Author: OneIdleHand
Title: A Surprising Evening
Summary: Another return from travelling out-of-town, and this time, my wife is up to fun and games. In the house and on the back deck, this is basically playing along with her rules before finally having, you know, sex.
Keywords: MF, rom?



A Surprising Evening


Her husband returned home from his business trip on time.  He had 
been away from for week.  The kids had kept her busy enough, but 
she had more or less been bored.  During the week, while the kids 
were in school, she started and finished two steamy romance 
novels.  Her sexual needs had grown throughout the week, and now, 
with her husband home, she needed release.  This night would be a 
conclusion to what began as fantasies and ended as a formal plan.

As her husband entered from the basement, she welcomed him home 
with a hug and a kiss.  She told him that she had already dropped 
the kids off at a friend's house who would keep them overnight.  
She told him to take a short nap, because he usually returned 
tired, and then they would go out to dinner and see a movie.

The dinner and conversation went really well.  She had plenty of 
news to catch him up on, and she was able to not betray the 
nervous excitement building within her.  After dinner, her husband 
asked where she wanted to go.  She told him to go to the movie 
theater that they usually went to, and that she had picked out a 
movie that would be a surprise.  It was now dark outside,  but the 
streets were still well lit by all the streetlights.  She leaned 
over to his seat, and placed her hand over his cock.  She 
whispered in his ear, "I've been thinking about your cock all 
week.  I want you to promise to fuck me tonight."  Feeling his 
cock grow under her hand, he said, "Maybe we should skip the movie 
and take advantage of our house with no kids."  

This, of course, is what she had intended all along.  "That sounds 
good," she said, "but I'm horny enough tonight that I want to be 
the aggressive one.  Here, I'll show you."  She unzipped the top 
of her dress, which zipped in the front.  She pulled the top part 
aside, revealing her breasts.  She was wearing a bra with holes 
made for her nipples to poke through.  She cupped a breast with 
one hand and pulled her nipple hard with the other.  "Now you have 
to drive...you can't watch," she said.  The remainder of the way 
home, she had to remind him constantly to keep his eyes on the 
road.  She covered up whenever another vehicle was close enough to 
see, but she kept playing with her nipples and rubbing her crotch 
all the way home.  As they neared their neighborhood, she even 
slipped a finger in her sex and placed it in his mouth to suck.  
As they drove down the driveway, she had him park in the driveway, 
rather than in the garage. 

"If you want any piece of me, tonight," she said, "then you have 
to agree to do whatever I say.  Agreed?"

"I'll agree if you promise that I do get a piece of you tonight," 
he replied.

"Okay, first I want all of your clothes, now," she said with a 
grin.  He began to wonder what she might have in mind, but  
nevertheless removed his clothes.  "That's very good, and that's 
how you will stay the rest of the night.  Now as a reward, you can 
briefly suck a nipple."  Which he did for a short time before she 
pushed him away.  

"Okay," she said, I'm going inside.  Before you can come in, 
though, I want you to get the small package I placed in the 
mailbox before we left tonight.  Bring it to the front porch and 
open it.  You'll know what to do with it.  Then ring the 
doorbell."  With that she grabbed his clothes, opened the garage 
door, went inside and closed the garage door again.

It was a dark night, warm, with a slight breeze.  Storm clouds had 
covered the sky, but it had not begun to rain.  The cul-de-sac on 
which they lived did not have a streetlight, although some light 
shone from people's windows and exterior lampposts.  Privately 
wishing their roles were reversed, he decided against an all out 
streak up the driveway.  He started the car and backed it up the 
driveway.  He circled the car to get near the mailbox, but due to 
the curve of the road, he could not get close enough to reach it 
from the driver's window.  So, he switched off the car's interior 
light, opened the car door, and quickly retrieved the mail.  All 
was quiet on the street, and their closest neighbors did not 
appear to be at home.  Safe.

He drove back down the driveway, but stopped the car at the 
sidewalk to reduce the distance to the front door.  The 
floodlights were not on, and, fortunately, she had not turned on 
the front porch lights.  He rolled down the window to listen if a 
car was coming.  One wasn't.  He quickly rolled the window back 
up, exited the car, and ran up the sidewalk to the front porch.  
On the porch, he squatted behind the hedge, in relative safety.  
He felt certain his wife was watching, but it was too dark to 
tell.

