1. Anal Beauty


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Anal, Author: Poppet, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

    A quick warble comes from my phone, signaling an incoming message. Black letters appear in the tiny blue bubble, relaying the words my husband Travis sent moments before. “I'm going to be late, Emma. Things at work hit the fan and I need to clean it up, as usual. I'm sorry, my precious.” It's an hour before he is due home, so I know how frustrated he must be. I have been with him long enough to know that he is having an extremely hard day. It would have to be Friday, of course, when all he wants to do is come home, kick off his shoes and relax in his comfy recliner so he can watch whatever he has on the DVR. Because I know he has had such a rough day, I plan to give him a treat. It's been so long since I've gone out of my way to give him special pampering. He deserves to be treated like a king, since he so often makes me feel like his queen. Since I know he'll be late, I decide to order in Chinese. That way, even if it is cold, it will still be good. I mean, who doesn't like cold Chinese? I busy myself with cleaning up the kitchen and living room, while waiting to hear from him. My phone chimes again and I quickly check the message. “I'm heading home, my sweet.” Turning on the bedroom light, I begin lighting the candles we keep placed around the room. We both love the flickering light the candles cast when the harsher electric lights are off. It's a dark, mysterious and sensual illumination that is far more sexy that the glare of the fluorescents. When I have them lit, I ...
    retrieve the oil from my dresser and set it near the bed. Then I dig under my panties in the drawer for the blindfold and hide it in my pocket. Moving to the bathroom, I light a few more candles there as well, before running our bath. Our tub is big enough for the two of us and we often share quiet time in here together. I fill the bath with water and jasmine-scented oil. As I'm coming back into the bedroom, I hear the sound of the garage door opening. I quickly flick the lights out in the bedroom before going to meet my husband at the front door. In just my robe with nothing on but my boy-shorts underneath, I feel beautiful and sexy. “Good evening, Travis,” I whisper against his neck as we embrace. His arms wrap tightly around my waist. I inhale deeply, smelling the scent of his aftershave and a slight scent of his natural musk. It is a heady and divine aroma I never tire of. He's in his usual work wear, a suit and tie, though his jacket is off and slung casually over his arm. Sighing deeply, he kisses my forehead. “Good evening indeed, at least now that I'm home with my special girl. It's so good to be with you after such an incredibly exhausting week.” “The weekend starts now," I assure him. "So take your mind off the day you've had, darling. Right now, I have a treat for you!” I smile happily, looking up into his beautiful, ocean blue eyes. “The only thing I ask is that you don't ask questions. Just trust me and go with it, okay?” I feel the giddiness raising into me, like a ...
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