I hear our doorbell ring, followed by muffled talking. Our bedroom door opens. My wife climbs on the bed behind me, and guides his dick into my hand. Whispering in my ear, she narrates the scene to me.
Without sight, my senses of touch, taste, and hearing are more vivid. Her words feed into my active imagination.
"You do know him, sissy," she states softly. "He's so large and hard in your hand. He's starting to smile as he watches you take him into your mouth. I wonder...who could he be?"
This time she allows me to pleasure him to completion on my own. When he's done, they both watch as I savor every drop. He leaves our house before my wife removes the blindfold.
She torments me for days afterwards, wondering aloud which of the various men we know was in our bedroom.
