My First Erotica: Part 1(Maybe)

John was in love with Nina the first time he saw her. He was at the bar with friends and saw her alone, wearing a red dress that showed all her curves. She had C cup boobs, but a nice ass. He walked over to her and offered her a drink. She accepted, knowing that he was probably going to fuck her brains out that night. After half an hour of talking and laughing, John asked Nina if she wanted to go to his place or her place, for which she said hers because, in her words, she “wanted him to make her cum on her silk bed sheets”. And he did, multiple times that night. 10 years and 3 kids later, John and Nina were happily married. Even with their children, they still managed to fuck 2 or 3 times a week. But, on Valentines Day, especially this year, Nina was going to turn that into as many times and John wanted. She called off work that day while John went to his job and took the kids to school. John knew Nina was planning something, so he made arrangements for their kids to sleep over at his parents house for the weekend. Nina bought new red panties and a matching bra, and also new cherry red lipstick. She drove home from the store about half an hour before John was going to get home from work, so she quickly got ready for John to fuck her brains out all night and probably all day tomorrow too. She quickly put on the bra, panties and lipstick. Then, Nina grabbed a note pad from the kitchen and wrote: “Come up to bed and see your treat. I’m all yours tonight. Anything you want to do to me, do it. I have no choice but to be your plaything. And remember,make me cum for every year we’ve been together. -Nina”, and stuck it on the inside of the front door so John would easily see it when he walked in. She then grabbed candles and whipped cream, taking them upstairs with her. After lighting the candles and placing them all around the hallway leading to their bedroom, she then sprayed whipped cream all over her boobs, stomach, vagina, and legs. Immediately after doing her legs, she heard the door to John’s car shut, so she quickly laid on her back and waited. John unlocked the front door, slamming it shut. He kicked off his shoes and unzipped his coat. While putting it on the hanger, he saw the note, read it, and rushed upstairs, pulling off his shirt as he did. He smelled the scent of the candles leading him to his bedroom. He opened his bedroom door to see his wife on his bed, waiting it he used. “Well?” She said, “I decided to skip dinner tonight so come get your dessert”.