As I hang up I think for the millionth time what an amazing husband you are. So smart, talented, hard working and ambitious yet always there for me and so generous with showing me your love. My love for you wells up inside as I think of how to help you relax and feel better when you get home, as well as show you how much I love and appreciate you. A sly smile spreads across my, as you call them, ‘soft, full, irresistible’ lips, as an idea develops into a plan for pleasuring you. I want tonight to be all about you.
Over our eight years together I’ve mastered the wonderful art of teasing you by coming to understand what turns you on mentally and physically, knowing precisely where your most sensitive and responsive places are, and the speed and firmness of touch and suction you crave. “Tonight we’re going to turn it up a notch,” I thought to myself, grinning and feeling the initial pulses of horniness in my breasts and clit as I think of the night I have in store for you.
I’ve just finished making you a drink as you come through the door looking weary and drained. As you put your briefcase and keys down on the entryway table and gaze around at the dimmed lights and candles glowing you immediately know something’s up, but when you see me appear from the kitchen in my see-through, silky pale blue nightgown and G-string, my intentions for the evening become clear – or so you think.
Your face looks like you may object and your mouth starts to say something, but stops as I put the drink down on the entryway table beside you, look into your chocolate brown eyes and get lost in them as I whisper ‘hi baby’. I press against you and shiver slightly, my nipples hardening both from the cold wetness of snow on you as well as from inhaling the heady combination of your leather jacket, favorite cologne, and musky manly smell that drives me crazy.
Gently stroking your face and soft beard-covered chin with my fingertips, I place my lips on yours, very lightly for a few moments but as your strong arms envelop my waist and pull me closer I can’t help closing my eyes and pressing harder while allowing the tip of my tongue to feel the smooth silkiness of your lips. Your tongue meets mine and the familiar yet powerful surges of desire radiate through me as my hands move to slowly run my fingers through your dark hair and massage your scalp.
As we pull ourselves apart I rest my head on your shoulder and hug you tightly around the neck, feeling you bury your face in my thick, soft, curly brown hair and take a couple long, slow breaths.“ You’re wearing my favorite,” you murmur in my ear while a sexy grin appears on your face and I smile, knowing how much my Chanel perfume gets to you.
Your hands slowly roam down the small of my back to the curve of my ass, gently massaging both cheeks before pulling up the hem of my nightgown with one hand and softly caressing where my bottom meets my thighs with the other. Your touch feels so good and a soft moan escapes me, I want so badly to tell you not to stop, to kiss you again and feel your tongue in my mouth. But I remember that tonight is all about you, so before I lose myself to the sensations you’re creating I gently take your hand away from my ass and intertwine my fingers with yours, again looking in your eyes, slightly glazed over not just from tiredness but now desire as well.
“I love you so much baby,” I say softly. “You’re an amazing husband in so many ways, and I really appreciate how hard you work and your dedication to me and our life together. I really want to make tonight all about you, just having you relax and enjoy as I do everything I can to make you feel better.”
Silently you press your lips to my forehead, tip of my nose and mouth before saying “I love you too baby, more than I could ever say. Your idea is awesome, but I want you to be satisfied too…” you trail off giving me a questioning look.
“Don’t worry, I will be,” I say coyly, motioning for you to pick up your drink and leading you upstairs to the bedroom. The strong Irish coffee tastes delicious and you’re not sure if it’s the heat of the coffee, the whiskey, or the sight of my tiny G-string hugging the curves of my full hips and peeking out from my round, firm ass that’s warming and relaxing you more.
When we enter the bedroom I take the coffee from you and put it down on my nightstand next to the sandalwood scented candle I lit earlier, casting an ethereal glow and sensuous aroma around the room. Standing behind you, I help you remove your jacket as you quickly unbutton your shirt and remove it, then your T-shirt in one swift motion. You try to turn and face me but I put my hands on your firm shoulders to keep you still. “Just relax and let me do everything,” I say soothingly, while I step forward and allow just my hardened nipples to graze your bare back through the sheer, silky material of my nightie.
I feel your shoulders tense as I slowly move my nipples down your back to the waistline of your pants, then feel you shudder as I replace my breasts with the tip of my tongue on your spine and drag it lightly upwards. Repeating a few times, I then reach around to your hardening member, softly stroking it through your pants and briefs while drawing small circles on your back with my tongue and lips and pressing my breasts into you.
Feeling your hardness swelling I unbuckle your belt and unbutton your pants, slipping my hand onto your cock over your briefs and letting your pants fall to the floor as you step out of them. I take just a fingertip and lightly brush it repeatedly against the underside of your cock head then circle it oh-so-slowly, hearing a low moan escape your lips and feeling your cock begin to twitch slightly as the cotton in between our skin combined with my teasing touches stimulates you further still. I whisper “That’s it…let me tease you until your cock wants to burst…I love making you hard baby…”
Your head rolls back and you lean back further into me, my lips go to your ear lobe, softly sucking and barely pulling, my tongue tip occasionally tracing its way up and down the edge of your ear. My left hand gently brushes and tweaks your nipples, occasionally pinching them just enough to cause slight pain, as my right hand fingernails lightly drag up and down your now rock hard dick, every so often circling just your cock head with alternating firm and soft pressure.
Breathing heavily, you lean forward, placing your hands on the bed, my hands never straying from their missions. “Baby, I need to lie down, my knees are too weak for this kind of sweet torture,” you say huskily, and my hands leave you in order for you to climb on the bed, turning to lie on your back with your legs hanging over the side, your erection straining for release against your briefs even as your body relaxes from finally being able to lie down after your stressful week.
Giving you a few moments to get completely comfortable, and giving myself the chance to view your firm body laid out before me, your eyes eventually focus on me and I feel you drinking me in the same as I am you. Your eyes hungrily traveling over my shapely, creamy thighs, lush hips, trim waist and full breasts make me somehow feel shy and very excited simultaneously.
I climb up on the bed, hovering over you. My silky, see-through nightgown hangs down, brushing your firm chest and stomach, tickling your curly chest hairs. My round 36D breasts are silhouetted by the candlelight, large dark pink areolas jutting out with diamond hard nipples from the stimulation of rubbing them on your back. You catch sight of them and your hands move instinctively to cup them underneath my gown. As much as they are craving your touch, I sit up slightly and circle my fingers around your wrists, gently guiding them to the bed on either side of your head and pinning them there, my face now directly over yours.
A wicked grin spreads across your face as your eyes grow darker with desire, silently telling me how much you love when I take control. I grin back and lower my body down on yours, my lips now going to your ear as my sensitive nipples press into yours, my thighs spreading to press my hot, moist pussy over your brief-covered cock. The heat from between my legs further warms your manhood, the slight clit stimulation sending electric shocks to my abdomen and breasts, forcing a gasp and moan from my lips into your ear, your dick twitching and hips grinding in response.
I lift my head to gaze into your lustful eyes and between brushing my lips against yours in light, soft kisses, whisper “I’m going….to make you….cum so hard….make you….feel so good…” You lift your head off the bed to kiss me deeply, our tongues intertwining and tangoing between our mouths, bodies shifting, unconsciously trying to find the relief that they desperately seek. When we separate you hold my gaze and say hungrily “I want to feel all of you, be inside you, surrounded by you.” But I want to ensure an experience you won’t forget, so I wordlessly guide your hands behind your head and give you a look that clearly says ‘don’t move them unless I say so’.