The lights were off and Tom stood leaning against the window frame in his bedroom. Arms folded. Idoly watching the strong spring winds whip the branches of the trees and shrubs outside. Listening to the erotic whistling of the long needle pines near the window. Calling to him. Feeling the winds brush, seemingly feather-like, against his bare skin as they blow thru the partially open window and brushed the curtains aside.

Waiting for his wife to emerge from the bathroom. Wondering what Janet would say if he asked her to go outside to make love.

Janet checked herself in the bathtroom mirror. She shook her long curly golden hair and adjusted the slit in the crouch of her black fishnet catsuit that had just come in the mail that morning. Her normally full triangle of pussy hair shaved clean for tonight. Her double d breasts not even close to being contained by the stretchy sheer mesh. Her husband lovingly calls her `well built', but she's heard what others say about her figure. Volupuous is more to the truth. But her belly was flat and her hips were only slightly larger than her chest measurement. Not including her large round breasts. Overall she very much liked the way she looked and was proud of her body. Finally she stepped into a pair of red patent leather stiletto heeled pumps and flipped off the light.

The total darkness made her pause for several minutes until her eyes adjusted. Her hands resting on the cool white enamel of the sink.

Slowly inching the door open she could see Tom clearly standing at the window. Gazing at the windy darkness outside. Feeling hot and sexy in her fishnet catsuit she moved with supprising grace and stealth over to her husband and moved up behind him. Her arms snaked around his waist and she pressed her warm front against the bare skin of his back. A shiver moved along his spine.

She could almost feel the smile grow on his face, and he reached around with one arm and pulled her around to his front.

"I didn't hear you sneek up."

"I know. I didn't want you to."

Her hand closed around his large member and began stroking his length.

"Tell me oh long hard one, how would you like to have me tonight?" She whispered softly. Her heels making her almost as tall as he.

Tom looked into her eyes. "Do you really want to know?"

Janet was somewhat taken aback by his answer. They had always had what she thought was great sex and very open communication about what the other wanted and liked. She snuggled closer and buried her face in the side of his neck.

"That's a very silly question. You know I always want to know what you like. Just as you like to know what pleases me sexually. Now, tell me what you really want to do tonight my love."

Tom took a deep breath and slowly let it out.

"I would like to go outside and make love. In the backyard."

Janet leaned back and looked at him. Cocking her head to one side and smiled.

"If that's what you want to do. Then we will." Then a long pause and Tom thought she might be having second thoughts. "But, while I'm well dressed for a little romp in the darkness in our backyard, you need to be covered in black too. Just in case someone should look outside. To make it harder to see us you understand."

Tom hugged her tightly in relief. "I thought you might like to try it. I just wasn't sure..."

"Say no more."

Janet peeled herself away from the warmth of her husband and went to the chest of drawers and pulled out several pieces of clothes. Tossing them on the bed.

An old black longsleeve turtleneck from Land's End that had been washed on hot once too often was now a size too small for him, and a pair of black fishnets with seams running up the backs of the legs. Then over to the closet and dug out a pair of old brown leather over-the-calf moccassons that tied up the front.

"There." Feeling pleased with herself for comming up with a sexy black costume on the spur of the moment. "Put that on."

"Fishnets?"

"I think they'll look really sexy on you. Trust me. Hmmmm... But first go and nair everything from your waist down. Hairy legs look ugly in tights."

Tom glanced outside.

"Don't worry, the wind and darkness will be their when you're finished."

About thirty minutes later Tom stepped out of the bathroom. His body smooth and hairless from the waist down.

Janet examined him closely. "Hmmmmm. I should have had you do that years ago. Now, get dressed."

Tom began pulling on the fishnets.

"Why do I need a costume?"

"Oh, no specific reason. But I was talking to Sandy at lunch and well, you know, we got to talking about you and her husband. Woman talk. Compairing husbands and sex. She was telling me how much they liked to roleplay. Something you and I have never tried. She even has complete costumes for them to wear. And he actually likes to wear tights! Then she showed me pictures from past roleplaying sessions. Anyway, the point is, she and I agree, men look really sexy in tights. Any tights."

