James had an elegant evening on the town planned for night three of domination week. Dinner at their favorite restaurant, and a nice show. Oh, and a little bit of revenge for having been denied relief the night before. He went home during his lunch hour and laid out one of Sarah’s loveliest evening gowns, along with the shoes and undergarments he wanted her to wear.
He called her at work and gave her instructions to leave work early, go home and bathe and prepare, and wait for him naked sitting on the bed. He would be there precisely at 6:00 to help her dress.
James had to make another stop at the adult bookstore that afternoon as well. He picked up his latest aid and once again tipped the clerk handsomely for his help before driving home, feeling quite the pervert.
He pulled in the driveway at 5:58 and headed for the front door. He walked in and glanced to see if Sarah was there. He didn’t expect her to be anywhere but where he had told her to be, and he wasn’t disappointed. Sarah sat primly on the bed, naked, hands in her lap.
James caught the scent of his favorite perfume as he walked in the room. Sarah looked magnificent. Never one to wear much makeup, she had just a touch of color in her cheeks, and a light dusting of shadow above her eyes. Her only extravagant touch was the heavy application of bright red on her lips, giving them a full, wet and sensual look. Her lips looked incredibly sexy to James, that one bit of garishness on her otherwise virginal face giving Sarah an air of lasciviousness.
She had done her nails to match the lipstick, a whorish flaming red that caught the light and shimmered. Her hair was pulled up in a loose bun, with a loose strand falling to her shoulders on each side, a wonderfully stylish look.
James sat down on the bed next to her and slipped his arm around her waist. He put his small shopping bag down on the bed next to him. He reached up and stroked her throat as she turned her head towards him. He slid his hand down and cupped her breast, then gently squeezed the hardening nipple. Sarah gasped and her lips parted sensually, just the tip of her tongue showing between them.
“Come on darling,” he said, letting his hand drop. “We have one last little bit of grooming to do before we go out.” He led Sarah into the bathroom. He gestured for her to sit on the edge of their large tub, with her feet in it. “Spread your legs for me darling. Good. Now stay like that. I’ll be right back.” James went to the bedroom and quickly undressed down to his boxer shorts. He returned and went to the bathroom sink and retrieved his shaving kit. He turned on the hot lather machine, and returned to Sarah. He kneeled down in the tub in between her legs and pulled a pair of scissors from the kit.
“These are supposed to be for facial hair, but I think they’ll do the job,” he said, looking up at her. “Now hold very, very still. I don’t want to make any mistakes.” James reached down to her pussy lips and pulled a few of the short hairs away from her body. He reached down carefully and snipped them off with the scissors. He repeated the process until he had the hair surrounding Sarah’s pussy lips sheared to virtual stubble. He repeated the process on the thicker hair above her pussy. When he finished, her beautiful nether lips could be seen clearly, as could her clitoris.
“Nearly finished now. Just have to shave off the rest.” He got up again and went back to the sink. He picked up the mortar and razor from the expensive shaving set his wife had bought him a few years back. He filled the mortar with hot foam and went back to the tub. He smiled, remembering Sarah’s worry that he wouldn’t get any use from the antique brush, mortar and razor she had been so proud of finding for him.
James had heard of men shaving their wives before, about how intimate and sensual an activity it could be. He hadn’t really believed it could be exciting. But as he knelt at his wife’s feet, staring at her open legs, he thought he understood. Sarah was totally under his command in this moment. She trusted him completely not to hurt her, and she was allowing him to bare her in a way that he had never seen her. It was exciting for him, both sexually and intellectually
James turned on the hot water in the tub. He moistened the remaining hair, and then took the warm lather in his hand and touched it to Sarah’s skin. She moaned, and her legs started to close involuntarily before she stopped and spread them again. He slowly applied the foam liberally over the skin near her pussy lips where the short hair remained. He quickly checked to make sure he had a new blade in the razor. Then carefully, lightly, he stroked her with the razor, taking great care not to cut the delicate skin. He cleaned the razor with the warm water, then finished the length of her lips on the left side with another stroke. He stroked her skin with his index finger to clear away the foam and check to see if any hairs remained. Sarah moaned as he touched her.
“Shhh…be very still, and very quiet, darling,” James said, as he brought his face to within inches of her pussy to more closely inspect her. He noticed a few stray hairs. He applied more foam to the area, and removed the few remaining hairs with a couple of short strokes. He repeated the entire process then on the other side of her lips, until he was satisfied that her pink, shining slit was completely hairless. That left only the patch of hair above her pussy unshaved.
“What do you think, darling? Should we leave a little here, or should we take off all of it?” He looked up at Sarah. She was leaning back on her hands for balance, watching intently, legs spread as wide as she could get them. James guessed she would want whatever would keep the razor away from her fragile skin.
