I have a surprise for you.”
She is not wearing any panties (the way I like her to be) and her slit is glistening with juice.
She watches as I move the towel and reveal the wand. I slide the tip along the length of her slit as she watches, before turning it on.
When I turn the wand on, she jumps at the sensation and when I touch her clit with it she moans out.
“Aaahh.”
Holding the wand against her clit, she quickly orgasms in less than a minute, her juices squirting forth.
I hold the vibrator in place, “Oh Dean, I’m cumming again!”
Cindy’s pussy squirts more juice, forming a puddle on the floor and covering her inner thighs.
“Please stop, honey. I need a moment.”
“That was amazing, sweetie. You never squirted before.”
I move the wand from her clit, turn it off, and set it to the side. Taking the towel, I wipe off her thighs and help her down from the bench.
“Thank you honey, that really was amazing, and I can’t wait to get back and have you use the wand on me in our bed.”
We embrace and share a passionate kiss. I then go and open the door to the shed.