“Go on,” she said quite seriously. “Go to bed.” But even the word “bed” caused her to tremble a little.I went off like a good boy. I thoug...ht about going back in a little while and knocking on her door, but decided against it. Instead I masturbated and imagined her doing the same, congratulating herself on her willpower and cursing herself for her lack of adventure.The convention was quite amusing and some of the other people were interesting, but Lindy and I were trapped in a cloud of longing. It was hot and so was she. I was also discovering that I liked to watch my hot wife turn on other guys. It was exciting to see them turned on by her and knowing she was going home with me. It was kind of comical watching these guys try to hide there hard dicks every time she would walk away between shows. A few of them even ducked into the bathroom at times. This went on for several months every weekend. Our sex life was never better. Then one weekend I told her I was going to be late. This went on for weeks, and I even started doing the same to her. One day, she had a cup of ice and was wearing a dress, so I took a piece and ran it up and down her leg, going fairly high up. It was so sexy to watch her shudder and try not to moan in the middle of class. Today she had her legs propped up on my lap for the whole class. It wasn’t the most comfortable thing in the world, but her legs were so nice and smooth, I didn’t care. I could tell she had just lotioned, and the smell was. I was so horney and busting a nut deep inside my beautiful sexy wife was starting to sound like the right thing to do, but I held my ground the best I could in my very excited and vulnerable position. She came up with a slight compromise, a challenge between my control and her stamina, before she even told me the rules of the challenge she leans forward kisses me hard and whispers into my ear, good luck stud. The next thing I know she rises up into a squatting position, grabs my cock from the.