“Well—” she began.
“You know, this is a special occasion, I think,” James interrupted. “I think we should take it all off, just to see what it looks like. I hope that’s OK with you, darling.” James looked up at Sarah, challenging her to disagree.
“Yes, whatever you want,” Sarah whispered.
“Wonderful, I’m glad you agree. I’ll just finish up.” James used the same careful, light touch and removed the remaining hair. He set the shaving items aside, and used his cupped hands to pour warm water over Sarah’s exposed genital area. Sarah moaned and threw head back as the warm water cascaded over her sensitive pussy again and again. Soon all trace of the shaving foam was gone, and James had a clear look at his handiwork.
“Ohhh, it’s beautiful darling. Would you like to see it?” Not waiting for an answer, James reached for the mirror (a shaving mirror, he laughed to himself) and held it so that Sarah could see between her own legs. He slid his fingers up the newly bare skin on either side of her pussy and felt how smooth and soft the skin was. Then he stroked the area just above her pussy. Sarah purred at the stimulation, and looked in awe at her reflection as if she’d never seen her own pussy before.
“Oh, darling, it does look different, doesn’t it?” she said, looking back and forth between James and her reflection.
“Different, and wonderful. Touch it darling. Feel how nice and smooth it is.” Sarah slid a hand down between her legs and stroked her skin, feeling it free of hair for the first time. She slid a finger up either side, and then spread her pussy lips, exposing her inner folds. Then she stroked the area above her clitoris. “Can you feel the cool air on your pussy now?”
“Mmmm, yes. It feels nice.”
“It looks amazing, Sarah. I can’t believe the difference. I’ve always wanted to see what your pussy would look like shaved. Another fantasy I can check off my list.” James was stroking Sarah’s bare pussy as he spoke, looking closely at his work. “It’s just too bad I made the bargain about no pictures last night.” James stood up and got out of the tub. He took Sarah’s hand and pulled her up as well.
“Come on now, darling. I’ve got to show you my latest acquisition. You’re going to love it.” James led her into the bedroom and had her sit where she had been before. She primly closed her legs and put her hands in her lap. James turned over the bag and dumped out its contents onto the bed.
“It’s called a ‘scorpion’,” he said, holding up a slender green item. “See, the tail goes inside you. The head goes right up against your clit. And the whole thing vibrates.” The tail was about two or three inches long and the size of James’ middle finger, in the shape of a scorpion’s long tail and stinger. The head was slender plastic also carved to look like a scorpion, with a small tongue-like protuberance.
“And here’s the best part of all. It has a wireless remote control. See? It looks almost like a cell phone.” He held up the small unit. It had a small piece that flipped down and looked like a mouthpiece. It had a keypad that looked just like a cellular phone, right down to the asterisk and pound sign on either side of the zero.
“The 1, 2, and 3 are the vibrator’s settings, low to high. The pound sign turns it off. According to the clerk, it’s supposed to work up to 100 feet, even through walls. So it’ll look like I’m making a phone call, when I’ll actually be teasing you mercilessly. God, we’re going to have so much fun with this thing.” Sarah looked at him incredulously. “Well, I’m going to, anyway,” he said with an evil grin flashing on his face. He picked up another item off the bed.
“You wear it using these straps,” he said, holding up a small metal ring with two elastic bands dangling from it. He stretched one of the bands and let it snap back into place. “You slide the vibrator through this ring, to hold it in place. Then you slide these straps on over your legs, and that holds it where you want it.” He took the vibrator from her and slid it into the ring, making sure it was snug and secure.
“OK, stand up darling,” he said, holding the contraption out in front of him. Sarah stood up. “OK, now step into each of these.” Sarah stepped into each of the straps and slid them up her legs until they were both in place at the junction of her thighs to her buttocks. James went to the nightstand to retrieve the bottle of lubricant that he had used a couple of days ago. He coated the little green scorpion with lube, and then positioned it in place. The tail slid into Sarah easily, and James was fairly sure that there was more lubricant involved than just what he had applied. He positioned the head at the hood of her clitoris, adjusting the vibe until he had it where he wanted it.
“OK, darling. Are you ready for a test run?” He picked up the remote control and flipped it open. He stood with his finger poised over the buttons and looked Sarah in the eye. He very slowly inched his index finger down and pressed the 1. He very faintly heard the vibrator hum into action. Sarah’s eyes opened wider, and her hand went to her stomach, just above where the vibrator was nestled between her legs. Her lips parted slightly, and her eyes began to glaze over as the scorpion worked on her clitoris and pussy.
