My little story about my lover buying me a dress, me thanking him, and my husband coming home…
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My lover bought me this beautiful dress and I can see how he loves the way that it clings to me it reveals just enough of my breasts and giving me deep cleavage but I still look classy and alluring.
He drive me back to my place and I invited him in for a drink… he’s sitting in that large leather chair that my husband says is the throne for the master of the house oh and he looks every measure the Master with his strong body filling out that chair and that piercing gaze on me while I’m mixing his cocktail.
I hand him his drink and he looks up at me with that gaze that tells me that he expects a proper thank you for the dress that I’m wearing… A thank you that I want to give him so much!
I sink to my knees and I open his trousers and wrap my fingers around his massive manly tool feeling it grow hard as I stroke. I just love the feel of cock, I love the musky masculine smell and the taste and the texture in my hand…
I lean forward and I’m taking it in my mouth just as I hear the front door open I look up, my eyes meeting my lover’s and he’s just calmly sipping his drink so I continue sucking… listening to my husband soft footsteps in the hallway.
I feel him there. I hear that gurgling intake of breath that he does. I see this slight movement around the corner he’s watching me suck he’s watching me work this beautiful cock. Even he has to know what a beautiful cock it is… so proud and strong and ready for me.
My lover’s strong thighs start and tighten around me I continue to lock my eyes with his and my mouth locked on his cock. I see him set his empty drink down, roll his head slightly, never breaking eye contact with me as he gives me that wonderful contorted the look of a man losing control.
He pulls my head back just as his orgasm floods out. It goes all over my face dripping down my chin and into my exposed cleavage and then he quietly kisses my forehead as I say, “thank you darling.”
He smiles and he leaves through the other door. He knows my husband is in the hallway and he also knows there’s no reason to have that awkward moment in the hallway.
My face is still covered with his cum as I get up and I walk over to where I know my husband is waiting. He’s looking at me. He’s trembling. He’s not trembling in fear. He’s not trembling in rage. He’s trembling with lust.
I turn one sticky cheek to him, offering it to him, and he gently kisses my cheek, and then softly licks the semen from my face cleaning me if my lovers come in sharing sharing in my joy.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kkxqfh/thanking_my_lover