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Just Another Day (25 March 2009)

Kala took a deep breath and let out a huge sigh.

It was quiet, FINALLY for the first time since the holiday weekend began on Friday.

Kala didn't normally look forward to Tuesday mornings, or any morning for that matter, being a night owl her whole life. But today everyone went back to their daily routines of work and school and Kala was able to go back to her routine. And her peace and quiet.

The house reflected the fact that the weekend was spent entertaining family and friends with BBQ's and a birthday party. Knowing that she couldn't put it off, Kala finished her coffee, pulled her long auburn tresses up into a haphazard pony tail, and set to work on the laundry and house cleaning.

Kala moved around the house with practiced ease, she was used to the daily routine that kept the house running smoothly, but after the long weekend todays chore list was more than double. Even still she finished the majority of the house work in less than 3 hours. The pink cotton shorts and white tank top she had pulled on in preparation for the marathon cleaning session now clung to her lush curves thanks to the light sheen of sweat on her smooth alabaster skin.

She allowed herself a small satisfied sigh, this time, as she lit her favorite lilac scented candles. The light lilac perfume masked the smell of cleaning supplies leaving the house smelling of early spring and fresh beginnings.

Now it was time to relax a bit, and that would start with a nice hot shower. Kala gathered up a fresh set of clothing, choosing a light butter yellow summer dress, and decided for the second time that day to forgo the constrictions of a bra and panties.

She stepped into the freshly scrubbed bathroom, turning on the shower and exhaust fan on her way to the towel rack where she hung her dress. The steam from her shower filled the air around her as she stepped out of the cotton shorts and kicked them away from her bare feet. Glancing at her feet, she absentmindedly took note of the chip in the slut red polish on her toe nails, she'd have to pamper herself with a pedicure later. Kala tugged the white tank top up and over her full breasts, enjoying the sensation as her breasts swayed and settled back in place. With a final tug over he head, the tank top soon joined the shorts in a tidy pile near her feet.

Vanity caused her to pause near the full length mirror and exam her body. She grinned at what the mirror revealed to her. She knew that her body wouldn't please every man, but her full breasts, lush hips, long auburn hair and baby soft, pearl white skin went a long way towards pleasing her husband, Eric. She smiled remembering when Eric hung the mirror up a week ago, he told her that he wanted her to see herself as he did. Then he spent the rest of the afternoon whispering naughty little comments to her as he praised her body and made love to her until she melted into a quivering pool of sensations. Just thinking about that afternoon put a sly smile on her face and made goose flesh of her usually smooth skin. It also made her remember another thing that Eric had "fixed" that day.

Kala slipped from the steamy bathroom, back down the hall to their bedroom, retrieved what she wanted from her bed side table and headed back into the pleasant warmth of the bathroom. Leaving the door open to allow more of the steam to escape, she stepped into the shower stall. She loved the shower that her handyman of a husband had installed. This shower was twice the size of the original and full of all the comforts a lady could ask for, complete with a comfortable bench seat at one side. It had taken her over a week to get each of the six shower heads positioned just right for her, no more craning her head back to get every bit of shampoo from her long locks.

Kala slid the glass doors of the stall closed, placed the item she had retrieved on a shelf, and just relaxed for a few moments as the many shower heads began to pulse against her over worked muscles. After a few relaxing minutes she reached for her luff ah and the nectarine scented body wash she'd just purchased. Pouring a generous amount onto the luff ah, she worked it into a rich lather and began to slowly scrub her body. The revitalizing micro beads in the body wash worked wonders on her mind and body, making her more aware with each tingling sensation as they erupted against her sensitive skin.

With a giggle at the direction her thoughts were headed, she glanced again at the shelf and the object it now held waiting for her, and made a mental note to send a letter of appreciation to the body wash company for their awesome product.

Kala rinsed the soap from the luff ah and hung it back on it's hook. Now that the business of getting clean was out of the way she could really begin to enjoy her shower.

