Listening to my heels clank down the steps of the museum’s entrance, I slid into the limo in one swift move, completely flustered by that woman’s remarks. My husband is a very successful man, he breathes his work. The dedication he has to solving the world’s problems gets him awards, money, and recognition. The fame isn’t always fun though. Women that make me question my own sex appeal take notice to my husband’s charms. I never worry, he is completely obsessed with me. I make sure of that as often as he wants.“I’m just saying I didn’t appreciate her tone, is all. The way she phrased her requests seemed inappropriate to say to a man whose wife is beside him.” Having an argument about it only seemed natural. He liked the jealous side of me; made him feel wanted and loved. I didn’t want him to know just yet that sexy women showing my man any interest makes me worried; I need proof he still wants me.“She meant nothing by it, honey. Really. She talks like that with everyone, you know that. Don’t be jealous, I only have eyes for you.” He bent over and started kissing me. His lips trailed from mine to my neck, to my chest and I sighed. Feeling the warmth of him filled my body with the color yellow and fall in love with him all over again. I took his head in my hands and stared into his eyes. I know it’s cliche but, I swear, I’ve never seen kinder ones than his. I never have anything to worry about, he is my safety.Standing in the living room as I put down my bag and slip off my heels, I think back to the model that hit on my husband. Her hair was long, brown, and silky. Her face was perfectly proportioned, eyes an incredible almond shape and sage green in the iris’. Her lips were much more plump than mine, I can see how you’d want to imagine your cock between them. Her body was flawless, she honestly reminded me of an hour glass. I looked into the mirror in my bathroom and noticed my own features. Not nearly as perfect as hers but, I knew just what to do with my body to make any man feel intoxicated.“Babe, I need help with my dress. I think the zipper is stuck.” Another thing I do for him. He loves taking my clothes off and I love watching his reaction when he throws piece by piece to the floor. I hear foot steps get louder and move my hair out of the way so he can see. Before he begins pulling at the zipper, he puts his dick on my ass and holds me from behind. His hands run around to my stomach and slowly up to my tits.“Why did you wear a bra tonight, you know I prefer them free.” He pouts as he squeezes the bra with both hands.“I had to with this dress, otherwise everyone would’ve been able to see my nipples. You wouldn’t want that right?” We’re both ridiculously possessive of each other so I already know the answer. He moves my bra to the side, cupping my tits underneath while shaking his head from side to side. He begins to unzip me and help me out of my dress. The first thing to hit the floor is my bra. I see his face change from impatient to hungry as he stares at my now exposed chest and upper abdomen. He presses his dick to my ass again, firmer this time. His hands lightly graze over my hard nipples before he proceeds to pull the rest of my clothes off.I turn to face him and start kissing him passionately. His hands grab at my ass cheeks and I push him onto the bed. I straddle him, sitting on his lap while he starts to finger me. All I can think about is the model again and my pussy clenches.“I want to make you feel good. You know I love you more than anything, right?” I keep eye contact and kneel down on the floor in front of him. He nods slowly, sucking his lower lip in to keep from showing too much excitement. I grab his dick and lick the shaft to get it wet first. I start giving him wet kisses on the head and he starts making breathy moans. I love the sounds he makes. I then start to pull him into my mouth, going as far down as I can. I go slow for most of it because I want him to be able to feel every bit of my tongue and throat.“Ugh, baby you’re the best.” He says softly. I can tell he’s just watching me so, I meet my eyes with his and start twisting my hands around his shaft. Feeling him get harder makes me so wet, I moan while getting ready to lap up all of his cum. His moans get louder and his hand rests on the back of my head while he explodes into my mouth. As his body starts to shake, I keep sucking, wanting to get every last drop. As I come back up, my face is completely covered in spit and milky white ejaculate. He smiles big at me and grabs my arm to throw me on the bed. He’s never satisfied by just one orgasm, now he needs my pussy to really relax him.I bend over and stick my ass in the air. My back is arched enough that he starts eating it from the back. My body quivers as I hold onto the sheets. Being so turned on already from the blow job, I cum in no time flat. He flips me over and puts me on top of him. His dick slides inside me and I lock eyes with him as I grind my hips. I put my hand over his neck, and tell him how much I love him. How good he feels inside me. I tell him how sexy he is and how amazing I feel getting to be with him. At that moment, he sits up and holds me around the waist. His head is against my chest as he slowly strokes my pussy. The passion between us in this moment is tangible. His love shoots inside me, filling me with warmth. My body responds to his as if waiting for direction, climaxing in total sync.His hands find my face and we sit, forehead to forehead for a while. Just appreciating the other, allowing the energy to speak for us. I am completely wrapped up in him and he in I. The image of the model watching us make love the way we just did comes to mind and I feel a burning between my legs again. I wish he could be inside me forever.
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