"Ok, I'm ready."

Tom stood and Janet inspected him again. "Verrrry niiiccce... And when you're ready to plug me just pull the front of the fishnets down."

Her hand again began stroking his semi-firm rod thru the fishnets. Feeling it swell with blood in her hand. It curved off over one hip.

"You know I think I could learn to like this. Espeically the hairless legs and tights bit."

"Thought so. Now, tell me why you want to make love outside."

They headed downstairs and stepped out the back door onto their simple wooden deck.

He whispered. "It's the wind. You know how I love windy days. I love windy nights ten times more. It just seems so increadibly erotic. Just as you love stormy nights. I don't know what it is specifically..."

He took her hand and lead her out towards the middle of the yard. Taking a quick glance around, making sure the neighbor's lights were out and they were, most likely, asleep at this late hour.

Tom pulled her close and nibbled on her ear lobe. The wind whipping around their squirming form. Janet pressed her shapely warm body against his. Her hips pressing even more firmly against his. His nibbles sending deliscious shivers down her spine.

"You were right about the costume. It really does add something to it."

A hint of her naturally bubbily personality coming out as she giggled and through her head back exposing her pale throat to him.

The more he thought about it, a costume would also enhance several other areas of there sex life.

He kissed every inch of her neck and shoulders. Then turned her around. The wind hitting her squarely from the front. Tom pressed himself against her and she arched her back pressing her round hips back against his narrow ones. She moaned softly with delight as she felt her husband's shaft press straight up between her cheeks. His hands caressed their way up her body painted with black fishnet until they cupped her massive breasts.

"Ooooooooooooooohhhhh yeeeeesssss... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, Tom..." Her words barely audible over the winds.

Janet loved to have him feel her massive orbs. The way he massaged and fondled her pale jugs, cupped and caressed their silky smooth skin. Finally rolling her large brown nipples between his fingers. Then pinching them hard. She sucked air through her teeth then moaned long and load, loving the way the sharp stabbing pain mixed with intense pleasure and exploded in her chest radiating downward. It made her feel so alive and sexy, yet so dirty at the same time. She didn't want him to stop.

The feel of his lips on her neck and shoulders were heaven and she too felt the heightened erotic feeling of being outside where they might be seen by anyone looking out their window. Illuminated by only a half moon in a cloudless sky. Janet suddenly had an intense urge to put on a cape and simply stand and let the wind blow it behind her or around her shapely body. Now she really understood what Sandy ment about costumes and roleplaying. But, some other night.

Janet stood and simply enjoyed the touch of her husband's warm hands on her large breasts and the feel of his erection between her cheeks. Imagining the feel of him separating her cheeks and slamming his cock deep into her ass and pumping load after load into her. She squirmed with delight.

As if reading her mind Tom took his hot tool out and placed it between her legs. Up against her swollen excited pussy lips. Lubing himself up with her pleantiful juices. She had always been a real juicer, and she could feel her sweet juices pouring down her inner thighs even now. Soaking her fishnet. She reached back and pulled his lips to hers and sucked his tongue into her mouth. A wet passionate kiss. Her curly hair blowing back.

"Take me, my husband, I'm ready." She said just loud enough for him to hear her over the winds as they howled thru the pines nearby.

Tom pushed her over, she grabbed the arms of a chair and he did what she most wanted. She felt him separated her ass cheeks and slip a finger into her butt. Then two, Then three, and finally four. Mean while his other hand was stroking and lubing his large cock with petrolium jelly. Then his fingers were removed and just the round head of his cock entered her. Then as she likes it, Tom jerked his hips forward and buried his cock deep between her cheeks. Janet gasped with the mild pain and erotic pleasure of his penitration. She relaxed some more and he began pumping her. Within minutes she shuddered with an orgasm. Made more intense by his rod pumping her butt.

Tom then pulled out and Janet layed in the grass. He quickly knelt between her thighs and rubbed his head between her swollen hyper sensitive petals. And again jerked his hips forward. Her legs hooked around his hips. The sharp points of her heels digging into his cheeks driving him deeper into her cunt.

