Rachel was stuck in traffic, the unwanted consequence of a world returning to normal. On the bright side, it was Friday afternoon and she didn’t have to think about work for the next 24 hrs.
It had been a frustrating week for Rachel as she’d worked long days preparing her presentation for grant funding. Next year’s budget was reliant on securing the grant, and the pressure had been on her.
Fortunately, her husband James had been supportive, taking care of their three kids and making dinner every evening. For the last four weeks, Rachel’s routine had been emotionally draining. She had left early and arrived home late, barely time to kiss the kids goodnight before bedtime. But as always, James was her rock.
As Rachel looked in the rear view mirror, she got a glimpse of her ruffled hair and wrinkly clothes, and thought she looked frumpy. With her busy schedule over the last few weeks, Rachel had not been able to pay as much attention to her appearance as wanted. Everytime she looked in the mirror, her self-esteem fell farther and she only saw flaws, no matter how many times James told her she was beautiful.
She hated herself for it, but no matter how many times he praised her petite frame, it just didn’t hit home. As she walked through the store everyday, she felt invisible, just another overworked and overstressed suburban mother of three.
But tonight, the kids would be at their grandparents and James had told her to expect a surprise, a reward for her week of hard work.
Finally, the traffic relented and Rachel was able to make it home. As she walked through the front-door, she found the house’s lights on but no one was home. Rachel dropped her purse by the door and walked into the kitchen, and found a few light snacks and a cocktail already prepared. Next to the snack was a single sheet of white paper. Picking it up, Rachel read:
“Rachel, you’ve made it home from a very long week. You’ve been working so hard for our family, you deserve a surprise. If you follow the directions below closely, I’m sure you’ll love your reward.
The tasks must be complete by 8:00 p.m. sharp.
1. Enjoy your snack and relax, just let the stress bleed off;
2. Take a nice long hot bath, and enjoy the attached treat;
3. Put on a favorite pair of panties;
4. Please put in some earbuds with music playing, loudly enough you cannot hear anything in the room; and
5. Put on a blindfold.
When you’ve completed those five tasks, lay uncovered on the bed with your arms outstretched. You will not move your arms.
Your loving husband,
James”
After reading the message, Rachel flipped over the letter and found a fragrant two inch joint taped to the back. With a smirk, Rachel was looking forward to her evening.
After finishing her appetizers, Rachel went upstairs and hopped in a hot bath. She leaned back with her head on a towel, smoking the joint and letting the warm water soothe her. Her mind wandered, trying to guess what James had in store for her. They were sexually adventurous, but he’d never given directions like this. She wondered if he’d try some light BDSM, or maybe roleplay her persistent hotwife fantasy. No matter what, she was excited.
As she finished the joint, she watched the clock on the wall, 7:42 p.m. With a few minutes to spare, Rachel closed her eyes and gently rub her clit, which had been neglected over the last few exhausting weeks. She thought about the fantasy of being watched and wanted in the supermarket, teasing and flashing her ass at men.
She didn’t want to ruin tonight, so she made sure not to cum. She got out of the tub and brushed her hair, again seeing all her perceived flaws in the mirror. Her mind was a cruel judge “my tits are too small, my ass is too flat, my skin is too pale…” She turned away from the mirror, trying to push those thoughts from her head.
She went to her dresser and put on a pair of silky-soft plain colored panties. She then found her phone, and pulled headphones and a blindfold out of her nightstand. She put the blindfold on and laid down, putting the earbuds in and turned on a favorite album, a rhythmic beat she used for working out.
As Rachel laid on the bed, she suddenly felt exposed and vulnerable, and her skin suddenly felt excited. The effects of the marijuana stimulated her every sense, making everything feel more vibrant.
After a few minutes, Rachel felt like she could sense the presence of James in the room. And then, with a jolt, she felt a few fingertips on her chest, just gingerly teasing her breasts and working across her collarbone. She gasped at the sensation, every touch of James’ fingers were like lightning. She felt his hot breath on her skin as his fingers traced along her neckline. His fingers then moved down towards her petite tits, feeling the weight of her breast and lightly pinching her nipple. She moaned in delight and knew her nipples would quickly get hard with that type of rough attention.
