It had been a long and exhausting day and I was so relieved to be home and able to shut the door to the demands of the world, my job, my circumstances.
So, I got out of the car, unlocked the front door and stepped inside to the freedom of my sanctuary, my home. I proceeded with my usual habit of leaving all the supplies of work(Blackberry, briefcase, files) right there on the front entrance bench.
Then, off came the coat, the shoes, the stockings and the skirt. All left on the steps, to be carried up to my bedroom when I was finished in my favorite room in the house.
In my bare feet, I walked through the hall and opened the door to the Library. My hands were busy undoing the buttons of my silk blouse when I took my first intoxicating deep breath of the smell of all my books. I love this smell. I love these books and it has been my routine for years to realign myself after work by undressing in the library as soon as I enter the house.
Today, however, my usual routine is interrupted by him. There he is, my lover, my special friend, my erotic twin, seated in my favorite old leather arm chair in front of the lit fire blazing in the fireplace.
Fully clothed and obviously pleased with himself, as evidenced by his mischievous smile, he simply watches me as I adjust myself to the reality of his presence.
"When did you get here?" I say with obvious surprise and pleasure.
"I've been waiting here for 2 hours or so."
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming, I would have come home earlier?"
"Because, silly, I wanted to surprise you." He says with an ever increasing smile on his face and a look of excitement growing in his blue-green eyes.
"Aren't you going to finish undressing, I mean, don't let me interrupt your usual routine?"
"I am so very happy you're here. I missed you."
I say as I continue to unbutton my blouse while walking towards him.
I reach him in the chair and unceremoniously slip into his lap and awaiting arms. We kiss with the usual passion we never withhold from one another. Deeply and with an increasing urgency, we kiss, our lips part, our tongues intertwine and we loose ourselves in this familiar dance.
After several minutes, our lips part.
"You have just turned my day completely around." I say as he kisses my right ear, my arousal obvious as I watch his fingers move along the seam of my exposed bra.
"What a nice surprise you are."
"Oh ya, I almost forgot. I brought you a present."
With that he reaches for a red gift-wrapped box on the floor beside him and presents it to me with a flourish.
"Open it."
On the top of the box is a beautiful bow with a small card. I take the card and read it;
'Know, first, who you are: and then adorn yourself accordingly.' Epictetus.
"What ever have you got in here?" I ask with a smile. Anticipation and excitement rise within me. I open the box and there on a bed of bright red velvet is a pair of silver handcuffs.
"Oh, you delicious man, what games have you planned for us this weekend?"
Our eyes lock and I see that the passion and arousal blazing in his eyes mirrors the inferno blazing within me.
"Let's finish getting you undressed. . ."
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Standing over you, watching you position yourself in the middle of the bed, I am overwhelmed by my good fortune. What a delicious man you are. As you settle yourself, I begin to smile; anticipating what I am going to do to you.
Slowly, I straddle your waist, making sure not to touch your fully erect cock. I stretch out on top of you as I slide my naked tits and my dripping pussy up your body until I can secure your handcuffed wrists to the headboard of the bed.
While I am reaching over your face, you take my nipple into your mouth and, with force, you suck and nibble on it. I pull my nipple out of your mouth and slide down your body until my mouth is nibbling your ear.
"Baby, I'm going to lick and nibble you. Would you like that?"
"Yes" you say, as you turn your head in search of my mouth.
I leave a trail of licks and nibbles all over your neck and cheeks until I reach your mouth. With the very tip of my tongue, I trace the outline of the outside of your lips. Slowly, sensuously, I use my tongue to trace the inside of your lips. They part, of course, and you attempt to lick me back, put I pull my face back, just out of your reach.
You strain against your restraint in an effort to kiss me full on my lips.
"Come on, Lover" you say, "kiss me properly." I smile because I know how much you love my full lips. I slowly graze my lips over yours. Your beard tickles me and causes me to giggle just before I plunge my tongue into your open mouth and lock my lips to yours in a deep, penetrating kiss of passion that makes my pussy throb and your hips undulate in search of contact for your cock.
"Ggghurrra, hhhhaaa...." Is that me or you. Deep groans and moans are expressed by both of us as we enjoy this wonderfully intimate kiss.
As we kiss, my legs are straddling you and I am rubbing my dripping, wet pussy all over your chest. When my clit make contact with your erect left nipple, we both gasp at the pleasure this sensation causes us.
"Do you feel that, Baby?" I ask while panting and rubbing my clit against your nipple.
"Come on, Lover, fuck my chest." You say as you sense that my mounting arousal matches your own.
"Baby," I breathe, "Can I rub on your nipple until I cum? Would you like to see me cum that way, Baby? Can I ride you, Baby? Ride you like this . . .?"
