He startled awake to the jingling sound of a key working the front door lock. His heart immediately jumped into high gear in a panic: nobody else was supposed to be home, nobody else was even supposed to be in town. There was a loud click as the deadbolt was thrown and a final jingle as the key was retracted. He was slightly more awake now, his brain processed the thought that whoever arrived had a key, and his heart settled down a bit. Footsteps. The clunk and clatter of keys echoed off the soundboard-like table in the lonely house. More footsteps, this time approaching. The bedroom door slowly swung open. He gave her a look of questioning confusion. She lustily growled one word in a half-whisper, half-command: “Silence.”
She moved to him and put one finger to his lips and then pushed his head back down onto the pillow, indicating his cooperation was *non-negotiable*. Before his head was pushed back he got a quick look at her to see her in the new form fitting walking outfit that was his favorite and her colorful walking shoes. Her bright red lipstick was slightly out of place with the rest of her exercise outfit. She flung the covers all the way off the foot of the bed. She was rewarded with the expected sight of his nakedness. She placed a hand inside either calf and opened his legs. She quickly placed herself between his legs, her face hovering above his cock. He was still a little confused but his heart sped up again as he started to realize what was happening. That increased heart rate brought increased blood flow. With each heartbeat his cock pulsed, bounced, and grew slightly more erect. Before she gently kissed the tip his member was already nearing full size. He did not dare deviate from her earlier verbal command.
She began in ernest: A gentle kiss of the tip. She used one hand gently holding his shaft in position. Another kiss of the tip. Kisses down one side, kisses back up the other. A lingering kiss on the underside of his head, “The Spot”: his most sensitive spot. His cock was now fully erect. She licked her bright red lips and took the head in her mouth, her cheeks created a slight suction Her tongue found that spot again. His head turned left and right in involuntary ecstasy. She pulled off and kissed down and up the sides again. He looked down at her, making eye-contact with her hungry eyes. She squeezed from the bottom up, his pre-cum jumped out of the tip, landing on his abdomen. His head collapsed back onto the pillow. She went back to work on the head for a few moments, this time swirling her tongue around, focusing on that spot, then swirling around again. She slowly began taking more and more of him inside of her, her tongue never stopped working his shaft. She could comfortably take about half of him. She spent some time thrusting up and down to that point, then paused to work the head again. This time her hand also worked the shaft, wet with her saliva.
She paused to catch her breath and clear her throat. She placed her free hand under his balls, her warmth made them tingle. She took the tip back her mouth. Then ever so slowly took more. And more. And more. She briefly paused at the half way point. He wanted to whimper but wasn’t sure what the consequences of breaking her command would be. He soon learned that didn’t matter, she knew what he wanted, and she was here to give it to him. Her mouth continued down. She slowly took more and more of him. Her head swirled slightly left and right as she worked her lips all the way down to the base. It was so warm and intense. He looked down again, their eyes met while she had every inch of him in her mouth. He was on the edge. Her tongue worked up the underside of his cock as she ever-so-slowly pulled her head back. He saw a ring of red lipstick around the base. She worked the full length of the shaft with her hand. She knew he was close. She took the head again, sucking hard. A moment later she simultaneously worked the shaft with her hand. He wanted to put his hand on her shoulder or run his fingers through her hair, but she was in-charge, and she had not commanded it. Her tongue darted to *The Spot* and drove hard. She felt his balls tighten and she took him deeper inside just as the first darts of cum hit the back of her throat. She sucked harder, immediately swallowing a load with each contraction of his balls. She sucked more gently with each passing second, lingering, ensuring to get every drop.
Before retracting her mouth for the last time she reached up to put a finger on his lips. He understood the sign: Not. A. Sound. She untangled herself from his legs, stood up, and pulled the covers back over him. She gave him a peck on the lips and bounced out of the room with a smile on her face, satisfied with a job well done. He heard the scrape of keys on the table, the door opening and closing, and the throw of the deadbolt. He stared at the ceiling in bliss for a short time. His eyelids grew heavy. His body tingled with endorphins. He drifted back to sleep thinking of ways to return the favor, leading to some very pleasant dreams.
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