She loved just feeling him inside her, but this was increadibly erotic. Tom was right. Being outside on this dark windy night. Making love in the middle of their backyard where others might see them, was seemed to heighten any erotic sexual feelings or emotions. The costumes she had them wear was just icing on the cake. And a very sweet icing at that.

Barb tightened her pussy muscles and smiled at Tom's reaction as he very slowly pulled his rod out until just the head was left in, then slammed it into her. Over and over. It didn't take long until Barb felt her climax begin again. Her body squirming wildly under him. Then suddenly it exploded and she grabbed his ass and dug her long fingernails into his cheeks. She could swair she drew blood. Tom machine gunned her clit in response. Pounding her hard and fast. Suddenly his loins exploded with pleasure and Barb felt his cock pulse as load after load of white sticky cum shot from the end of his hot dick. She felt it fill her and mix with her juices. Now squirting out from around his shaft and running down between her cheeks.

The release was sweet heaven. They lay there enjoying the warmth of each other's body and let the winds whip around their forms. Kissing a wet passionate kiss. Tongues dancing and exploring. Her sharp heels no longer digging into his ass. Absently she held her fingertips up and was pleased to see his blood on the tips of her unpainted nails.

Suddenly they froze with fear and panic at the sound of someone stepping out onto their neighbor's back porch. The want to run back into the house was intense, but Tom held his hand lightly over her mouth. Both lay still and held their breaths with anticipation of what would happen next. For a painfully long minute they lay still until a second set of foot steps was heard on their neighbor's back porch. Cautiously Tom looked around. He didn't hear anybody over the winds but someone dressed in black moved in Sandy and Tom's backard.

Their hearts were pounding as they moved as quickly and quietly as possible to the chain link fence that separated the yards. Several large shrubs provided ample cover.

The neighbor's yard, unlike their's, had been recently landscaped. A multilevel wooden deck jutted out from the back of the house and rambled though thick and lush landscaping that made seeing anyone almost impossible. The faint hum of the jucuzzi pump could be heard hidden nearby. They could just see the lights in the bubbling waters of the large octagon jucuzzi. It too was tucked and hidden to one side.

Their neighbors had, not two weeks ago, let them use it while they were out late at a party. The memory of those hot bubbling waters swirling around them as they made love, began to get her arroused. They had very much enjoyed those relaxing waters.

Tom glanced at his wife. She was stairing at something. Her eyes wide. He tried to see what she saw.

He recognized her body. It was Sandy. Tom staired at her also. She was wearing a costume similiar to his wife's. The sheerest of black catsuits with longsleeves. Black stiletto heels and short black lycra gloves. A tight black lycra hood covered her head and her long brown hair was hanging out a hole in the back. Her eyes and mouth were open. He could just make out a narrow slit of pale skin showing in the crouch. About six inches taller than Janet and more slender and athletic. But what was she doing in her backyard in that costume? His wife seemed to sense his questions and scooted close. She placed her mouth up to his ear, first nibbling on his lobe sending shivers down his spine, then whispering in it.

"Remember I told you Sandy and Alex like to roleplay in costume." And she squatted by her husband's side.

Tom nodded, and they watched silently the drama unfolding barely ten feet in front of them.

Sandy was hiding behind a large shrub next to a wooden bench mounded on the deck. Peering around the sides and top. Several long silent minutes went by and nothing happened. Just the sounds of the trees and bushes being whipped this way and that by the winds. Suddenly, Janet gave a small scream as, what could only be Sandy's husband, jumped out from the side and grabbed her around the waist and they rolled on the thick grass. Tom ending up sitting on her hips and pinning her arms to the ground over her head.

Appearently they hadn't heard her scream. Or it didn't bother them that they were being watched.

"What have we here. A catburgular?"

Sandy struggled. "Get off of me!" She said hissed angerly.

"Sorry, but your going to jail."

Her tone suddenly changed to pleading. "No please." Then to seduction. "I'll do anything... I'll make it very worth your while..." Her voice dripping with sensuality that only a woman caught in the act, can exude.

