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It was a cold January Saturday when she woke up to realize she had been on the road for almost five months. Weeks away from her husband with only two days home at a time, left little time for the intimacy she craved and needed to sustain her. Even in the most lavish of hotel rooms, she longed for her bed and the warmth of the man who shared it with her.
She was not prepared for how much her mind would fill with the sexual tension of not having the intimate release of passionate nights with the love of her life. She thought about it all the time, so much so that it was affecting her focus on her work, so this morning she set out to do something about it.
She had been on the internet looking for stimulation and inspiration for her fantasies that led to whatever small pleasure she could give herself. It often would only take a thought in her head; a glimpse of her own bare breasts to make her wet, but bringing herself to climax alone was nothing close to what she was accustomed. She’d tried the shower, lathering her breasts up with soap and aiming the shower jet at her clit until it drove her into a quivering orgasm, but this got old very quickly. The fact that she could read some juicy bit of text or see a brief sex scene and take herself with her fingers in less than five minutes was both a blessing and curse and no matter how many times she did this alone, it was never enough to ease the sexual tension that plagued her focus throughout the days away from the man she could only describe as the best lover she had ever had.
That Saturday morning, she remembered getting lucky on the internet the night before, finding a “toy” store not to far from where she worked. She looked at the piece of hotel stationary with an address scribbled on it and basic directions on how to drive there. Throwing on a pair of jeans, sticking the paper in her back pocket and mustering up her best naughty-store courage, she headed out to shop for a toy. Years of puritanical upbringing stalled her at the door, she paused before entering, thinking about who might see her. It took about 30 seconds before she thought to herself, “fuck it, I’m desperate.” She laughed slightly as she thought about going to this kind of store with her husband as they often did when they were on trips together. They were always there for videos and maybe books, never toys and never before had she gone into a store like this without him.
In the store she was pleasantly surprised by the variety of toys, clothing, DVDs, books and equipment that she had only vaguely seen in the hard-core videos she often watched with her husband. As she walked around the store, ideas swirled in her mind and she started looking at devices she had never seen up close before. It wasn’t long until a salesperson approached her and asked what she was looking for. Almost completely out of character, she spilled her story to the saleswoman.
“I need a toy,” she said, not shyly at all. “I’ve been on the road since September and, well, I miss my husband.”
The saleswoman smiled and said, “I have just the thing.”
Escorting her over to a glass case filled with large and complex vibrating dildos, the saleswoman opened the door and removed a few for demonstration.
“The most important thing when looking at a vibrator is what it does for the clit,” the saleswoman began. “Then you look at size, waterproof and other features that you may want to have.”
“How much are these?” she asked.
“This one here starts at just over $100. These are a bit more.”
She balked for a second. “$100, I have a husband, I wasn’t looking to replace him.”
“Honey, I have a boyfriend and I bought this one, and let me tell you after about a week, I was like, what boyfriend?”
She laughed but decided her first foray into the vibrator realm as a married woman was not going to be through the Lexus of vibrators.
“Do you have anything in a Saturn,” she asked.
The saleswoman laughed. “Yes, we do. We call them our first-timers.”
The saleswoman led her to a wall with boxes of dildos and vibrators. She stood there in awe of the various sizes, colors, features and equipment. Finally the saleswoman reached up and handed her a package with a rounded purple silicone vibrator in it. She summed that it was smaller than her husband and would do for her immediate needs.
“I’ll take this one,” she said. “There’s always time to upgrade if necessary.”
After watching the contented look on the saleswoman’s face, she decided to continue looking around the store. As she did, she began to think of ways she could surprise her husband on her next trip home. She looked at the various oils, gels and lingerie in the store and quickly devised a plan to make her warm welcome home a hot welcome home. Selecting a pair of black crotchless panties and a matching pair of black crotchless stockings, she moved to the oils and edibles section to see what was available. Selecting a strawberry champagne flavored oil, she approached the check out. The clerk loaded her goodies into a black opaque bag and she was on her way, rather proud that she completed such a delicate shopping trip without shame or fear. She drove back to her hotel, anxious to try out her new goodies.
Once she was back in the privacy of her room, she removed her clothes and tried on the black crotchless panties. The thought of her husband sliding his hand up her thigh to discover her open and ready for him made her wet. She found a sexy bra and planned her outfit for her next trip home to look business and professional outwardly but be a vixen of sexual surprises underneath. Standing there viewing her appearance she noticed that her nipples were rock hard. She was already dripping wet at the thought of returning to her lover and heightening his urge to rip her clothes off and ravage her.
