A sweet gift for my husband – 01

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This is a story about Dona giving the best valentine’s day gift for her husband. This story comes with 2 parts and I want you guys to read both. Enjoy.

I turned the hot water off and drew the curtain back, grabbed a towel and began patting myself dry. I moaned softly as the towel rubbed across my swollen nipples. They’d been hard for so long they were aching. Even though I’d indulged in stroking my clit with my soapy fingers, getting myself off in what seemed like record time; they were still hard. Then again, why wouldn’t they be?

It was Valentine’s Day and I’d been working all day knowing full well Brad was going to take good care of me tonight. It has been hard to concentrate at work. No matter how hard I tried to focus on boring invoices my mind would keep drifting to what I would be focusing on later; my special someone’s nice soft tongue and big hard cock!

There were times during the day I was squirming in my seat thinking of how good my lips would feel wrapped around his thick shaft and could all but feel his warm cum squirting down my throat.

After all, what said Happy Valentine’s day better than a nice blow job? An even better pussy licking and Brad knew how to serve my pussy better than anyone else ever had! I forced myself to stop teasing my nipples and while drying my legs continued to let my mind wander to what was soon to come.

Brad would give me my first treat of the night by bringing me to a screaming orgasm with his amazing tongue then I would get my big gift; his hard cock in my insatiable pussy. Even after all these years, Brad could still have me horny all day just in anticipation of what he would do to me!

I spread my legs and teased the towel along my freshly shaved pussy. Pushing it between my lips, I shuddered as I slid it against my once again swollen button. Tossing the towel in the hamper I turned and looked at my reflection in the full length mirror behind the door.

Cupping my small, perky tits, I further teased them by rubbing my thumbs across them before picking up the new bra I had bought just for tonight. The bra was pink, but the cups were red heart shaped lace. I could still see my hard nipples through the flimsy material and wished Brad was here right now. He probably wouldn’t be here for at least an hour, but I wanted to get ready early and lay there in bed, tormenting myself.

Picking up the matching thong that consisted of nothing more than pink string with a heart shaped patch of lace between my thighs. Pulling the thong up to my knees, and feeling playful, I turned around. Looking over my shoulder I wiggled my little heart shaped ass and shimmied the thong up over my slender hips. I took a moment to admire my rear and felt a warm feeling between my legs thinking Brad might turn it as red as the heart covering my smooth slick pussy.

My long red hair was still wet and flowing just past the middle of my back. I thought about drying it, but enjoyed the sexy sensation of the cool moisture against my warm skin. Donning my short red silk robe that was perfect for the holiday, I left the bathroom and padded down the hallway towards the bedroom. I was so worked up my body was attuned to everything and even the soft carpet beneath my bare feet was a sensual thrill.

On the way I stopped in the kitchen to grab two glasses of the bottle of red wine I’d bought last night. I entered the bedroom, put the wine and glasses on the nightstand and opened the drawer to remove the lighter. I stared at the toys lined up inside and wondered which ones I might use later.

The vibrator, the butt plug? Definitely at some point the bullet so I could come nice and hard on my long time lover’s beautiful cock. I stared at the leash and collar neatly rolled up next to the eight inch strap on. No, not tonight, after all it was Valentine’s Day and the least I could do was be nice. Well unless he acted up, but seeing it was a holiday I was sure he would behave.

I lit the candles on the nightstand then walked around the bed lighting the others on my bureau and the other nightstand. I looked around and smiled. The entire room was bathed in the soft glow of the flickering flames. It was cozy, but provided plenty of light for my man to get a great view of the show his wife was putting on.

Placing the lighter on the nightstand, I glanced over at the closet door and saw it was part way open. I rolled my eyes, and couldn’t even follow simple instructions. With a sigh, I stepped towards the door, but then stopped when my gaze fell on the table under the window. I smiled at the huge bouquet of roses sitting there in an ornate red vase. Screw the door, the roses more than made up for such a small detail.

Walking up to the bouquet I leaned over and breathed deeply, savoring the sweet scent. Picking up the small white card, I turned it over and read it out loud.

“For Dona, the woman I truly worship and adore, thank you for loving me so! Happy Valentine’s Day!”

I smiled and gently put the card back.

“That is so sweet.” I said softly.

“I guess something in this room has to be sweet.”

I felt a thrill go through me and quickly turned and saw Brad standing there grinning.

“Are you insinuating I’m not sweet?”

“I’m not insinuating anything,” his smile turned into that nasty smirk that after all this time still excited me, “I’m telling you you’re not sweet. Sluts never are.”

“Ohh, so I’m a slut am I?” I sighed, “Is that anyway to speak to a married woman?”

“Depends who she’s married to.” He laughed, “In my case I don’t mind.”

I looked him up and down and licked my lips. Brad worked construction and it had been hot as hell today. His gray sleeveless shirt was soaked through with sweat and his well tanned arms were glistening with it. The moisture helped define his impressive arms and letting my gaze wander down I felt my pussy begin to heat up at the sight of the large bulge in his tight jeans.

He had taken his boots off before entering the carpeted room and the idea I could just yank his jeans down and off was an added bonus. My eyes returned to his crotch and I smiled when I saw it was noticeably bigger than it was before.

“See something you like, baby?” I asked.

“I know you do.” He walked up to the side of the bed and stared across it. “How about you come over here and maybe I’ll give you your gift.”

“Ohh, I got something besides flowers?”

“You do. You get my dick shoved in your slutty mouth.”

“Aww,” I pushed my lips out into a pout and, widening my blue eyes, spoke in a little girl voice, “Just my mouth, that’s all I got?”

“If you’re good maybe I’ll shove it in your sloppy cunt.” He sighed, “Or maybe your ass; at least that’s kind of tight.”

“That is not very romantic.” I shook my head.

He shrugged and smiled, this time a real one. His large expressive brown eyes were fixed on my long legs which the robe barely covered to upper thighs. He was sporting the bad boy five o’ clock shadow and his thick black hair was sweat soaked and hanging just over his eyes. That look never failed to turn me into a puddle. Even his teeth were bright and perfect, a sharp contrast to the dark scruff and not for the first time over the years I considered myself a lucky woman.

“You’re not with me for romance.”

“True.” Looking at the clock, I said, “You’re early.”

“I got out early. After all I couldn’t keep a hot wife waiting now could I?”

“I like that.” I gave him a wink, “Pretty clever aren’t you?”

“Not clever,” he said looking me up and down, “But lucky as all hell, so do I get a gift?”

“You mean in addition to my loose cunt?”

“Hey, that’s your game.” He pointed out, “You like being…”

“That’s right it is my game.” I told him, “It’s always my game. Isn’t that right?”

“Whatever you say, Dona.”

“Good answer.” Grabbing the tie to my robe I pulled it from its knot, but held the robe in place, “Good answers get rewards don’t they?”

“Yes.” He answered, his gaze locked onto my hands.

“Well then happy Valentine’s day, baby.”

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