phone, trying to sound sexy.
“Do you know how hard it was to have a meeting with the minister when all I could think about was fucking you all afternoon?” Tom growled in a deep husky voice.
Shivers went down my spine. I loved his voice. I could listen to his deep and gravelly tone for hours and when it adopted that husky tinge when he was aroused it always made me wet.
“I’m coming home. When I get there I’m going to fuck you hard and fast. Wear something sexy and be ready for me.”
The phone disconnected.
Heat and cream rushed between my legs.
We were going to do this.
I read through my copy of the letter, priming myself for the scene ahead.
Dear Tom
As an additional gift for our crystal anniversary, I have organised for my parents to take the kids for the last Friday of the month for the next year. On that Friday, we are going to do something special. Tonight, I want to do the following.
Before you leave work I want you to call me and say. “I’m getting ready to come home and fuck you hard and fast. Wear something sexy and be ready for me.”
I’m not going to tell you what I’m going to wear except that I won’t have any underwear so you’ve got instant access.
As soon as you walk in the door, I want you to push me against the wall and completely surround me with your hardness and strength. I can already feel my pulse start to pound at the thought.
Grasp my face in your hands and take my lips hard and fast, delving your tongue in deep, before you trail kisses down my neck and suck on my favourite spot.
“I want you now,” you should growl as you impatiently undo your belt.
“I’m yours,” I’ll reply as I lower your zip and free your cock before I stroke it.
Reach down and grab me behind one knee and pull it up so it’s nearly to my chest then with one hard thrust bury yourself inside me.
For a moment we’ll stand there while I adjust to your size, staring at each other, knowing the pleasure that’s about to come.
“Fuck me now,” I’ll say.
At my signal, you will drive into me again and again until we both explode with pleasure.
The anticipation is driving me wild.
Love, Sherry.
As soon as I hear d the car, I went to the door and opened it. I couldn’t wait a second longer. My heart was fluttering with excitement and my legs were shaking with anticipation. If this was how I felt now, how was I going to be able to remain standing when Tom thrust inside me? I would have to rely on him to hold me up. I just hoped his legs were up to the challenge.
Tom strode up the few stairs to the front door and pushed inside, closing the door behind him with a shove . He seemed just as eager as I was. Within moments I was backed against the wall, pressed between the hardness of Tom’s chest and the plaster behind me. Instant heat shot through to my pussy.
Tom grabbed my face and devoured my mouth, his tongue twisting against mine.
I was immersed in heat. Surrounded by pressure, I felt as though my pleasure was intensified. It felt bigger compressed into such a small space.
Tom’s lips dragged down my throat.
I moaned in delight.
When he bit the tender area between my neck and shoulder, I would have collapsed if he hadn’t been holding me up with his body.
“I want you now.” Tom undid his belt and I helped him with his zipper.
His erection sprang out, hard and eager.
“I’m yours,” I finally remembered to gasp. I felt a bit silly with such a proclamation. I normally don’t speak during sex, let alone telling Tom I belong to him. However, knowing Tom was expecting it helped me to squeeze out the words.
Tom grasped behind my left knee and pulled up my leg. “I love these shoes. They’re fucking hot.”
I felt my pussy clench. Tom was much better at talking than I was. Although it puzzled me how he could think in the heat of passion. Without the lines I’d rehearsed, my brain wouldn’t be able to
“Do you know how hard it was to have a meeting with the minister when all I could think about was fucking you all afternoon?” Tom growled in a deep husky voice.
Shivers went down my spine. I loved his voice. I could listen to his deep and gravelly tone for hours and when it adopted that husky tinge when he was aroused it always made me wet.
“I’m coming home. When I get there I’m going to fuck you hard and fast. Wear something sexy and be ready for me.”
The phone disconnected.
Heat and cream rushed between my legs.
We were going to do this.
I read through my copy of the letter, priming myself for the scene ahead.
Dear Tom
As an additional gift for our crystal anniversary, I have organised for my parents to take the kids for the last Friday of the month for the next year. On that Friday, we are going to do something special. Tonight, I want to do the following.
Before you leave work I want you to call me and say. “I’m getting ready to come home and fuck you hard and fast. Wear something sexy and be ready for me.”
I’m not going to tell you what I’m going to wear except that I won’t have any underwear so you’ve got instant access.
As soon as you walk in the door, I want you to push me against the wall and completely surround me with your hardness and strength. I can already feel my pulse start to pound at the thought.
Grasp my face in your hands and take my lips hard and fast, delving your tongue in deep, before you trail kisses down my neck and suck on my favourite spot.
“I want you now,” you should growl as you impatiently undo your belt.
“I’m yours,” I’ll reply as I lower your zip and free your cock before I stroke it.
Reach down and grab me behind one knee and pull it up so it’s nearly to my chest then with one hard thrust bury yourself inside me.
For a moment we’ll stand there while I adjust to your size, staring at each other, knowing the pleasure that’s about to come.
“Fuck me now,” I’ll say.
At my signal, you will drive into me again and again until we both explode with pleasure.
The anticipation is driving me wild.
Love, Sherry.
As soon as I hear d the car, I went to the door and opened it. I couldn’t wait a second longer. My heart was fluttering with excitement and my legs were shaking with anticipation. If this was how I felt now, how was I going to be able to remain standing when Tom thrust inside me? I would have to rely on him to hold me up. I just hoped his legs were up to the challenge.
Tom strode up the few stairs to the front door and pushed inside, closing the door behind him with a shove . He seemed just as eager as I was. Within moments I was backed against the wall, pressed between the hardness of Tom’s chest and the plaster behind me. Instant heat shot through to my pussy.
Tom grabbed my face and devoured my mouth, his tongue twisting against mine.
I was immersed in heat. Surrounded by pressure, I felt as though my pleasure was intensified. It felt bigger compressed into such a small space.
Tom’s lips dragged down my throat.
I moaned in delight.
When he bit the tender area between my neck and shoulder, I would have collapsed if he hadn’t been holding me up with his body.
“I want you now.” Tom undid his belt and I helped him with his zipper.
His erection sprang out, hard and eager.
“I’m yours,” I finally remembered to gasp. I felt a bit silly with such a proclamation. I normally don’t speak during sex, let alone telling Tom I belong to him. However, knowing Tom was expecting it helped me to squeeze out the words.
Tom grasped behind my left knee and pulled up my leg. “I love these shoes. They’re fucking hot.”
I felt my pussy clench. Tom was much better at talking than I was. Although it puzzled me how he could think in the heat of passion. Without the lines I’d rehearsed, my brain wouldn’t be able to
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