She put on some music drew the curtains, downed the lights and decided to play with her new toy. Running a steady stream of lubricant down the shaft of the silicone likeness of a man much smaller than her husband, she held knelt on the bed and slowly slid the shaft inside her. She shuttered lightly and then reached underneath and turned the vibrator on. The feeling was incredible; she rose up on her knees and simulated the action of her husband thrusting in and out of her. Needing more stimulation, she poured a few drops of lubricant on her fingers and flicked them over her right nipple. She moaned and gasped out loud, falling on to her back on the bed and driving the vibrating shaft into her with two hands, arching her back and feeling the vibration throughout her body. The climax was taking forever and as she’d feel closer to orgasm, she’d retreat into thrusts with the toy, making the path to orgasm last longer with every thrust. She could hardly contain herself; she threw her legs open with her feet flat on the bed and lifted her hips to drive it deeper into her hot, wet hole. She bit down on the scream as she reached down and turned up the vibration, throwing her knees down toward the bed as she continued to drive the shaft in and out with the rhythm of her hips thrusting along. As she felt flush and the pressure built to its climax, she hollered out, “yesss” as she let go into a long, steady orgasm. She could feel her own juices and run down her thighs as she pulled the artificial cock out of her hole and closed her eyes to catch her breath. She finally fell into a restful sleep, knowing that she had finally let go of a large piece of the sexual tension that had been plaguing her for weeks.
Going Home
She finished the week playing with her toy whenever the sexual tension overwhelmed her again (which was just about every night). She tried running on the treadmill, taking a swim in the hotel pool, but nothing could take the edge off like a vibrating silicone cock in her hole. The swim in the pool was particularly useless as her suit clung to her erect nipples all she could think about was his lips caressing every inch of her breasts as he flicked his tongue over her nipples. Finally, the night before she was to go home, she pieced together the vixen outfit that would make her husband cum in his pants as soon as she slid into his car. A short brown skirt, thigh-high stockings, crotchless panties and a button-down shirt with tall brown leather boots made a complete picture of her desire to throw him on their king-size bed and fuck him breathless. Thank goodness it was business casual Friday; she knew she couldn’t get away with this kind of outfit on a regular business day. She was hoping her fuck-me outfit would come in under the radar with her all-male team, but coming around the corner into her office, her project lead laughed...”someone’s getting laid this weekend.”
“Damn straight,” she called back. They all knew the separation from their spouses and usually by the end of the week the banter reached that of sailor proportions. The team members took turns going home, one weekend up, one weekend home. It was the standard go home, get laid, come back in a better mood weekend. The pattern allowed everyone to take turns being in a bad mood, and she could only imagine what her male counterparts did to release their sexual tension.
She worked as fast as she could, clearing her remaining work before heading to the airport at 11:30. She was on the 1:00 flight home; 11:30 would give her enough time to clear security and stop by the Crown Room for a drink before her flight. It was a direct flight home, so once she boarded she knew it wouldn’t be long until she’d be back in her lover’s arms. Once she was safely in her seat up front, she called him.
“Hey… it’s me; we’re pushing back on time.”
“Okay. Call me when you land.”
“Will do. I love you.”
“Love you too.”
She debated on setting up the surprise by leading some anticipation, but she decided to let the surprise speak for itself. Through taxi and take-off, she sat back, counting the minutes until she’d be on the ground. Hooked into her iPod, she drifted into a nap for a large portion of the flight. She awoke and realized that she only had about 30 minutes left until she’d be on the ground. She reached into her bag to touch up her makeup and squirt some perfume into the valley between her breasts. She closed her eyes for a moment and thought about that second that he’d reach down to her blouse and bury his face between her breasts and search until his tongue found one of her nipples. Immediately she became wet for him and under her airplane blanket, she reached into her skirt and played with her clit for a second to ensure that every part of her seemed glad to see him.
Wheels down came 30 minute early, she called him and almost sprinted off the plane and down the jetway to the front of the airport. She waited for him, every second wanting him more and more. He finally arrived and they hugged before he took her laptop and carry-on bag as she slid into the front seat of the car. As they drove home, he slid his hand over to her knee and slowly down her thigh. It was at this moment he realize she wasn’t wearing panty hose, but thigh-high stockings. He groped for her skin.