Tom and his wife squatted behind a bush rivited to the action. Both wide eyed with the erotic excitement of the chase, capture, and seeming bondage of the thief. Janet examined closely what he was wearing. Trying to remember some of the pictures of their costumes from other roleplaying sessions that Sandy had shown her. It seemed simple enough. Short black ankle boots, thin black tights, a blue lycra leotard with longsleeves and a turtleneck, a lycra hood like like the one Sandy was now wearing but no hole in the back for the hair to hang out of, black lycra gloves, and a what looked like a long full circle black cape that was being blown off to the side giving them a full view of both bodies. She had to admit that for someone in their late thirties he sure looked good in tights and she could clearly see the long rigid buldge in the crouch of his leotard. She wondered how he was going to get it out to plug his wife. If that was his plan. The slit in her crouch also clearly visible. Just likethe one in Janet's crouch. She could even feel her own juices begin to flow watching the sexy scene unfold before them. Feel the juices oozing down her inner thighs.

"Really? Anything?"

"Anything..." Her voice a soft whisper, barely heard over the wind, and dripping with sex.

Tom first unpinned her arms and moved his hands to her sides, then slipped one leg between her thighs. She slowly spread her legs. His other knee moved over her thigh and Sandy wrapped her legs up around his waist. Janet paid close attention to his hand, and saw that Tom simply pulled back the crouch of his leotard. His manhood hanging out a small hole in the tights. Several ideas ran thru her head all at once before she refocused on her neighbors. He was placing the large round head of his rigid shaft between her clit and rubbing it up and down. Separating her delicate petals. Slowly working it into her tight wetness. An inch deeper into her luscious hips with each movement of his narrow hips. The last thrust buried his tool deep in her warmth. Deep in her hips. Her body slid slightly on the thick green grass as their hips met. She reached around Tom's tight ass and pulled her hole onto his rod even as he jerked his hips forward to meet her. Over and over.

Janet could just catch the sight of his rod slipping and in and out of her. His balls swinging back and forth and slapping her ass with each thrust. It was making her juices really flow. Pouring from her excited clit. Down her fishnet covered thighs. Dripping into a puddle below her hot cunt. And she couldn't believe how long it took Alex to cum. By her figuring he fucked his wife her for over ten minutes. She was thinking Tom needed more practice to stay rigid longer.

Finally Sandy began bucking with her climax and tightened her cunt muscles. Alex really slammed the last dozen thrusts into her. Spasming. Shooting load after load into her hips. The warmth of her sweet pussy.

Finally collasping on top of her. Kissing. Wetly. Passionately. For several long minutes. His shaft softening and slipping out of her. Janet glimpsed him recovering his shaft in the crouch of the leotard.

Then Alex abruptly stood up, and taking one of Sandy's arms, pulled her up and through her over his shoulder.

"Now it's off to jail, my little catburgular."

"Bastard! You promised!" She hissed angerly. Propping herself up with her hands braced on his back.

"I promised nothing."

Tom and Janet watched as he carried her to the jucuzzi and set her down. Hidden almost entirely from view.

They turned slowly and began to inch their way quietly towards their back door. And froze, as Sandy called out to them.

"Tom, Janet, want to join us in the jucuzzi?"

They were horrified. Caught like rats. They had watched them make love and they knew it all along. Turning slowly and with looks of `We didn't mean to watch you make love.' on their faces and feeling suddenly naked.

They stood on the other side of the chain link fence in their costumes. Alex's cape blowing dramatically behind him.

"Join us?" She asked casually.

"Um... We, um..."

"Please?"

Tom through up his hands. "Sure. What the hell, but let us get out suits."

"Don't bother Tom. We don't have our suits. Just strip and hop in with us. By the way, nice fishnets." Sandy added. He blushed.

Tom and Janet looked at each other and walked around into their yard.

"Listen I'm really sorry about..." Janet began.

Alex cut her off. "Forget about it. Our pleasure." They quickly stripped from their skin tight costumes and stepped carefully into the warm swirling waters. "We actually got off even more with you watching. Maybe you should join us some time."

Janet's naturally bubbly personality came out. "Really!? You mean it? Wow, that would be great fun."

Alex looked at Sandy with a sly smile. "We think so."

END.