“Best part is I get to watch the show.”
She smiled and reached back to unzip the
skirt. With a wiggle of her legs, the garment slid past her hips to the floor.
Brian sat forward and eased his sweater and t-shirt over his head, revealing
his well-defined chest and the dark happy trail of hair leading below the
waistband of his pants. Reaching behind herself a second time, she unclasped
the black lace bra and rid herself of that as well.
“Much better.” Brian reached out to twist
one of her nipples as Olivia knelt before him.
“Mmm.” She made quick work of the button
and zipper on his jeans. “Let’s see what you have waiting for me.”
He raised his hips and she pulled his pants
and boxer briefs down his legs, freeing his rigid cock. Olivia had always held
a strange pride at the fact that her husband had better than average
endowments, but wasn’t so big that he was imposing. Perfect. He’s absolutely
perfect.
She placed her hands on his thighs and
started at the base, dragging her tongue along the underside of his dick. A
guttural groan left his mouth and she repeated the action several times,
enjoying her influence over him. His hips twitched and she sensed that he was
ready for far more, so she wrapped her fingers around his length and began to
roll her pursed lips over the tip.
She sucked until her lips circled the
sensitive ridge and let him go with a pop . Over and over she continued
while pumping his smooth skin with one hand and fondling his balls with the
other. He grew even harder in her hand and his breaths became choppy and short.
“Oh yeah, Liv. Just like that,” he gasped
before he dropped his head against the back of the couch. “Yes, yes, yes.”
Olivia pulled her hair back in a twist and
doubled her pace, more importantly tightening the grip of both her hand and
lips. “Mmm,” she hummed when she sensed just how close he was.
He grabbed at the edge of the sofa cushion
as tension rippled beneath the surface of his skin, rocketing out of him as he
called her name. She stilled herself as his body clutched and relaxed, many
times over. Carefully she let him go and pressed her lips to the soft skin of
his hip.
“Incredible, honey,” he said, reaching down
to cradle her head in his hands. He leaned forward and placed a single kiss on
her nose.
She rested her elbows on his thighs and
peered up into his eyes, which were so peaceful in icy blue. He rarely looked
that relaxed anymore. A few hours into their weekend and things had already
been better than she could have hoped for. “What do you want to do now? Maybe a
nap?”
“I was thinking shopping. We can discuss
the rest of the weekend while we’re out.”
“What are we shopping for?”
“Lingerie.” He bit his lip, leaving behind
a tiny red mark. “Very unusual lingerie.”
Chapter Three
“These bras cost more than a trip to the
grocery store,” Olivia whispered, thumbing her way through the racks.
“So?” Brian answered, tracing his fingers
along her spine. “I make plenty of money and you deserve it.”
“But you don’t need to treat me to this.
The hotel and the weekend away is enough.”
“This isn’t just for you, you know.” He
pecked her on the nose before handing her a lacy dark-purple teddy along with
several other selections he’d made. “Now let’s get your cute little ass into
that fitting room.”
They strolled to the back of the store
where the manager, Chantalle, had perfectly set the stage for a man to spend an
absurd amount of money on his wife or girlfriend.
The softly lit dressing room had
black-and-white flocked wallpaper in an ornate brocade pattern along with a
high-backed velvet upholstered chair that had the unmistakable look of a king’s
throne. Clearly, they’ve done this before. Champagne was on ice, two
glasses waiting.
Chantalle hung the array of intricate
garments on hooks and placed several pairs of panties on a long upholstered
bench. “Please let me know if I can
She smiled and reached back to unzip the
skirt. With a wiggle of her legs, the garment slid past her hips to the floor.
Brian sat forward and eased his sweater and t-shirt over his head, revealing
his well-defined chest and the dark happy trail of hair leading below the
waistband of his pants. Reaching behind herself a second time, she unclasped
the black lace bra and rid herself of that as well.
“Much better.” Brian reached out to twist
one of her nipples as Olivia knelt before him.
“Mmm.” She made quick work of the button
and zipper on his jeans. “Let’s see what you have waiting for me.”
He raised his hips and she pulled his pants
and boxer briefs down his legs, freeing his rigid cock. Olivia had always held
a strange pride at the fact that her husband had better than average
endowments, but wasn’t so big that he was imposing. Perfect. He’s absolutely
perfect.
She placed her hands on his thighs and
started at the base, dragging her tongue along the underside of his dick. A
guttural groan left his mouth and she repeated the action several times,
enjoying her influence over him. His hips twitched and she sensed that he was
ready for far more, so she wrapped her fingers around his length and began to
roll her pursed lips over the tip.
She sucked until her lips circled the
sensitive ridge and let him go with a pop . Over and over she continued
while pumping his smooth skin with one hand and fondling his balls with the
other. He grew even harder in her hand and his breaths became choppy and short.
“Oh yeah, Liv. Just like that,” he gasped
before he dropped his head against the back of the couch. “Yes, yes, yes.”
Olivia pulled her hair back in a twist and
doubled her pace, more importantly tightening the grip of both her hand and
lips. “Mmm,” she hummed when she sensed just how close he was.
He grabbed at the edge of the sofa cushion
as tension rippled beneath the surface of his skin, rocketing out of him as he
called her name. She stilled herself as his body clutched and relaxed, many
times over. Carefully she let him go and pressed her lips to the soft skin of
his hip.
“Incredible, honey,” he said, reaching down
to cradle her head in his hands. He leaned forward and placed a single kiss on
her nose.
She rested her elbows on his thighs and
peered up into his eyes, which were so peaceful in icy blue. He rarely looked
that relaxed anymore. A few hours into their weekend and things had already
been better than she could have hoped for. “What do you want to do now? Maybe a
nap?”
“I was thinking shopping. We can discuss
the rest of the weekend while we’re out.”
“What are we shopping for?”
“Lingerie.” He bit his lip, leaving behind
a tiny red mark. “Very unusual lingerie.”
Chapter Three
“These bras cost more than a trip to the
grocery store,” Olivia whispered, thumbing her way through the racks.
“So?” Brian answered, tracing his fingers
along her spine. “I make plenty of money and you deserve it.”
“But you don’t need to treat me to this.
The hotel and the weekend away is enough.”
“This isn’t just for you, you know.” He
pecked her on the nose before handing her a lacy dark-purple teddy along with
several other selections he’d made. “Now let’s get your cute little ass into
that fitting room.”
They strolled to the back of the store
where the manager, Chantalle, had perfectly set the stage for a man to spend an
absurd amount of money on his wife or girlfriend.
The softly lit dressing room had
black-and-white flocked wallpaper in an ornate brocade pattern along with a
high-backed velvet upholstered chair that had the unmistakable look of a king’s
throne. Clearly, they’ve done this before. Champagne was on ice, two
glasses waiting.
Chantalle hung the array of intricate
garments on hooks and placed several pairs of panties on a long upholstered
bench. “Please let me know if I can
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