Author: somenaughtythoughts

*Hopefully the story is coherent, although English is not my first language.*
It’s kind of mean to say, but I always get really excited when things are stressful at Mike’s work. That leads to him being horny all the time and I can give him the opportunity to let out tension and frustration during sex.
Mike has to be balanced and attentive at work. In his position, he bears a lot of responsibility and often has to take the blame for mistakes that others in his team have made. He is also gentle and moderate in our partnership. His posture radiates self-confidence without appearing arrogant. In conflicts, he can certainly get louder, but he would never insult or intentionally hurt anyone. Quite the opposite of me – who lives, loves and argues very emotionally and impulsively.
It’s hard to get Mike upset in any way, – even in a sexual sense. Maybe that’s why there’s nothing more exciting for me than the challenge of really driving him out of his mind.
On Thursday evening, he wrote from work:
“Hey honey, it’s getting late as suspected, don’t wait for me. I’d rather deal with two idiots in my team instead of lying in bed next to my sexy, naked wife.”
His message made me smile and I replied flattered:
“Hang in there! I’m sure my hot, successful husband will fix things easily. Dinner is in the kitchen. Dessert is waiting for you in bed – naked and full of desire.”
Which was really the truth! Due to his and my work schedules and a surprise visit from his parents, we hadn’t had sex since Saturday! We had noticed our urgent desire when saying goodbye in the morning. We could hardly keep our hands off each other
In the shower, I imagined what it would be like to surprise him at work now. I fantasized a lot about this tantalizing idea, but had never put it into practice.
At this hour the building would be almost empty. I would wear an inconspicuous coat, go straight to his office and lock the door behind me. Before he could say anything, I´d open it and show him what is underneath: The black lace underwear he likes best, matching suspenders, lace stockings and the black knee-high leather boots.
I imagined his surprised and excited looks on my body and felt a slight tugging in my abdomen. I thought about kneeling between his legs, unzipping his pants and pulling his boxers down a little. I almost heard him moaning when I grabbed his cock and put the tip in my mouth.
At this thought, I got really horny and my nipples got hard. I starred at the shower gel drip from the bottle into my hand – as if it was his hard, throbbing cock dripping with arousal….
I closed my eyes and slowly soaped my body with both hands, gently at first, then more firmly when I arrived at my breasts, just as his hands would touch them. A soft moan came from my lips. I leaned back against the shower wall and one hand moved down over my stomach, between my legs. I spread one leg slightly to the side and circled my fingertips over the clit.
It felt so incredibly good that I couldn’t stop. My breathing became heavier and my back slid down the wet shower wall lower and lower until I was finally sitting in the shower tub, my legs spread wide. I moaned, rubbed myself faster and when I was only a few touches away from climaxing, – I stopped.
There was one thing I wanted even more than to cum right now:
Mike should go crazy from desire, while he was stuck in his office.
I turned off the water and opened the shower a little to reach my smartphone. Then I sat back down on the floor of the shower, in the same position as before. While I took photos with one hand, the other continued to caress my breasts and vagina.
Then I sent the photos with the comment: “Honey, I don’t know how much longer I can wait! I’m so horny and I really need you here right now!”
Mike read the message pretty soon and immediately started to reply.
But apparently he broke off without sending it and was suddenly offline.
The fact that he was speechless could only mean one thing:
I had successfully drive him wild!
I could almost see him hurrying to finish his last few tasks, trying to keep a professional expression on his face. In the car, he would put his jacket in the back seat, undo a few of his shirt buttons because of the heat and I imagined maybe a bulge appearing under his suit pants. Getting rid of the suit after work was always a release and today it could be especially uncomfortable and tight….
I couldn’t help but grin in victory as I dried off and combed my hair. Naked and with my hair still damp and disheveled, I walked down the long hallway without turning on a light, as if I were a Victoria’s Secrets model on the runway. As seductively as I could, I opened the bedroom door – even though it was dark and, of course, no one was inside – and flopped belly-down on the bed. I hugged the pillow and blanket as if it were his body lying under me and dozed off despite my still very demanding arousal.