After turning off all but one shower head, the one directly opposite of the built in bench, Kala sank down onto the bench. Leaning against the benches contoured back, a position that arched her back comfortably and thrust her breasts forward at the same time, she closed her eyes. She was so content she felt like purring as the stream from the shower head hit it's mark, the V shaped juncture between her slightly spread thighs. She delighted in the force of the spray as it pushed past the slick folds of her sex and drummed against her aroused clit. The wave of pleasure that began to consume her was a tease compared to the delight she knew she would receive from her night stand companion.

Kala moved her hips forward on the bench, her rounded bottom much closer to the edge, so that she was able to spread her lush thighs and allow the pulsing warm water greater exposure to her now throbbing clit. The movement in the full length mirror caught her attention, and for the first time she noticed that from the bench, she had a full mirrored view of herself. She could clearly see the desire building in her own vivid green eyes. She watched as her right hand, seemingly moving of it's own accord, moved toward the hardened nipple of her right breast. Her breath catching in her throat as she drew a long red lacquered nail slowly over the cherry red tip. Needing more than this teasing could give her, she reached for the brilliant blue, water proof, Dolphin vibrator.

Once again Kala's eyes were drawn to the mirror outside of the shower. She couldn't take her eyes off the vibrator, the anticipation building more as she watched her nimble fingers rotate the switch that brought it to life. The low humming sounds it made danced over her flesh, she responded with an outbreak of goosebumps. Her body knew that sound, knew that it would be followed by immediate gratification.

Her eyes were locked on the vibrator. She watched as it's slender tip nuzzled her clitoris as she directed it in slow circular motions around the quivering bit of flesh. Kala's breathing came in small gasps of pleasure as she continued to watch the path the tip of the vibrator was taking. She prolonged her own torture for as long as she could stand it, teasing herself, before slipping it deeper between the silken flesh of her swollen pussy lips.

As much as watching herself intensified her own pleasure, Kala could no longer keep her eyes open, her eyes were clenched tight as her body fought towards that first peak. The flood of sensations that poured threw her as she slipped the vibrator deeper into herself had her hips lifting from the bench to meet the first thrust. Moans of intense pleasure were ripped from her slightly parted lips, as she reached the first crest of orgasm. Kala forced her eyes open so she could watch as she moved the vibrator in and out of herself. She watched the small "ears" of the clitoral stimulator as she directed it towards her still throbbing clit. Watched as her hand moved faster and faster, in and out of her dripping pussy. And finally she watched as she came, soaking the already wet vibrator with her sweet cum.

All of the energy seemed to leave her body at once. Her hand relaxed its grip on the vibrator allowing it to slip free of her swollen lips and trembling fingers. The thump it made as it landed on the shower floor, still humming, barely registered above the ringing in her ears and the rush of breath from her parted lips. Her heavy lidded eyes closed again as she began to relax, allowing the now cooling water to begin rinsing away the majority of the sticky sweet cum that coated her thighs.

Fifteen minutes after the earth shattering orgasm Kala was sitting at the small deck table, when her husband got home from work. She waved to him threw the sliding glass doors as he headed down the hall towards the bathroom and a shower of his own. Kala allowed her head to rest on the high backed cushioned chair, her auburn hair spread out to dry in the sun, she closed her eyes as she listened to the squires chattering away in the near by tree tops. Probably cussing me for being to near their acorns she thought, a grin lighting her face.

She must have dozed off for a bit because when her eyes opened again she was looking up into the smiling face of her husband. A wide smile erupted on her face, matching his, when she noticed the flare of desire in his sky blue eyes. "Sweetheart, come into the house a moment, I want to show you something." He wiggled his eye brows at her in a way that had her giggling as she imagined exactly what he wanted to "show" her. The rich timber of his voice had always excited her, but this gentle request that barely concealed the sexual growl lurking beneath had her moving with a little extra bounce to her step as she hopped up and moved into the air conditioned house.

