1. Saturday submissive


    Date: 10/11/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: samuelle, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    forty-third birthday I still looked damn good. My 5’6” frame carried my 130 pounds well. There was no droop yet in my B cup breasts and my pubic region was free of hair except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. I turned and looked over my shoulder at my backside and my small round ass. Jack loved my butt; he rarely walked by me without patting it or dragging his hand across it. His frequent touches always made me feel loved and sexy. My brief appraisal complete, I continued to the counter and poured myself another cup of coffee before returning to my chair at the table. My mind was reeling and my hormones raging, wondering what Jack was doing right now and what might be next. The more I thought about it, the more stimulated I became and by the time Jack returned I was quivering with anticipation. He reentered without speaking, nonchalantly pulling the chair directly across from me and sitting down as if it was just another Saturday morning and I was fully clothed. He turned his computer so he could see the screen and began typing. Flummoxed by his inattention and on the verge of a mental orgasm, if there is such a thing, I was about to speak when suddenly he spoke without looking from his computer. “Need more coffee?” he asked. My voice cracking slightly, I replied, “No thank you I have had enough.” “Are you ready for your shower then?” Before I could respond, he stood and offered his hand. I took it and he led me to our bedroom. The moment I stepped inside, it was ...
    apparent where he had been. Flowers and their incredible scent filled the room. They were on the nightstand, the dresser and draped across the headboard. There were even petals scattered on a shiny white satin sheet that I had never seen. Tears welled in my eyes, I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. It was the most romantic room I had ever seen. He turned and brushed his lips sensuously across mine while simultaneously pressing his body into me. I felt his arousal press against my stomach as his tongue ran across my lips before winding its way into my mouth. I responded eagerly to its entry by gently sucking it before softly sucking and biting his lower lip. Our lips were locked together as our tongues danced frantically in each other’s mouths, building the lustful desire between us. Just as I raised my leg to hook his waist and pull him even closer, he broke our entanglement to slide his hand down my arm, grab my wrist gently and pulled me into the bathroom. I stood in silence as he turned the water on in our glass shower, stepped back, and sat on the edge of the tub, never taking his eyes from me. “Please step in and pretend I’m not here,” he said, as steam began to roll out the open door. Needing no further instruction I stepped into the shower. The warm water split at my neck, part of it cascading down my back and off my butt while the other ran between my breasts, down my tummy and legs to my toes and the drain. With the water enveloping me, I looked through the ...
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