Sprayed on my desk

Dear friends, I'm not very talented, as I haven't had the chance to create anything because I haven't had the opportunity to expose my wife. But this morning I finally had the chance, because I had a painter come to my house to touch up the paint. So I organized the photos I had taken of her in the morning and put them on my desktop, named "Grandma," and then put a sexy photo on the desktop.

Oh right, I forgot to introduce my lovely wife, her name is "Xiao Meng," she is 162cm tall, weighs 48kg, and has a C-cup. The photo shows her in a sexy nightgown with thin straps and a low neckline, the straps almost falling down, revealing a little bit of her areola and clitoris. I also selected more than 10 photos from the same series to make a screensaver, which I set to automatically play after 10 minutes. While I was setting it up, I was so excited that my mind went blank, and I almost forgot how to set it up. I was so silly.

After everything was arranged, I waited for the main character to arrive. Then the doorbell rang, which startled me. After thinking for a moment, I decided to go for it and got up to open the door.

There was only a middle-aged painter. I led him to the living room and watched him spread out the newspapers and put down his tools. We chatted a bit during the preparations and I learned he was a single painter in his forties, and he knew it was just my wife and me living there. I thought to myself, "You're in luck!"

Let me first describe the computer room. It's actually quite simple: two computers by the window. That wall needed repainting because of the typhoon, and my computer was further inside, so you wouldn't notice it until later in the painting. I think a 22-inch computer should be easy to spot.

Leading him to the computer room door, I excused myself to get a trash bag and asked him to go in and lay out newspapers. At that moment, I ran to the kitchen to peek. I saw him stop halfway through laying out the newspapers, his eyes fixed on the screen, glancing around every now and then. Of course, I didn't let him notice me. I watched as he moved closer and closer to the screen, examining it carefully for a while.

Then, I deliberately shouted, "Is that enough newspaper?" He was startled, scattering newspapers all over the floor. He picked them up, shouting, "That's enough!" I went in, and he had just finished laying out the newspapers. He casually asked me, "Won't your wife be angry if you put up pictures of hot girls like that?" I replied, "Of course not, because that's her."

He paused for a moment and said, "You two are really open-minded, letting everyone see the photos." I replied that they were just revealing pictures. But actually, I was quite pleased, and I think he was too.

Then he said he wanted to use the bathroom, so I took him to the master bedroom. Why the master bathroom? There was a reason: the master bedroom door faces the computer room, which is an open-plan space with no door, while the master bathroom has no door and must be locked from the outside. I wanted him to know this, as it would help with my later plans. Then I came out and noticed the screen saver had popped up. I quickly reset it to 3 minutes, and just then I heard the flushing sound, so I ran to the living room to watch TV.

After he came out and went into the computer room, I grabbed a newspaper and went in, saying I wanted to use it too, and told him to take his time painting. Because the paint smell was so strong, I locked the door after entering the room and deliberately slammed the bathroom door shut. Then I took a chair and peeked through the crack in the door above, and I saw him looking at the screen, quite close to it. I glanced at him for a moment, then started doing my work.

After a while, I thought it was about time, so I peeked through the crack in the door again. He stopped again and stood in front of the computer. I thought of those ten-odd photos of my wife, from when she was dressed to when she took them off piece by piece . It was as if she were slowly undressing in front of a stranger. Her thin bra straps fell down, revealing her breasts hanging from her nipples. Her clothes fell down, revealing her pink nipples. She lay on the bed making gestures like cupping and squeezing her breasts

. Then I saw the painter unzip his shirt, take out his clothes, and slowly put them on. I got excited and did the same.

Maybe it was too stimulating, because he accidentally bumped the table, and the program stopped. I saw him reach for the mouse with his right hand. I thought he must have seen the file, because my files were displayed in view mode for easy browsing. I watched him fiddle with it, watching my wife slowly become disheveled, taking off her clothes piece by piece, until she lay naked on the bed, revealing her beautiful breasts and pink nipples. That's when I ejaculated.

Damn, he sprayed on my table!

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