“Nice, huh? And that’s the lowest setting. Ready for number 2?” Sarah put her hands at her side, her hands balled into fists. James half expected her to say ‘hit me’, but she stood silent, her eyes closed. James pressed the number 2. The vibrations got louder. Sarah moaned and her knees nearly buckled before she righted herself. James smiled. Sarah looked at him, pleading. James wasn’t sure whether she wanted setting 3, or for him to turn off the vibe.
“Didn’t I tell you this would be fun? Tell you what. I’ll turn it off for now, while we get you dressed. Then we’ll play more later.” He put the remote down on the dresser and walked to the bed. He held up the dress, a satiny black number that would cover Sarah from neck to calf, with sleeves that came nearly to the elbow. It had tiny silver sequins that gave it a subtle shimmer. James contemplated for a moment, then looked at Sarah.
“There’s just no end to where this might lead,” he said, smiling at her. Her return smile conveyed that she had her doubts. “All right, now darling, let’s get going. We don’t want to miss our reservations for dinner. Get into your undergarments, and stop dallying.”
Sarah picked up her bra, slid her arms through and clasped it in the front. It was one James especially liked. The black material provided support, but was sheer. James could clearly make out Sarah’s dark brown nipples, which stood out in their erect state, and the lighter brown areole. Sarah stepped into the hose with one leg and then the other, and slid them up her legs. She hesitated a moment when she pulled the elastic waistband over her hips, not certain how she should proceed over the straps and not wanting to dislodge the vibrator from its place nestled between her legs. But she soon had the hose in place, and was ready to continue dressing.
James came up behind her and put his hands around her waist. He slid his hands through the waistband of the hose and down to feel the vibrator. He satisfied himself that the scorpion was still in place, the slid his hands around and cupped Sarah’s ass and gave it a firm squeeze.
“You look marvelous darling. Too bad we have to put a dress over you and cover you up.” He stepped back and picked up the dress and handed it to her. Sarah slipped the dress over her head, and shimmied her hips so it would fall over her and into place. She smoothed it over her curves, and turned. James zipped up the back, and they were ready to go. “Go and check your hair and makeup, darling, and we’ll be on our way.”
Sarah made her way to the bathroom. James picked up the remote control and put it in his jacket pocket. He looked around the room to make sure he hadn’t forgotten anything, and waited. A moment later Sarah returned, absently twisting one of the loose strands of hair to give it a curl. She sat down on the bed and slipped her low heels onto her feet, then stood back up.
“Well, now, let’s go and have a nice dinner. I got us a reservation for Antonio’s at 7:00.” James helped Sarah into her coat, and then put on his own, and as they walked to the car, he took his wife’s hand. He looked at her and thought again about how lovely a woman she was, and how lucky he was to have her.
The drive to the restaurant was a short one, and uneventful. James kept both ands on the wheel and off the remote. Sarah looked at him a bit nervously every time one of his hands strayed off the wheel. He noticed her tense up when he reached down to turn on the radio. James absolutely loved the fact that he had her somewhat off balance. Especially after the many surprises she had given him the night before.
They arrived at the restaurant and were seated immediately. The waiters and staff knew them from their many previous visits, and Sarah received many compliments about how nice she looked in her dress. Within moments of being seated, the waiter brought them a bottle of wine, and soup and appetizers.
“I called earlier and pre-ordered everything,” James explained to her. “This way, we won’t be late for the curtain.” The waiter poured the wine, and they began eating in silence. After a few moments, James reached into his inside jacket pocket. Sarah paused to watch his hand, her fork halfway between the plate and her mouth. There was an awkward moment as James fumbled in the pocket. He pulled his hand out, and showed her the envelope he was holding.
“Just wanted to make sure I’d remembered the tickets,” he said. He held the envelope there for a few seconds and grinned at her evilly, knowing what she was thinking. He put the envelope down on the table and reached down to his other pocket for the remote. He pulled it out and showed it to Sarah. He saw her tense, her eyes riveted to the small machine.
“Maybe I should call and confirm the curtain time, just to be certain,” he said, looking at her and smiling innocently. “What do you think, honey?”
“Doesn’t it have the time on the tickets?”
“Oh, yes, that’s right. I forgot.” He placed the remote down between them and picked up the envelope. He pulled one of the tickets out and looked at it. “Here we go. Curtain at 8:00. Guess we better not linger over the soup.” As if on cue, the waiter brought the main course. He poured them another glass of wine apiece. Sarah quickly took a sizable gulp from her glass, and the waiter filled it again and then was gone.
“Darling, I’m sorry, but I just can’t wait any longer to make this call. It’ll only take a moment, I promise.” James flipped open the remote and dialed an imaginary phone number. When he pressed the one, the vibrator hummed into action. James couldn’t hear it, but he could tell from Sarah’s reaction that it was working. She put down her fork that had been halfway to her mouth, and put her hands in her lap. Looking down at Sarah’s lap, James saw that she was twisting her napkin mercilessly. James held the remote to his ear as if waiting for someone to pick up at the other end. After several seconds, he put it back down on the table.