They’d never done anything like this before, and the excitement and music stimulated every sense in her body, her pussy quickly getting wet. She kept her hands outstretched and unmoving, not wanting to ruin the surprise for James. In that moment, work and stress were the last thing on her mind. She just let it happen, surrendering her body like a toy to be manhandled and fucked.
Suddenly, she felt his lips begin kissing across her chest, and her neck, sucking on her earlobes and then, kissing her on the lips. She felt James’ tongue push into her mouth, and kissed him back passionately, although he was kissing harder and more assertive than normal. She writhed around a bit as James’ mouth touched different parts of her body, his lips working all her nerve endings. With the soft sheets beneath her and the music in her ears, and her eyes blinded, she felt like she was melting into the mattress.
His mouth locked firmly over her hard nipple, sucking gently as he reached below her navel for the first time. She felt his hand push down into her panties, the fingers expertly pushing her lips apart, coming back nice and wet. Slowly, almost tortuously slow, two fingers pushed inside her and began massaging her g-spot. In response, she arched her back and almost lifted her ass off the bed, allowing him to hit just the right spot. She let out a loud moan in response, although she couldn’t hear herself over the sound of the music.
In that moment, she could barely remember her own name, let alone the stress of the week.
Suddenly, she felt his thumbs hook her panties and pull them off her athletic legs, and once off, she spread her thighs and revealed her pussy. She felt so exposed, so ready to be used. Her heart was pounding, almost audible over her music.
And then she felt it, a warm tongue on her swollen aroused clit as James began to eat her soaking pussy, building up an orgasm inside her. Her stomach flexed and she writhed a bit, careful to keep her hands on the bed. His hands rested on her stomach, right above her abs and womb, as he devoured her pussy. “James has never eaten my pussy so well before” Rachel thought “this is the perfect surprise.”
Her breathing became shallow as she felt the orgasm rising inside her, his hands pulling her hard into his face and his tongue dancing over her pussy, searching for every nerve, worshipping her. As she gripped the sheets in both hands, only a few breaths away from orgasm, she suddenly felt the earbuds pulled from her ears.
“I love you Rachel, you are the most desirable woman in the world.” James whispered in her ears.
Rachel let out an involuntary gasp as the realization washed over her, the mouth on her pussy was not her husband’s. For the first time in twenty years, another man’s hands were on her body, worshipping her and making her cum.
“Oh…..oh my god…..who….” Rachel moaned as she came, unleashing a torrent of pussy juice into the stranger’s mouth. She could barely breathe as her body convulsed, nearly seizing as she experienced her most powerful orgasm in a decade.
She felt James pull the blindfold off her eyes, and she automatically looked down, noticing a patch of dirty blonde hair between her thighs, a distinct contrast to James’s dark hair.
The man continued to work her pussy and James whispered in her ear “you can use your hands now.” She reached out and grabbed his hair, grinding her pussy hard against his face as she neared orgasm again. James just watched, whispering his affection in her ear.
“Eat my pussy…god that feels good….don’t ever stop….” Rachel moaned.
Again, her body tensed up as he sucked and licked her clit, and she came again loudly, her moans filling the whole house. As the powerful orgasm subsided, she melted back into the bed, wondering who this man was, what was happening. Her body was covered in sweat from erotic exertion, and she struggled to catch her breath.
She saw James nod, and watched as the handsome thirty-something fully-clothed man silently stood up, a wet smile on his face, and walked from the room. Thirty seconds later, she heard the front door close.
James laid down on the bed, and held his wife close. He kissed her deeply and she burrowed her head into his shoulder.
For the first time in a while, Rachel was satisfied with her desirability and felt good about herself. All because of a stranger, who never said a word and whose name she might never know.
After twenty minutes, James heard his wife quietly snoring against his shoulder and didn’t move a muscle, this would be her best sleep in a while. It was well-deserved.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ma31nf/welldeserved_attention_mfm_hotwife_oral_worship
Well written, good job
I love this ❤