The Blindfold - Part 1
I've been working on this on and off, but as always, life seems to be taking up a lot of time. I thought I'd post this at least, as sort of the backdrop for what is to come ~ SJR
The following may be either fact, fiction or a combination of the two. Or it may not be. I claim it to be nothing more but from the naughty little recesses of my mind.
She was warned.
"Don't buy anymore stuff!" His voice very stern.
"Stuff? What stuff, honey?" She knew exactly what he meant.
"You know what I mean!" His face glaring at her.
"But I thought you liked me in the sexy things that I buy? Especially the tight little tops and low cut jeans. Or the skimpy dresses or my low rise g string panties..." she says coyly.
"I do I do! But you have enough of everything for me to enjoy looking at you in a different outfit every day for 3 years!" he says exasperated, waving around the most recent credit card statements in the air to no one in particular.
"But honey" she pouted.
"I MEAN it!!! We're going to have to take out a loan to build you a new closet to fit all that stuff you have already! I'm putting my foot down. No More!!!" Hands on his hips now, still glaring at her.
She moves over to him, looks him in the eye and then purrrs into his ear.
"C'mon baby, you're getting yourself all upset" she breathes, then nibbles his earlobe.
"You're not getting out of this!"
"Mmmmmm... I know what you need to relax" She nibbles again then slowly lowers herself to her knees.
"I mean it! No more!" Voice still stern, trying to be strong.
"Oh shush, you big meanie" and unzips his pants, pulling out his already hardening cock.
"Mmmmmm looks like someone wants some attention, not like it's big, mean daddy" She slowly encircles it with her mouth and sucks it in.
"I'm... serious... dammit" His eyes closed and already feeling her fantastic mouth and lips start to work on him.
She feels him harden completely as her lips work up and down.
The credit card bill flutters to the foor and his hands move to her head.
"Men" she thinks to herself, smiling around his cock. "So easy."
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Three Weeks Later:
"C'mon honey, our reservation is at 8!" He yells up at her.
"Almost ready!" She yells down.
"You said that 15 minutes ago!" He yells back up. (Ok sorry, I just HAD to throw that in there, lol ~SJR)
15 minutes later she comes down the stairway, in a tight, hot, little black cocktail dress, matching black strappy high-heels and her blonde hair done up with little wisps hanging down her neck. Her gorgeous breasts were hard to miss as well as the rest of her.
"God, you are f'n hot baby!" He grins, eyeing her hungrily.
She walks slowly over to him, gets close, lets her perfume hit him and then breathes in his ear "See honey? You like me in my sexy new things, don't you?"
He's intoxicated by her, but manages a "So this is new?"
"Mmmhmmm"
"It's perfect," he says as he reaches his hands around and grabs her tight, hot ass, "Just perfect".
She smiled her little smile again, feeling him getting hard against her. She knew he wouldn't put up a protest when he saw her in her fabulous new Nicole Miller. And the shoes, well she wouldn't even mention that little side-trip to Jimmy Choo, now would she? Of course she would reward him later with some very hot sex, but as usual... she had him wrapped around her little finger. She sighed happily as she felt him squeezing her ass, getting turned on herself thinking, feeling his cock hardening with the mere closeness of her body, about their night out and what she would do with that cock when they got home.
But in the midst of her thoughts, she missed the evil little smile that had shown up on his face.
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A little later that evening:
Dinner was fabulous.
Great atmosphere, great wine, great food, great conversation. Even after a couple of years being married, they still kept up the innuendo and flirtatious conversations that kept them tearing each others clothes off, when she wasn't out shopping and he wasn't waving the bills around in front of her!
Though they both had successful careers going, she certainly knew how to spend the money they made he thought. Though he knew he didn't put up much of a fight when she dared him to pull off the sexy new g-strings she loved to wear and take it back to the store himself. He usually didn't get past the 'taking them off' stage. Sometimes not even getting them off, just moving the little patch of material aside to slam his cock into her after he swirled his tongue around her hot little pussy for a few minutes. She seemed to love that. Loved it the more 'mad' he seemed to get. Loved it when he held her up against a wall, or held her wrists down above her head and rammed his cock in and out over and over, making her tell him who her daddy was, who was in charge, making her cum and scream around his cock.
He brought it up about 2 weeks ago.
"Hey honey, how about we go out to dinner and then maybe we could go somewhere where we could get some drinks and do some dancing?"
"Ok, where do you want to go and whats the occasion?" she replied, curiosity piqued. It seemed lately they usually went out for particular reasons or with friends.
"Well that one place we like for dinner, the French place? And nothing special baby, just thought we could get out, go somewhere nice and spend some time together,"he told her.
She seemed genuinely excited, especially since the French place was very upscale and dressy and it gave her an excuse to go out and pick up the right 'outfit' for the occasion. You jusy had to wear the right thing there!
They had had a drink at the bar before dinner and then had gone through almost 2 bottles of a very smooth Cab by the time dinner was over and were ready for more.
"So where are we going now? You still never told me what you had planned?" She asked, taking the last sip from her glass, tongue teasing the rim, eyes looking into his. Such a tease.
"Oh I heard about this new lounge, it's supposed to be really cool. Laid back but fun, hot music. I thought we might give that a try."
"Ok honey, but lets not stay out toooo late, you wouldn't want me to get too tired, now would you?" She smiles coyly at him.
He laughs and says "No I don't want to do that, so let's get going!"