Eric moved in behind her and placed his hands over her eyes, effectively blinding her. "Move with me little one, just into the living room." Puzzled now, she did as he asked, allowing him to guide her threw the dining room and into the living room. She knew from the path he'd taken them that she would be behind the couch, facing the big screen television, when her hips bumped into the back of the couch and they both stopped. "Keep your eyes closed tight for a second." he instructed before removing his hands. She heard him pick something up from the near by table before she was surrounded by the sounds of what she thought was a rain storm.

Eric dropped the remote back onto the table top, leaned closer to his wife so that his ridged cock was pressed against her round bottom. His hands moved to grasp her hips as he leaned ever closer to whisper into her ear. "Remember how I told you that I wanted you to see yourself as I see you? You can open your eyes now."

Opening her eyes Kala's breath caught in her throat as her vision settled on the large screen television. She was on the screen. It hadn't been a rain storm she'd been listening to, but the sounds of a shower, her shower from earlier today.

Eric whispered close to her ear, his voice gruff with desire. "I set up the camera and mirror hopping to catch something like this. Hopping that I could show you just how sexy you are to me. Watch your face fill with pleasure."

Kala watched transfixed by the image of herself, knowing what would come next as her lush form moved into the shower. Watched as she scrubbed her body before taking a seat on the bench. And she listened to her husbands breathing accelerate. His hard hot cock pressing against the thin shorts he wore and even thinner sun dress that covered her other wise bare ass. She couldn't help the swaying of her ass as she pressed back against him. As exciting as it had been to watch herself in the mirror earlier, it was ten times more exciting to find out that she had been recorded doing it.

Eric pressed closer to Kala, forcing her to bend at the waist and over the back of the couch, her ass pressing harder still against his erect penis as it tilted invitingly up against him. The video had just reached the part where she had teased her clit with the tip of the vibrator, and the hushed whimpers and moans coming from the surround sound speakers mingled with the ones she emitted from lush panting lips as Eric tugged at the hem of her dress. Taking one step back to give himself some room, Eric lifted her dress so that her bare ass was exposed to him. Dropping to his knees behind his beautiful wife, Eric began to nibble at the sensitive curve where her round bottom met the back of her silken thigh.

Kala couldn't stop watching herself on the television, listening to her gasps of pleasure coming from the speakers to mingle with those that now spilled anew from her lush lips. She spread her legs wider when the gentle prodding of Eric's hands on her inner thighs became more insistent. Eric now stood behind her once more, having slipped off his shorts, he was brushing his hardened cock against her exposed ass. Kala pressed her bottom back against him, unconsciously seeking his touch, as she continued to watch the TV.

Eric lightly brushed his engorged cock over her cool smooth flesh before dipping low enough to glide the very tip along her pussy. He growled his pleasure at finding his wifes pussy lips slick and inviting. Nudging the tip between her silken lips he stopped himself from going in any deeper, the head of his cock barely touching the heated entrance. Eric placed one strong hand on Kala's lower back to prevent her from thrusting back to impale herself on his manhood. He waited for the moment he knew would soon show on the large screen before them.

With whimpers of frustration Kala tried to push back against her husband, only to growl when she was unable to move. And still her eyes never left the television. She watched her hand begin to feed the length of the blue vibrator into her pussy on the big screen while Eric did the same to her now with his cock. He matched his movements with those on the screen in front of them, each thrust and tease she had preformed on herself just hours before was repeated now by her husband.

As the tempo picked up in her little home video, so did Eric's. Matching thrust for thrust it wasn't long before Kala was screaming from orgasm, on screen and off. Eric allowed her to collapse across the back of the sofa, slowly easing his hard throbbing cock from her heat, only to scoop her up into his strong arms and carry her off to their bedroom as he whispered into her ear, "Now I want to see you like that again, in my arms."

Kala smiled as she snuggled against his broad chest, wondering where else he might have a hidden camera ..............

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