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Michael was in an excited rush to get home to his wife, Sarah but one wouldn't be able to tell by his calm demeanor. He smiled at the taxi driver as he slipped into the taxis' dirty back seat and with a few words, the car proceed home... taking Michael to his wife. He had hidden away in his carrying bag a smaller black bag with a few naughty delights he intended to entertain Sarah with. Since he found much to his delight and hers, that she enjoyed a dominant male figure as a tantalizing sexual tease, he went out of his way to find new and interesting ways to keep that sexual spark between them. The new toy he had stowed away for his sexual venture was something he was especially proud of, something he had created himself.
Even though the new toy was the focus of his deep thoughts he was plotting his moves on how exactly to present the gift to his wife. As the houses passed the car's window, Michael quickly formulated a plan. He pulled out a small note book from his pocket and wrote "Do not talk to me." Tearing it from the notebook, he folded it once. He knew exactly what he was going to do. Bulging from his pants he could feel the hardness his manhood had taken shape just thinking of how he was going home with such controlled actions. He wanted so badly to start stroking himself, wanting to relieve the pressure but he was nearly home and Sarah would be just as excited to see him.
He wrote another note "Take your clothes off... slowly!" and again ripped it from the notebook and folded it neatly along one edge. His cock twitched with excitement as the Taxi pulled to a stop in front of his home, where Sarah would be waiting for him. Controlling his pace, he walked slowly to the door with the first note in hand and as he reached for the door knob Sarah opened the front door all smiles to see him. He gave her a very dry smile in return and with a sparkle in his eye pushed the first note into her hand immediately. As she open to read it, he slipped passed her going straight their room to unpack the little black bad.
From behind him she heard her shut the door and ask "What?" She was annoyed and she persuaded him into their room looking for answers. Michael tried hard to contain himself, to keep complete control of his actions as he placed the bag down on the dresser and pulled out the black bag. As Sarah reached the door, he had ready the second note, pushing it into her hand. Her look of bewilderment with hints of anger was enough to let him know he was getting the better of her, he couldn't resist a tempting smile enjoying the knowledge of what he was about to give her... to delight her with. He didn't pay her any mind as he pulled out four long silk scarves. They were piled in a heap at the end of the bed while the black bag was placed nicely beside it.
He pulled one long red scarf from the pile and looked at his beautiful wife, who slowly was undoing the buttons on her blouse. Her breasts would bring any man to his knees and he could feel a slight tinge of weakness shake in his own. As he tied the first scarf around the bed post, he sneaked a peak at her luscious body slowly emerging out from underneath her clothes. He cock twitched and how could it not, she was more tempting than any other woman and she gave herself so willingly to him.
The second scarf was even more difficult to tie, as he tried desperately not to notice his wife standing naked beside him. Her tiny arms so sweetly beside her with knees not touching, her long hair brushing so elegantly against her bare back, and the careful observation of her eyes studying his every move, she now knew she was in for a treat. Michael, feeling the sweet heat of her body so near to his, could not finish tying the other two until he had her take her place on the bed. With a swoop of his hand, he invited her to lie on their bed. Her bouncy smile at the front door had turned into a seductive one in the manner of a few notes. He couldn't but help wonder if she was enjoying this tease or not.
She placed her nicely round firm ass on the bed and scooted back toward the middle and lay on her back. 'Perfect' he thought! Slowly and gently tied each scarf, one to each of her wrists and ankles making her spread her legs and arms out wide. What a beautiful scene she was creating for him, a vision that he would dream of for years afterwards.
Off of their room was the master bath room, he eyed it then looked back at her. Not a word was spoken, exactly what he wanted to have happen. No annoying questions... no dirty words... no unnecessary chatter. He was in complete control, just the way she liked it. He returned to the bedside with a towel whose contains were gathered within. He laid it down flat so she could see all within. She gasped with excitement as Michael held the can of shaving cream to his hand. Sarah quickly spread her legs even further apart awaiting his touch with a sexual appetite starved for attention.
The thick lathery cream was smeared around Sarah's public area in one stroke of Michael's large hands. Michael couldn't resist fingering her pussy once, teasing her. Gently he massaged the cream around feeling her pussy lips swell with excitement. He placed more shaving cream on her, making it extremely thick, working it into her sensitive areas. She sighed closing her eyes allowing Michael to seduce her.
Once she was lathered completely Michael unbuttoned his shirt and laid it across the chair in their room. His rippled chest and harden nipples weren't telling of his desire to sink his cock deep into his wife's pussy and to just tear her apart, fucking her hard. But this experience wasn't about his desires; it was about the gift still neatly packed away in the little black bag sitting at the end of the bed awaiting its turn. Michael's thoughts raced with wild sexual fantasies of what he could do to his wife as he started to shave her most intimate parts. Cautiously he maneuvered without any problems. She was silent, with her eyes still closed enjoying his touch, his teasing. His pants were tight, unbearably uncomfortable and once he finished shaving his wife, he had to take them off.
Another gasp escaped her lips; she had now opened her eyes, when she saw how hard her husband's cock had become. Michael placed a finger to his lips letting her know that he wanted complete silence. He smirked knowing that she had no clue what was about to happen to her. He eyed the black bag and then her, giving her a wink. Slowly he walked over to the bag never taking his eyes off his beautiful wife. He knew the bag's contains well and slowly he pulled the remainder of items out...
