After a few more weeks she took her teasing to a new level, as we was laying there in bed doing are usual routine she moved her feet down from my face...to my hard crotch and pushed and rubbed, I thought she was trying to hurt me so I said "that don't hurt you know" and to my amazement she said "Ino ... I'm not trying to hurt you" . That's when I knew the little devil knew she was teasing me nd that I liked it. It progressed like this for a few more weeks and I really started to appreciate the. I tried again - straight to message bank. Her phone must be switched off.I didn't know what to do as the hours ticked by, 9 o'clock, 10, 11, midnight. I sat in bed waiting. At 3 in the morning I heard a car pull up and then drive off fast. I listened as footsteps slowly came up the stairs. The bedroom door opened and I gasped at what I saw. My beautiful wife stood there in what I can only describe as a micro dress - white, very short, plunging neckline and shoulder straps. She carried her shoes. "You like my lingerie then do you? Well, go on then, put that on!" What?" I replied, flustered and bemused by her request."You heard me, take your clothes off and put that on!" she said, raising her voice and pointing down at the lingerie.I felt trapped, my mind desperately trying to figure out this unsolvable puzzle. What else could I do? I thought, sliding my t-shirt over my head and unzipping my jeans.For a moment I stood, naked, all except for my briefs. A look of pity in my eyes as I. With that they separated knowing that they would never meet again and their little shared overheard conversation and comment would remain their secret.However the idea stuck with Jill and grew over the Christmas holiday. She found herself waking at night wet between her legs , masterbating in her sleep as scenarios played over in her head. New years eve came a drunken night out and taxi ride home. As they travelled back, Paul her partner asked “ so what’s your resolution ?”Without thinking she.