Have you ever noticed people quietly removing themselves from your presence for a short period of time? Do you question where they’re going? What they are doing?
We are currently holidaying with friends at the beach, and the other day, while I was standing in the kitchen my husband came over to me and placed a leather cuff around my wrist. Now these thing are quite conspicuous, they are wide leather bands with thick D rings and chunky clips hanging off them, so I stood there quietly while he did each of the cuffs up, wondering what he had planned.
After the cuffs were done up he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed, lowering me down until I was on my knees in front of him. I could feel the cold seeping through my jeans, off the hard tiles beneath me. I reached up my hands and undid his belt, slipping the loops out and quietly undoing the buckle. The top button of his jeans came next followed by the zipper. Grasping the top band of his boxers I pull down until his cock sprang free and bobbed around in front of my eyes, gloriously hard and straining towards me.