“Hmmm…no answer. Maybe I should try him at home,” James said, his eyes locked on Sarah’s. She once again had that pleading look on her face, and for a moment James thought of handing the remote to Sarah and letting her decide for herself what the next setting would be. But, he thought, that wouldn’t be in keeping with the spirit of the game. It was his night to be in charge. He dialed in another imaginary number, the final digit this time being a 2. Sarah brought one hand up to grip the edge of the table. She was having trouble controlling her breathing, and her eyes closed to slits. Just then waiter reappeared at the table.
“Excuse me, Mr. Smith,” he said, bowing slightly at the waist. “I’m sorry, but we have a policy that cell phone use isn’t permitted at the tables. Some of the customers find it upsetting.” He smiled at James, then turned and smiled again to Sarah.
“Oh, I beg your pardon Roberto,” James said. “You’re quite right. I’ll just put it away.” James flipped the remote closed and put it back into his pocket. Sarah had a look of sheer agony on her face, realizing there would be no relief any time soon.
“Thank you, sir,” Roberto said. He filled up the wineglasses, and moved on to the next table.
By now, Sarah was practically hopping in her chair. She had crossed her legs, and her top leg was bobbing up and down in constant motion, making her whole body move. Her hands still had a death grip on the napkin in her lap, and she had given up any pretense of trying to eat. James looked at her with mock concern.
“What’s the matter, darling? Don’t you like the fettuccine?”
“No…it’s fine. I’m just not as hungry as I thought.”
“Maybe you need to go to the restroom for a moment?”
“Yes…I mean no. I–I don’t think I can…”
“Don’t worry, darling…I’ll turn off the phone so it won’t ring while you’re gone.” James reached into his pocket and fumbled open the remote, not pulling it out. He could see relief in Sarah’s eyes as she waited for him to turn off the object of her torment. Instead, he felt on the keypad to find the 3 and pushed it.
The response was immediate. A look of surprise flashed onto Sarah’s face, and her knee rose up and hit the underneath side of the table, rattling the glasses and silverware. Several people at the adjacent tables paused for a moment and looked their way. Sarah’s face turned a bright shade of red, nearly matching her bright lipstick. Her hand went to her throat, and she bit her lower lip. James was almost certain he could hear the sound of the vibrator.
Sarah cast a quick glance to either side, making sure no one was still looking at them.
“Oh, James, please…” she hissed, still biting her lip. James enjoyed her torture for another moment, then found the pound key and turned the vibrator off. Sarah shuddered for just a second, then relaxed.
“I do need to go to the restroom,” she said. She pushed he chair back and started to get up. James also stood up and helped with the chair. When Sarah stood, he was right next to her. He leaned closer.
“I want you to touch yourself in the restroom. You can cum if you want to,” he whispered in her ear. Then he stepped back and let her past him. She moved quickly across the floor to the ladies’ room without glancing back.
James sat and wondered if Sarah was actually touching herself in the restroom, since he had given her permission. He knew she would never actually have an orgasm in there. She wouldn’t even pee unless the water was running to drown out the sound, so there was no way she’d risk someone hearing her getting herself off. He realized then that she would have to move the vibrator in order to urinate. So she would have to touch herself, and get her juices all over her fingers. The thought excited him immensely, and he fantasized her losing all control and bringing herself to a noisy orgasm in the stall, not caring whether anyone heard it or not. His daydream ended when he looked up and saw Sarah returning to the table. He stood up and held her chair as she sat down.
“Feel better?” he asked casually.
“Yes, thanks.”
James leaned in closer and lowered his voice. “Did you touch yourself in the restroom?”
“Yes.”
“You didn’t cum, I hope, you naughty girl…”
“No.”
“Good. Give me your hand.” She held out her right hand to him.
“Is this the hand you used?”
“Yes.” James took her hand in his and brought it to his mouth. He sensually licked and kissed each of her first three fingers.
“You washed your hands,” James said, looking at her with disappointment.
“Yes.”
“Too bad. I would have loved to taste you.” Sarah took back her hand and laid it in her lap. She was once again crimson. She glanced up at James, her head bowed, but couldn’t hold his gaze and turned away. The waiter came to check on them.
“Is everything all right, Mr. Smith?”
“Yes, it was very good, Roberto, but we’re in a bit of a rush.”
“So you won’t be having desert tonight?”
“Darling? Would you like some dessert?” James asked, looking at Sarah expectantly. He had just the trace of a smile on his lips.
“No,” she whispered, just barely audible. Her face was still red, and getting redder.