On the way out, he excused himself quickly to go to the bathroom, so she wouldn't notice a quick txt msg he shot off before heading out to the car...
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The following may be either fact, fiction or a combination of the two. Or it may not be. I claim it to be nothing more but from the naughty little recesses of my mind.
She was warned.
"Don't buy anymore stuff!" His voice very stern.
"Stuff? What stuff, honey?" She knew exactly what he meant.
"You know what I mean!" His face glaring at her.
"But I thought you liked me in the sexy things that I buy? Especially the tight little tops and low cut jeans. Or the skimpy dresses or my low rise g string panties..." she says coyly.
"I do I do! But you have enough of everything for me to enjoy looking at you in a different outfit every day for 3 years!" he says exasperated, waving around the most recent credit card statements in the air to no one in particular.
"But honey" she pouted.
"I MEAN it!!! We're going to have to take out a loan to build you a new closet to fit all that stuff you have already! I'm putting my foot down. No More!!!" Hands on his hips now, still glaring at her.
She moves over to him, looks him in the eye and then purrrs into his ear.
"C'mon baby, you're getting yourself all upset" she breathes, then nibbles his earlobe.
"You're not getting out of this!"
"Mmmmmm... I know what you need to relax" She nibbles again then slowly lowers herself to her knees.
"I mean it! No more!" Voice still stern, trying to be strong.
"Oh shush, you big meanie" and unzips his pants, pulling out his already hardening cock.
"Mmmmmm looks like someone wants some attention, not like it's big, mean daddy" She slowly encircles it with her mouth and sucks it in.
"I'm... serious... dammit" His eyes closed and already feeling her fantastic mouth and lips start to work on him.
She feels him harden completely as her lips work up and down.
The credit card bill flutters to the foor and his hands move to her head.
"Men" she thinks to herself, smiling around his cock. "So easy."
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Three Weeks Later:
"C'mon honey, our reservation is at 8!" He yells up at her.
"Almost ready!" She yells down.
"You said that 15 minutes ago!" He yells back up. (Ok sorry, I just HAD to throw that in there, lol ~SJR)
15 minutes later she comes down the stairway, in a tight, hot, little black cocktail dress, matching black strappy high-heels and her blonde hair done up with little wisps hanging down her neck. Her gorgeous breasts were hard to miss as well as the rest of her.
"God, you are f'n hot baby!" He grins, eyeing her hungrily.
She walks slowly over to him, gets close, lets her perfume hit him and then breathes in his ear "See honey? You like me in my sexy new things, don't you?"
He's intoxicated by her, but manages a "So this is new?"
"Mmmhmmm"
"It's perfect," he says as he reaches his hands around and grabs her tight, hot ass, "Just perfect".
She smiled her little smile again, feeling him getting hard against her. She knew he wouldn't put up a protest when he saw her in her fabulous new Nicole Miller. And the shoes, well she wouldn't even mention that little side-trip to Jimmy Choo, now would she? Of course she would reward him later with some very hot sex, but as usual... she had him wrapped around her little finger. She sighed happily as she felt him squeezing her ass, getting turned on herself thinking, feeling his cock hardening with the mere closeness of her body, about their night out and what she would do with that cock when they got home.
But in the midst of her thoughts, she missed the evil little smile that had shown up on his face.
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A little later that evening:
Dinner was fabulous.
Great atmosphere, great wine, great food, great conversation. Even after a couple of years being married, they still kept up the innuendo and flirtatious conversations that kept them tearing each others clothes off, when she wasn't out shopping and he wasn't waving the bills around in front of her!
Though they both had successful careers going, she certainly knew how to spend the money they made he thought. Though he knew he didn't put up much of a fight when she dared him to pull off the sexy new g-strings she loved to wear and take it back to the store himself. He usually didn't get past the 'taking them off' stage. Sometimes not even getting them off, just moving the little patch of material aside to slam his cock into her after he swirled his tongue around her hot little pussy for a few minutes. She seemed to love that. Loved it the more 'mad' he seemed to get. Loved it when he held her up against a wall, or held her wrists down above her head and rammed his cock in and out over and over, making her tell him who her daddy was, who was in charge, making her cum and scream around his cock.
He brought it up about 2 weeks ago.
"Hey honey, how about we go out to dinner and then maybe we could go somewhere where we could get some drinks and do some dancing?"
"Ok, where do you want to go and whats the occasion?" she replied, curiosity piqued. It seemed lately they usually went out for particular reasons or with friends.
"Well that one place we like for dinner, the French place? And nothing special baby, just thought we could get out, go somewhere nice and spend some time together,"he told her.
She seemed genuinely excited, especially since the French place was very upscale and dressy and it gave her an excuse to go out and pick up the right 'outfit' for the occasion. You jusy had to wear the right thing there!
They had had a drink at the bar before dinner and then had gone through almost 2 bottles of a very smooth Cab by the time dinner was over and were ready for more.
"So where are we going now? You still never told me what you had planned?" She asked, taking the last sip from her glass, tongue teasing the rim, eyes looking into his. Such a tease.
"Oh I heard about this new lounge, it's supposed to be really cool. Laid back but fun, hot music. I thought we might give that a try."
"Ok honey, but lets not stay out toooo late, you wouldn't want me to get too tired, now would you?" She smiles coyly at him.
He laughs and says "No I don't want to do that, so let's get going!"
On the way out, he excused himself quickly to go to the bathroom, so she wouldn't notice a quick txt msg he shot off before heading out to the car...
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posted by SJR at 3:48 AM
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