She smiled and looked at him… not wanting to wait for him to find his way to her dripping wet pussy. She reached for his hand and guided in down. He smiled when he realized how easy the access was for his fingers. He slid one down between her folds, he knew that opening better than he knew his finger. She was warm and wet for him and he instantly became hard.
“You went to work like that today?” he asked.
“Yeah, why?”
“’Cause I want to jump you and I worry other guys want to as well.”
“Don’t worry about the guys I work with, they all have really hot wives.”
He started to probe deeper as they became stuck in traffic. All she could think is that there were thirty minutes worth of cars between them on the road and being naked in their bed. He could sense her frustration, he always could, so he reached in and began to play with the wet clit he was teasing. He drove one finger in and slid it around her wetness. She sighed and closed her eyes. She slowly opened her eyes to reach over and find his hard member pressing against the inside of his pants.
She slid up his thigh and grabbed him. He moaned and rubbed her slightly harder as he kept up with the traffic in front of him. They were experts at teasing each other in the car. As she reached over to unzip his pants, she whispered, “remember our first trip to Dallas?”
He smiled with a slight laughed. “Mmm…yeah.”
They both remembered how much they teased each other in the car that trip, so much so that as they were driving down the highway home, he had to pull off the road to a secluded parking lot so that she could adequately reach over and wrap her lips around him. She was so good at sucking him that he could sit in the drivers seat, lean back and enjoy her tongue lashing for hours. Had it not been daylight and bumper-to-bumper traffic, she would have brought her lips to him in a second.
She touched the smooth skin of his rock hard cock and began to massage it. She reached lower down to grope his balls and fondle them between her fingers. He smiled and sighed as he moved the steering wheel with one hand and continued to drive his fingers into her with the other.
“I love those panties,” he spoke out. “I could just play in there all day.”
She smiled, thinking she needed to go back and get another pair on her next trip up. They stopped fondling each other as an 18-wheeler pulled next to them. The truck driver could see down into his low-riding luxury sports car and they weren’t up for giving anyone else a show. He finally had enough of the wait, he sped to the outside right lane, pulled out of traffic and zoomed past the stopped cars to get to their exit. All he could think about was getting this fine woman home so he could properly show her how much he missed her.
Shortly they pulled into the driveway. He jumped from the car and zipped up his pants. She jumped from the car and quickly bent over to pull her laptop out. It took all he had not to open his zipper again, lift her skirt and drive his cock into her wet hole. He watched her bend over in those boots, reached over and grabbed her fine round ass and gave it a good squeeze. They raced inside the house, he turned off the alarm and they dropped her stuff as they passed through the kitchen.
Finally they were in their private retreat, their bedroom. He quickly removed his shoes and pants, she shut the door and lit their patchouli and sandalwood candles and found her other little gift from the toy store. She leaned against her dressing table and reached down to unzip her boots. He stopped her. He pulled her up, slid his hands down her waist and gave her a deep kiss, driving his tongue into her mouth. She reciprocated, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him with the same tongue voracity he was kissing her with. They flicked their tongues together for more than a minute as he started to unbutton her blouse. He paused, for a moment he wanted to enjoy her in that sexy outfit on her that was almost more sexy than seeing all of her. He slid his hands down her skirt and to her legs where he bent down to unzip her boots. He had objected to her buying these boots, but was glad she bought them anyway, because he enjoyed looking at her wearing tall leather boots with such a short skirt. Sometimes he loved her defiant streak because it proved to him that she was her own woman who had the means to be independent, he loved and respected that about her.
He pulled her boots off and reached up and grasped her thigh-high stockings, pulling them off gently and kissing his way back up her leg from the floor. Her skin was so smooth and soft that he instantly forgave all of the stuff she bought that he didn’t understand. He slid his hands back up her legs to those black crotchless panties. He wanted a look at them, they were a gift for him and he wanted to enjoy them. He pulled her skirt back down and reached around to unzip it. He pulled it down slowly so she was standing there in a half unbuttoned shirt, her beautiful lacey bra and those black satin crotchless panties. He enjoyed her for a moment, rose up and pulled her to him to kiss her again. This time as they kissed, he reached around and grabbed her smooth, round ass. Kneeding his hands into it, he moved his lips down her neck to that valley between her breasts and buried his face in her half-open shirt. He then slowly pulled the shirt off of her and reached around her back to unleash her beautiful round breasts.