“I think just the check, Roberto,” James said. “And if you could ask them to bring the car around…”
“Of course, sir,” Roberto said, and left them. He brought the check a moment later. James paid in cash, and they got up to leave. James signaled to Roberto that he had left the money at the table and they walked out. Their car was waiting for them.
James drove smoothly through the light traffic on the short trip to the theater. He cast an occasional glance at Sarah, and couldn’t help smiling.
“You’re really enjoying toying with me, aren’t you?” she asked.
“Oh, god, yes…more than I ever thought I would.”
“You’re just getting back at me for last night, aren’t you?”
“Not at all, darling. I’m living my fantasy, just like you did last night. I love seeing you turned on in public, with no way to relieve yourself. It’s exciting.”
“So you’re not just torturing me?”
“No, darling. I’ll let you cum later, when we’re alone. I’ll even help,” he said, smiling at her. “And, of course, you’ll help me.” They pulled into the parking garage next to the theater. James took a ticket from the machine and they began winding their way up. They found a spot on the fourth level, where they could enter directly into the theater without going outside. James pulled into a spot in a dark corner.
“Let me see your pussy, darling. I want to see your little friend.”
“Oh, James, no…”
“Darling…pull up your dress and let me see,” he commanded. Sarah reluctantly began bunching the dress in her hands, pulling the hem further up her legs. Soon she had it up to her waist, exposing her nylon-clad pussy to his gaze. James looked down and smiled.
“I love knowing that it’s there, darling,” he said. He reached out and stroked her pubic mound with the palm of his hand. He could feel his wife’s moisture on his hand, as well as the heat emanating from her pussy. “Hmmm…seems like someone is enjoying herself,” he said, smiling at her. He pressed on the vibrator with his index and middle fingers. Sarah gasped. “Just knowing that I can turn it on and make you wet and horny…god, I love it.” James shuddered with the thought. “All right, you can pull your dress down now.”
James walked around and opened Sarah’s door. She got out, and they walked across the walkway to the theater. They checked their coats, then were shown to their seats on the aisle by a young usher who gave Sarah a nice smile and told her to enjoy the show. Sarah couldn’t look the boy in the face. She sat down and demurely crossed her legs at the knee.
It was only a few minutes after the two sat down that the curtain rose and the play began. James reached into his pocket and fished out the remote. He didn’t thumb any of the buttons. He just rested it on his knee, holding it there in plain sight. Sarah turned to look at it, then up at him.
“Watch the play, darling. I hear it’s very good.” James actually didn’t know anything about the play other than there were tickets available when he called the theater. Probably not a ringing endorsement, he thought to himself. Then again, he didn’t much care. He doubted either of them would remember much about what happened on the stage. They had their own show playing out tonight.
James began playing again a few minutes later. Waiting until he thought Sarah was distracted by the actors, he pressed the 1. She tensed up in her seat. Her hands gripped her thighs as they squeezed together. Looking at her face, he saw she was biting her lower lip as she stared straight ahead. He smiled and turned to watch more of the play, his hand idly playing with the remote and fingering the keypad.
He pressed the two a few minutes later without glancing at Sarah. He could feel her gaze on him as she adjusted her seating position. He just smiled and looked forward. He felt Sarah’s hand on his arm, lightly, then digging in to his flesh, even through his suit and dress shirt. Finally her turned to look at her.
“It’s wonderful, isn’t it darling?” he whispered, knowing that only he and Sarah were aware that he wasn’t talking about the play. Sarah was too busy biting her lower lip to reply. He gestured for her to turn her attention back to the play. She turned back to the stage, and so did James. But he knew that neither of them was watching the play.
James waited until there was a quiet moment in the show to turn the vibrator to its highest setting. He knew the people around Sarah could faintly hear the whirring of it, and would be wondering where the sound was coming from. Sarah could hear it too, and James knew she’d be worried that someone would discern the truth of the situation. He also knew Sarah would be worried that someone would smell the unmistakable scent of her arousal, as she was probably soaking wet by now.
James turned to her and smiled. Sarah looked in absolute agony as she tried to keep the emotions from her face. At the same time, she was extremely excited, near an orgasm, and her whole body was tense with the need for relief. She fought to keep her breathing steady. She brought one hand to her throat; the other crossed at her stomach. Her neck and cheeks were flushed and red; James knew it had nothing to do with the makeup she had applied earlier.
When the action struck up again in the play, James turned the vibrator’s setting back to one. He glanced at Sarah and saw both relief and disappointment on her face. He wished he could slip his fingers between her legs and feel how wet her shaved pussy was at that moment. But he knew he had to wait. They sat in silence for a while, the vibrator humming along on its lowest setting. Then he leaned over and whispered in her ear.
