Today is different. Today, Matt will be coming home. It’s been a long time since I last saw him.
I am confused and worried about what I would wear. It’s been a while you see. I am not sure if his preferences are still the same. I am not sure he will like the “dirty” things we usually talk about anymore. And also, I want to give him something he’ll remember. There are two problems though.
Firstly, I feel inept and gauche when it comes to intimacy. My height and stature doesn’t help matters. I always feel like there’s a lot more effort to put in. So I started working out. Increasing my flexibility. I hope he will not find me wanting.
Secondly, I got new pairs of lingerie in addition to other sexual materials that Ann Summers had to offer me. I wear the red. One of his favourite colours.
He comes in at 3:06pm.
Hey!! His lips curved into that smile I love so much as his gazed appreciatingly at my body.
I-I just got it newly, I stuttered, and I hope you like it.
Get a grip on yourself!
I decided I would not let nerves take the better of me.
I walked provocatively to him. My small hips swinging from side to side. I have missed you all this while I murmur in his ears. Gently nipping at his ear lobes
Small victory for me. Yasss!!
I’ve been thinking long and hard about what I’m going to do to you tonight, I said. As I gently pushed him down to the bed.
Oh yeah? He cocked his eyebrow.
Yeah. And I’ve decided on Sexploration.
I straddle him. He stared fixedly at my middle and starts to rub my thighs in that sensual way only him could.
I moan softly. God I missed his touch.
Alia. Get a grip. Don’t let him make you lose focus now.
I shifted my body to feel his hardening shaft, linked our fingers together and lean down as if going for a kiss; stopping just at the corner of his lips.
Don’t worry I whispered. You’ll get your turn.
I could tell he was momentarily distracted. He always loved the fullness of my lips. I swooped in then, held his hands to the bedpost, I pulled out my satin scarf from underneath the pillow and tied him up.
He didn’t say anything but his expression went from shock to excitement in a few seconds.
He smiled lazily. So now you have me bound mistress, what are you going to do to me.
Another look at his inviting mouth made me want to change my mind and have him right there.
I slowly and deliberately went about stripping him of his clothing.
I want you to lay completely limp and let me just explore your body, feel every angle, stoke every hole. Can you do that for me?
He nods gruffly.
Tell me all the dirty little things you do when you masturbate, Tell me everything, baby. Tell me how you play with yourself.
I tentatively reach for his nipples. I could spend hours on your nipples; licking, sucking, and tasting you.
Dear gawd, he moaned out of pure ecstasy.
Shhh… Don’t make a sound until I tell you to… and if you do, I’m going to pause and wait until you can be quiet again, like a good boy that you are.
I wet my index finger, swoop in on the right nipple. Drawing circles, stroking back and forth. I could feel him hardening.
I continue to whisper sweet nothings into his ears. Slowly increasing the strokes on his nipple
I love how hard you get when I stroke you.
I want you to whisper in my ears about how this feels.
I work my other hand lazily to his arousal. Teasing the tip, feeling each vein on his bulge, back and forth, back and forth.
His breathing became more audible, his heart rate sped up.
Shhh… Don’t cum until I want you to.
Before you cum, I want you to imagine fingering me with my clothes mostly on…
That wetness on my silky red underwear just like this… I press my middle to the base of his shaft. He moves almost greedily to re-position my entrance where it should rightly be.
Uh Uh.. no.. I said I want you to be completely limp. Now you get punished.
He gritted his teeth and watched me as I climbed off him. I took off my panties and left my bra on with my fish-net thights. I grabbed the chair and positioned myself in front of him so he can have a clear view.
I slant my hips down and raise my legs to the chair. Showing him my wetness.
I took my finger to my lips and sensually licked it. Moaning as I did so. He loved it when I moaned.
I rubbed my clit in deliberate slow circles even as I stared at his arousal grow even bigger.
Matt… your punishment is this. I am going to press my mound against your thigh, drag my lips across your body, tracing every edge and then I am going to find you with my tongue. Taking every inch of you in my mouth….
Dear readers, this is my imagination….. Excusez-moi!