My wife and I live in a big city across the country from where we both went to school. This means we left some friends behind who sometimes come to visit us. One of my wife's closest friends was staying with us for a little over a week in our spare bedroom. This also happens to be a few weeks before my wife and I's second wedding anniversary. I am genuinely a good gift giver, but when you have someone there who knows your wife inside and out, you may as well get there opinion.

I had just finished a weightlifting workout in my home gym. My wife and her friend were wrapping up a yoga session and my wife hopped on the treadmill for her usual couple of miles of cardio. Her best friend....well as fit as she was refused to participate in "running." I took the opportunity to make us a smoothie and started chatting with her. I asked if I could show her the necklace I was planning on getting my wife for our anniversary since I am not used to buying fine jewelry for my wife. "Sure," she said as we made our way over to the couch. I pulled up my laptop and clicked on the tab that had a beautiful silver chain with a simple pearl attached, perfect for my petite wife. "I like the simplicity of it for her. Click on earrings and lets find something to match." We searched for earrings for a bit, and when I went to click on a new tab, I accidently opened a tab to a site that was filtered to lingerie.

I could tell that Katie (fake name for wife's friend) was smirking next to me. "Thinking about getting a little freaky on your anniversary?" Honestly no I thought. My wife and I weren't boring by any means during sex, but there wasn't much beyond a little light impact play and bondage. She preferred simple forms of lingerie, bodysuits, or silk robes that she could just slip off. I went to click away, but Katie was having none of it. "Oh come on! Let me see what you're thinking. I might have a good opinion on what to buy. I did room with her freshman year of college after all." Okay I thought. So we started browsing, I showed her a red babydoll that was tight fitting and exotic. "Wow, her ass would definitely pop in that. Look at how short it is." I don't know why, but I felt a huge rush looking at this slutty dress with Katie while my wife innocently ran on the treadmill. I asked her if I should buy the dress. "Why?" she questioned with a smirk. "Does it get you hard thinking about your wife in something like that?" I just looked at her, knowing we both knew the answer to something like that. She reached over and my heart froze. I could already feel a bulge building in my sweatpants, but was she really going to touch me? Her hand reached over my leg and onto the trackpad of the laptop in my lap. She hovered over the tabs, settling on one called "bondage-inspired lingerie.

"Now here is the stuff she really is going to like." I was confused. She had never mentioned wanting anything too exotic. "Look at how sexy some of these sets are." Katie eyes were lighting up at every new set we passed on. I explained how I wasn't sure my wife would take well to something too exotic. "Are you sure? I would love it if a man demanded I put on that blindfold and open cup set." I looked at her with widened eyes. I stumbled for what to say next. The blood was really flooding through my cock and I was trying to use the laptop to shield my boner from Katie. She leaned in slightly "If a man has me tied down and looking sexy, i'm most likely bent over begging for him to fuck me." What was she saying? I had always known she was a little wild and crazy, but not to this extent. She must have seen something that caught her eye because she grabbed the laptop off my lap. "Wait, I have something like this. Look!" As she took the laptop my hard on was clear as day. Katie had clicked on a bondage body suit with a leash. This bodysuit left nothing to the imagination. The set featured sultry black elastic straps that wrapped down the front of the body, avoiding any coverage whatsoever, attached around the neck was a loop for a dainty leash. Precum had started to leak out of my cock. A smalls stain could be seen forming on my sweats. " I actually lent this to her freshman year." WHAT? Now that I did not expect to hear. I started picturing my wife in it. A man standing over her. Pulling on the leash and guiding her head towards his groin. My wife would reach out and pull down the shorts revealing a hard, throbbing cock. She was being pulled towards it, but she really didn't need the leash. She wanted the cock. Just as she opened her mouth, it came. Cum everywhere. All over her face. Dripping down onto her tits. "Dave!" Was that Katie's voice? I came to. Katie was looking down at my sweatpants, drenched in cum that was soaking through the front. She placed the laptop over the large stain. The laptop tab was my email. Katie leaned in and whispered, "She's done working out. Don't forget to buy the set." She reached her hand down and under the laptop. She brushed against the wet spot over my sweatpants and brought her hand to her mouth. She licked her finger. "Thanks again for the smoothie Dave." She winked and walked off.