"I know," my wife Casey said softly as her hands caressed my naked body beneath the covers of our king sized bed.
"You know what?" I asked. I didn't know what game we were playing but I was ready to fuck.
"I know what you look at on the computer and what you fantasize about," she answered softly. Her hand had found my hard cock and she squeezed it tight making me moan softly.
"Oh you do, do you," I replied. I was quite sure she was bluffing because if she truly knew what I was looking at on line and what was going through my head on a regular basis she would have freaked. Casey had taken to role playing and mild BDSM with surprising vigor but she was still very conservative at heart so there was little chance, in my mind, that she would be accepting of my decidedly kinky fantasies.
"Yes I do. I installed an internet tracker on your laptop. I know all your dirty little secrets. You are a dirty boy."
My heart stopped for a moment but I still thought she was bluffing. She couldn't have seen my internet sites. I was sure she was playing a game so I decided to go with it.
"Yes I am," I replied as she continued to stroke and squeeze my dick. "What do you plan on doing with your new found knowledge?"
"I'll be right back you dirty boy," Casey said as she climbed out of bed and walked to her closet.
My eyes bulged and my heart skipped a beat when she walked out of he closet. She wore a black leather corset that pushed her full C cup tits up and out and she held a riding crop in her right hand. Her left hand was wrapped around the shaft of a big black latex strap on cock. It was secured to her waist with a studded leather harness.
"Do you like?" Casey asked. Her soft brown eyes sparkled in the light and she had a mischievous grin on her pretty face.
"Oh god yes," I said. She hadn't been kidding. She had seen my internet history.
"Good," Casey cooed. She ran her hands slowly over her wide hips as she moved toward the bed. Her long latex cock swung lewdly from side to side with each step. "Open wide piggy."
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