“It’s close to intermission. Go to the restroom and touch yourself for me again, darling. No cumming, just touch yourself. I’ll meet you in the lobby, and I want to taste your wet fingers this time.” Sarah looked at him for a moment, not moving, her face a blank. Then she got up, standing shakily, and made her way into the aisle past James. He hit the pound sign, turning off the vibe as she started walking towards the exit.
James pocketed the remote, waited a few moments and then got up and walked into the lobby himself. He wanted to beat the crowd and get a glass of wine for each of them. He was near the front, and in a few moments was standing off to the side with the wine, waiting for Sarah’s return.
She walked into the lobby a few moments later, just as the first of the intermission crowd was making its way out of the theater. She spotted James, and walked towards him, her right hand hanging loosely at her side and her left holding her purse strap in place on her shoulder. She navigated her way to him through the crowd.
James held out the wineglass for her. She took it with her left hand. James reached down and took her right hand in his left. He slowly brought it to his mouth. He could smell his wife’s musky scent on her hand as he paused for a moment, her fingers only an inch from his lips. Then he proceeded to take each finger into his mouth up to the second knuckle and suck on it for a second before moving on to the next. He kissed the back of her hand and then released it.
“Mmm…darling. So obedient and so naughty all at the same time. You taste wonderful.” They stood sipping their wine, looking into each other’s eyes, until the intermission bell rang. Then they went back to their seats.
James played with the remote through the second act. As soon as they sat back down, he pushed the 1. He turned sideways in his seat, facing away from Sarah, and held the remote at his side where she couldn’t see it. He started a pattern then that he knew would arouse her to her breaking point. He left the setting at 1 for a few minutes, then went up to 2 for a few more. This was followed by a short burst on the highest setting. Then he turned it off completely. He waited a few moments, and started all over again on 1. By the time the play was nearing its end, Sarah was jumping in her seat like the proverbial cat on a hot tin roof. James couldn’t remember when he had enjoyed the theater this much.
The couple didn’t wait for the end of the play. When James sensed things were winding down, he turned to Sarah and motioned that he was ready to leave. She was only too eager to comply with his wish. He turned off the vibe and pocketed the remote. They stood and walked out of the theater. They got their coats and headed for the car.
James didn’t ask, but he didn’t think Sarah had achieved an orgasm. If she had, she had shown remarkable restraint. But he knew that she had been close a couple of times, and that she was on the edge as they walked to the car. He had turned the vibrator on at its lowest setting for the short walk. Sarah had her arms looped through his, and was holding on for dear life. James guessed she was worried about falling down on her wobbly legs. He opened and closed Sarah’s door, and turned off the vibrator as he walked around to his side. He slid into his seat, and turned to look at his beautiful wife.
“Isn’t the theater exhilarating, darling? We should do that more often,” he said, beaming at her. “Come here.” He leaned forward to kiss her, and she responded passionately. Their tongues probed each other’s mouth, and James gently bit on Sarah’s lower lip. He brought his hand up and cupped her right breast in his hand, kneading it and pinching the erect nipple he could feel even through her dress. Sarah moaned loudly into James’ mouth, and placed her hand over his to hold it to her breast. Then after a moment, she pushed it away. Breaking the kiss, she looked around quickly.
“James, please. Let’s go home. I don’t want to do anything here.” James pulled away from her and patted her on the knee.
“All right, darling…let’s go home,” he said, and put the key in the ignition. He pulled out of the spot, went down the ramp and paid for the parking, and they headed for home.
James went in front of Sarah up the walkway to the front door. He unlocked it and ushered her through. He took off her coat and hung it on the rack, then did the same with his own. Then he gestured an invitation for her to move to the bedroom. She walked ahead of him and stopped standing next to the bed. James reached for the zipper on the dress and pulled it down. As Sarah slid the dress down her body, he removed his jacket and tie. He took the remote from his pocket and placed it on the dresser. Then he took his clothes to the closet, seeing Sarah step out of the dress as he went in. They crossed paths as he came back out, Sarah taking the dress into the closet. James groped her butt as she went by him.
He went and stood by the bed, waiting for her to return. Sarah had her hands on the clasp of the bra when she came back out. She popped the clasp, and slid the bra off her shoulders. James approached her and kissed her as she dropped the garment on to the bed. He slipped one arm around her shoulders, the other around her waist, and gave her a deep, wet kiss, probing her mouth with his tongue. Sarah whimpered as his hand slid down to her nylon-clad ass and he pulled her to him.
They continued kissing for several minutes while James roamed his hands all over her body. He stroked Sarah’s back and shoulders, then gently stroked her stomach. He brought his hand up to cup her breast, then brought his lips to her nipple and sucked and nibbled it. Sarah was moaning loudly now, and James was holding her up to keep her from falling back onto the bed. Finally, James pushed her away and sat down on the bed.