He dropped her shirt and bra on the floor and knelt down again to be eye-to-clit with her beautiful black crotchless panties. She smelled so sweet; he ran his fingers under the elastic holding this perfectly small piece of satin before him. Holding on to her firm round ass, he moved his tongue into the opening created especially for him. She screamed and grabbed on the chair in front of her dressing table. He was holding her up as her hair thrashed forward and she couldn’t contain herself. Realizing she probably couldn’t take much more he eased his arms back up around her waist and lifted her to their bed. He laid her down, removed the rest of his clothing and approached her again.
“I love these,” he whispered, holding on to her black crotchless panties, “but they have to go now.”
He slid them down her smooth skin and crawled back toward her. He slid his tongue back into her mouth and they kissed again. He moved down to her neck and stroked her hair with one hand as he reached between her legs with the other. Driving two fingers inside of her he pressed up on her g-spot and she arched her back as he moved his lips down to her breasts. He loved her breasts, they were probably his favorite part of her. He freed his hand from between her legs, pressed her breasts together and began to flick his tongue over her nipples, switching between the left and the right. She could feel the juices flowing down her thighs again. He drew himself back up to her, straddled her and slid his throbbing cock between her breasts. She reached for a bit of lubricant and held her breasts together as he slid his shaft back and forth. He could have given her a pearl necklace at that very moment, but he pulled back because he wanted more.
She sat up slightly to look at him with an open mouth with her secret strawberry champagne oil in one hand. Following her lead, he slid his throbbing member toward her mouth and she dripped drops of the oil on to it. It was a warm and cool sensation that tingled up and down his shaft that he had just started to enjoy as she began to lick the sweet oil off of his completely erect cock. She then took her into her lips and sucked him all the way down. She had this amazing flick of her tongue she would do up and down his entire shaft as she sucked hard on him. She loved the sweet taste and he loved the tingly sensation. Her intense sucking sent him into orbit; he moaned and closed his eyes, being taken to the edge again. He had to pull back, so he pushed her back down and drove the entire length of his throbbing cock deep into her hole. She grasped for the bed sheets as he started to ride her.
“Harder, please,” she called out.
He obliged and gave her deep hard thrusts. He looked down at her and reveled in how much she was enjoying his work. He leaned to her ear and whispered, “Are you close?”
She could only shake her head no and he knew he wanted to have some fun with her. He pulled out, took a deep breath to give himself more time and decided to play with her for a moment to cool off so that he could last longer. He immediately put his lips back around her clit and began fluttering it with his tongue. She screamed out and arched her back again as he drove in two fingers to supplement his tongue action. She was dripping wetness everywhere when he decided to enter her again with his shaft. This time he grabbed her legs and turned her on her side, entering her from behind and lifting her right leg up to her shoulder. He loved driving into her when she was on her side, because he could grab one of her breasts and play with it as he pounded against her. He drove into her again and again, thrusting himself back toward explosion. Finally, he almost couldn’t stand it; he reached for her hips and pulled her up to her knees on the bed. Grabbing her hips, he drove into her from behind and thrust back and forth as she moaned out. He knew she loved his deep, strong strokes and he held firmly onto her smooth round ass and he rocked her body.
“You still aren’t close are you,” he called out, knowing he was about to explode. They were obsessed with coming together, so he pulled out of her and laid on his back, directing her to straddle him. He knew she came fast on top of him.
She straddled him, facing him and looking deep into his eyes, she drove her tongue into his mouth as she slid down his throbbing shaft into her hot, wet pussy. He moaned as she rocked back and forth on him, leaning forward to give him those round breasts he loved to play with so much. As he flicked his tongue across her nipples again, struggling to grab them with his lips as she rode up and down on his shaft, he felt the river of wetness that was a sure sign she was close.
“Take me, baby,” he called to her, “that’s it ride me, take me.”
She closed her eyes for a moment, seconds from exploding all over him as she shifted her hips downward and rode him as hard as she could. He reached around and gripped her ass hard, shaking her back and forth as she continued to ride him.
“Oh my God,” she gasped breathlessly, “you’ve got me.”
He smiled and his breathing became as rapid as hers and she kept pounding against him until they both exploded at the same second. His orgasm was so hard she could feel his cum shooting inside of her.
Satisfied she placed her head on his chest and tried to catch her breath. He rubbed his hands down her back and as she turned her head up to look at him, they kissed again.
“Thank you,” she managed to get out between breaths.
“The pleasure was all mine,” he smiled.
She rolled off of him and on to her stomach where he gave her the requisite post-orgasmic backrub. He kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, “welcome home, baby.”
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