Apparently I had overheard the apartment door open, because the first I heard of Mike’s presence was the unbuckling of his belt. A beam of light fell from the hallway through the ajar door into the bedroom. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him standing beside the bed, his upper body already undressed. He dropped his suit pants and I got goosebumps at the sound of his belt hitting the floor.
Dressed only in boxers, he knelt on the bed, bent over me and kissed my neck. I felt his warm, heavy breath on my neck and shoulders.
I longed so much to kiss his mouth and pull him on top of me….
But when I was about to turn around, he immediately pushed me back on the bed and murmured in my ear: “Lie there like that! Don’t move!”
His voice quivered with excitement, retaining a loving undertone, but was so commanding, as if he would tolerate no backtalk.
He was only inches above me when he kissed my neck again, but this time harder, greedily and demandingly – almost like biting.
“Today was one of the shittiest days of my life!” he whispered without his lips leaving my neck, the deep voice sending vibrations through my body.
I moaned with desire, turning my head a little, trying in vain to say something comforting. “Honey…” – But his lips pressed on mine immediately silenced me. Aroused and impatient I returned the kiss and circled the tip of his tongue with mine.
At the same time, I felt him pull down his boxers.
Mike lowered his body down, pressing his hard cock between my ass cheeks.
“Oh my God!”, I gasped. My body writhed with painful desire beneath his.
“I wanna touch you…”
He laughed in played surprise, as if I’d asked him to do the most impossible thing in the world. Softly and a little amused he said: “No way!”
I made all sorts of reluctant noises, but it was useless.
His hand moved down and I spread my legs expectantly as far as I could under the weight of his body. He circled my clit with his fingertips, gently biting my earlobe as his dripping cock slid slowly up and down between my ass cheeks.
“Fuck me, please!” I gasped desperately and could hear in his voice that he was barely holding back either: “Believe me, I will! You’ll be able to be patient for at least a little while. After all, I had to wait the whole last hour at work and all the way in the car with this painfully hard erection in my suit pants. I kept my temper, even though I wanted to jerk off in the car right then and there.” He rubbed me faster while the other hand guided his cock between my thighs, right in front of my wet entrance and he couldn’t help but moan with desire. Whether he tortured me or himself more was uncertain….
“I hope you gave yourself an orgasm in the shower before – or at least brought yourself close to the edge, because I won’t be able to take care of you or wait!”
Out of nowhere, he let go of his throbbing cock and thrust hard into my warm pussy. We both moaned loudly in pleasure and the feeling of his full size inside me sent an electrifying shiver through my body.
Mike thrust slowly and firmly into my vagina without moving far away from me. “I imagined feeling your hands on me in the shower and I got so horny for you… I decided to wait…”
“My God, my day was pure horror and the photos …” His voice became harder and his thrusts faster. “With your photos and the message, you drove me crazy – I didn’t know whether to love or hate you for it!”
The satisfaction of having accomplished what I wanted and Mike’s greedy lust brought me to the brink of climax. He could read my body signals so well that he was aware of it and pulled his penis out with a jerk, releasing my body. “Don’t…!” I groaned and turned around. He knelt behind me and slowly pumped his cock into his closed fist.
Mad with desire, I couldn´t stand the distance for a moment and immediately climbed on his lap. “I need you to explode in my pussy!” I whispered, being so wet and wide that he slid almost automatically back into my eagerly opened slit.
“Oh fuck!”, he gasped, grabbing me by the waist. He determined the rhythm of our movements with his firm grip, while we kissed demanding and full of desire.
“I’m so close, I can’t wait any longer…” he pressed out soon.
“Oh god yes, do it! I can feel your cock swelling up! Cum inside me! I’m cumming with you!” Our uncontrollable moans were followed by a painfully intense climax.
My pussy twitched as he unloaded deep and hard inside it.
We held each other tightly for a while, feeling each other’s steadier breathing.
Soon we got overwhelmed by a relieved and satisfied tiredness.
We lay onto the bed, staying as close as possible.
Without further words we fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.