“Now, let me watch you take off your hose, darling,” he said. “I want you to bend over and slide them down your legs.”
Sarah grabbed the waistband and started to remove the hose. James put a hand on hers to stop her.
“Turn around, darling. Let me see your ass. And go slowly. Put on a show for me.” Sarah turned so her ass was facing James, only a couple of feet from him. She slowly slid the hose over her ass and inched them down her legs.
“Mmm…very nice, darling,” James cooed. He reached out and stroked her ass as she slid the hose down over her calf to her feet. She stepped out of her low black-heeled shoes, then slid the hose over one foot and then the other and off.
“Stay that way for a minute, baby,” James said, and continued his caress of her ass. He ran his hands down the back of her thighs as she stood there bent at the waist. She was now wearing nothing except the straps holding the vibrator in place, and, of course the vibrator itself still held firmly between her legs. James looked down at her and smiled.
“OK. Come up here and get on the bed.” Sarah climbed onto the bed. James walked around the side and piled some pillows against the headboard. He gestured for Sarah to come up and lean back against them. He slid his hands up Sarah’s inner thighs slowly, enjoying it when her legs parted for him. He reached the vibrator and stroked it with his hand.
“I think our little friend has served his purpose tonight, don’t you?” he asked. Not waiting for an answer, he slipped the vibrator out of the O ring. He slowly removed the scorpion’s tale from Sarah’s abused pussy, eliciting a gasp from her, then pulled it away from her and laid it on the bed. Sarah’s hand went between her legs and cupped her mound for a moment. James hooked his thumbs into the straps, and slid them down Sarah’s thighs and off her legs. Now she was totally naked, waiting for what would happen next.
James got up from the bed and quickly began undressing. He didn’t bother unbuttoning or folding anything. He just shucked it quickly and left it in a pile next to the bed. He was quickly nude, his half erect cock pointing out from his body. He got back on to the bed next to Sarah.
“Well, what should we do next?” he said, smiling at her. He reached out and stroked her cheek, using his thumb to pull down on her lower lip. Her eyes were blazing with list as she sucked his thumb into her mouth. “I know. I’ll bet someone wants to cum pretty badly right now. Is that what you want, darling?”
“Oh, god, James, yes, please…”
“All right, darling. I want to watch you stroke your bare pussy and make yourself cum. Will you do that for me?”
“Yes.”
“Wonderful, darling.” James leaned in and kissed her, his tongue licking at her lips. He took her right hand and guided it to her pussy. She didn’t waste an instant, and began rubbing her clit. She was moaning as his tongue explored her mouth. He began stroking her thigh as he continued kissing her. Sarah brought her left hand down to her pussy as well, and started masturbating with both hands.
James broke off the kiss and lay back beside Sarah on the pillows. He kept stroking her and watching as her hands roamed over her bald pussy. She had two fingers of her left hand working in and out of her wet hole, while she deftly stroked her clit with her right hand. When James cupped her breast in his hand and pinched her nipple, she let out an explosive moan.
“You were close to cumming at the restaurant tonight, weren’t you darling?” James whispered in Sarah’s ear.
“Yes,” She hissed, not losing a beat with her hands.
“And again at the theater, you were close there, too, weren’t you?”
“Oh, yes…”
“I’ll bet if I’d left the vibrator on for a few seconds longer, you would have been cumming all over the place, darling.”
“Oh, god,” Sarah moaned.
“I’ll bet you’re close right now, aren’t you darling?”
“Oh, yes, James, I’m so close.”
“If you keep stroking yourself you’re going to cum for me, aren’t you baby?”
“Yes, baby…I’m almost there.” James brought his index and middle fingers to Sarah’s lips and brushed them gently. She immediately took his fingers into her mouth and sucked hard on them. She was moaning on his fingers now. James took out his wet fingers and used them to circle and pinch her hard nipples, first one breast and then the other.
“Come on, baby, do it for me…” he whispered in her ear. “Cum for me.”
“Oh, now, James…now” she moaned. Her body tensed up and her legs clamped together, trapping her hands there. She rolled onto her side facing him, her eyes closed and her body spasming. She continued to moan. After a minute or more, she relaxed and slumped down against the pillows. “Oh, my god. I’ve needed to do that for the last three hours.”
James looked down at her and smiled. He put his hand on her hip, and kissed her on the forehead.
“Speaking of which,” he said. “There’s something I need to do now. Lay down on your back now, darling.” Sarah slid down the bed and lay down on her back. Her face was now only inches from James’ hardening cock. He moved forward until his thigh was touching Sarah’s shoulder. He bent his leg and laid it across her chest, turning himself so that his cock was poking Sarah’s cheek. She giggled, then turned her head and engulfed the head of his prick into her mouth. She sucked it and swirled her tongue around it. James grabbed the back of her head and moaned.
She sucked him that way for a few minutes, taking most of his cock into her mouth. Then James slid down the bed and lay on top of her, their hipbones touching. His hot, hard cock was pressed against her stomach, trapped there.
“You look so sexy, darling. I just have to have my cock inside you.” He slid his cock into her furnace-hot pussy. They both moaned as he buried himself all the way inside her, and stayed there, motionless for a moment. Sarah brought her legs up and wrapped them around his waist. She was the first to start moving, her hips rocking beneath him. James propped himself up on his hands and let Sarah move on his cock. She started moving faster, grabbing his ass for leverage and digging in her nails.
“Oh, James, I’m going to cum again.”
“Yes, do it. Cum for me, baby.” Sarah’s hips were rocking hard and fast now. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed. She had hooked her ankles around his calf muscles to help drag her hips up and down on his cock. Suddenly, she impaled herself on his cock and stopped moving, her whole body tense, and James knew she was cumming again. It was only after it was over, and she feel back on the bed, that she let out an explosive groan. Then her legs relaxed and fell to her side, and her hands moved up to rest gently on his lower back. She looked up at him and smiled.
“Oh, that was wonderful,” she said in a relaxed tone.
“I’m so glad you enjoyed it, ” James said, smiling. “Now, I have one last thing I want to do before we call it a night.” He slowly slid his cock out of Sarah’s spent pussy. He leaned back on his legs and pulled her right leg across his body so that he was free to move. He got up and stood next to the bed.
“Turn over, darling,” he said, pulling Sarah by the hand. “Now, up on your knees, and turn your ass this way. There’s one last fantasy I want to explore tonight.” He pulled Sarah back by her hips until her feet were hanging off the bed and her ass was up in the air hanging over the edge. James reached for the lubricant on the nightstand, and set it down beside Sarah on the bed. He placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her wet, inviting pussy. Then he began rubbing it up and down her slit. Sarah’s hips were moving up and down now, and she begged James to slide his cock inside her. He pushed his hard cock into her to the hilt in one swift motion.
He slid his cock slowly in and out of her pussy for a minute, then pulled it out and began sliding it between the cheeks of her ass. He picked up the lubricant and squeezed a liberal amount onto his fingers. Then he began rimming her asshole with his slick fingers. Sarah’s hips bucked as she felt his cool fingers against her anus. He quickly graduated to sliding one finger inside her. When she was well lubed and accustomed to it, he pushed in a second finger. Sarah was moaning now and pushing against his fingers.
“Hold still now darling,” James said, as he removed his fingers from her ass. He squirted some lube on the head of his cock and used his hand to rub it in. The head was so sensitive now that his knees nearly buckled from the stimulation. He used his hand to position the head of his cock at Sarah’s asshole. He put his other hand on her waist to hold her still, then very gently pushed at her opening. Her met a small amount of resistance, but then the lube worked its magic and the head of his cock slid inside her. He slowly pushed the rest of his cock into her inch by inch, giving her time to adjust. Soon, his cock was buried completely in her ass, and his balls were resting against the lips of her pussy.
He stayed still for a moment, enjoying the feel of the tight grip of his wife’s ass on his cock. Then he began to slowly slide in and out of her. He pulled out the whole length of his cock until just the head remained insider her, then filled her up with it again. After a few strokes, he began to speed up. He felt her fingers brush against his balls and realized that she was fucking her pussy with her hand as he fucked her ass. Soon, he was feeling his orgasm building.
“Oh, baby, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum in your ass.”
“Oh, yes, baby…do it. Cum in my ass.” Sarah’s words were so exciting to James. He would have never imagined before tonight that he would hear something like that come from her lips. He started moving in and out even faster. When he felt himself starting to cum, he buried his cock deep into Sarah’s ass and let loose. He shot wad after wad of his hot cum into her ass. Sarah was cumming as well, her hand working feverishly between her legs. They were both moaning loudly. When James finished, he pulled his spent cock out of Sarah’s ass with a wet plop, and collapsed beside her on the bed. Sarah slid down onto her stomach. James turned on his side and stroked Sarah’s back, then reached down to squeez her ass. She turned and looked at him.
“Oh, my god, darling…I don’ t think you’ve ever cum that much before.”
“I wouldn’t have cum so much if you had allowed me to cum last night. Serves you right.” He squeezed her ass again. “How are you feeling down there?” he asked.
“It hurts a little, but it actually felt pretty good. I came really hard that last time.”
“So you’re having a good time?”
“Oh, god, yes, James, this whole week’s been amazing. I just can’t get it out of my head. I’m thinking such wicked thoughts all the time.”
“Oh, really? Like what?”
“Just wait and see, darling. Wait and see.”