He opened the large envelope, and found two items.  One was a 
blindfold, which they had used many times in their games.  No 
problem.  The other, however...  He had purchased it with the idea 
of using it on her, but she had made it clear that she was not 
interested.  It had remained idle and forgotten.  It included a 
velcro strap that fastened around the neck, with a strap that hung 
down the back.  The strap on the back also included two additional 
velcro loops through which the hands were tied.  After it was on, 
the hands are basically trapped behind the back.

Well, he thought, she's probably going to have fun watching this.  
He first fastened the neck portion and fastened one hand behind 
his back.  Then he put the blindfold in place and tried, 
unsuccessfully, to fasten his other hand behind him.  Giving up, 
he used his hand to find the wall and move to the front door, 
where he rang the doorbell.  Waiting for only an unanswered 
moment, he rang it again.  And again.  "What do you want?" came 
through the door.  

"In!" he replied.  

"You didn't fasten your other hand," she said.
 
He replied, "I tried, but I couldn't."

"Okay, but you'll have to pay a penalty."  I haven't already, he 
thought?

He could hear the door being unlatched and opened, so he stepped 
back to make room for the storm door.  Instead, he could see that 
the porch light was now on through the bottom of his blindfold, 
then heard the whiz and flash sounds of a Polaroid.  The light 
went off and the door opened.  "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" 
she said as he entered.

She helped him up the stairs and then into the bathtub, and she 
had him kneel on a pad.  She started the water, which started cold 
but grew warmer.  She lathered up the wash-rag and began bathing 
him, removing one arm at a time to get under the armpits.  She 
saved  his cock for last. She took her fingers and pulled his cock 
up by the head.  With the other, she slowly traced the bar of soap 
up and down the shaft and around his balls.  She worked the soap 
until his cock was covered with suds and slippery.  His cock was 
really hard, and she knew that he would cum if she continued much 
longer.  But she enjoyed the soapy feel of his cock and balls and 
teased him for a while longer.  Finally, she emptied a bucket of 
cold water on his cock, which she had filled when the bath began.  
"Whoa!" he yelled, and she watched as his cock quickly shrank.

She helped him from the tub and dried him off, kissing his body as 
she did so.  She gave his cock a couple of licks but decided she 
had better stop now or she wouldn't get to her other plans.  She 
led him to the bedroom, where she placed a chair in front of the 
TV.  He sat down, but she had him scoot forward to the edge of the 
seat.

She went to the bathroom and returned with a strap used for 
holding sunglasses.  She had seen him tie his cock and balls once, 
but she hadn't done it before.  "Tell me if I get this too tight."  
She encircled the strap around the base of his cock, and pulled it 
tight.  He didn't say anything, so she pulled it tighter.  She 
watched as his cock head began to grow very large.  She tied the 
strap off so it wouldn't give.  His cock appeared red and huge, 
and she hoped it didn't hurt.  She then used other straps to tie 
his thighs to the chair, so he couldn't get up.

"Okay, I'm going to go take a shower.  But, I did say I had a 
special movie picked out for you."  With that, she removed his 
blindfold, turned on the VCR and TV, and hit `play.'

Hopelessly restrained, and mindful of a dull throb in his cock, he 
watched.  The movie began with a picture of their bathroom.  The 
shower curtain opened to reveal his wife taking a shower.  She 
made a careful show of herself, trying to keep the shower water in 
the tub.    She started with her face, and she worked her way 
down.  She took special attention to raise her arms as she washed 
her face, which she knew would draw more attention to her breasts.  
She took the bar of soap and lathered her breasts fully, then ran 
her fingers over and around the nipples.  She pulled her nipples 
outward as she moved under the shower to rinse the soap.  

As she worked towards her cunt, the space limitations made it 
difficult for her to give much of a show.  Still, she placed a 
foot on the inside lip of the tub, so he could see as she ran the 
wash-rag through her lips.  After she finished washing, she turned 
off the water and stepped out of the tub to dry herself.  He 
wished desperately that he could play with his cock.

He thought the movie might end there, but instead she sat on the 
edge of the tub, facing the camera.  She took shaving lotion, and, 
spreading her legs wide, applied it to her pubic area.  She picked 
up a razor, and, using the water in the bathtub as a rinse, began 
to shave her pussy.  She had said before that she would never 
again shave her self bare, because of the irritation when the hair 
returned.  True to her word, she shaped the hair into a slender 
vertical strip, while leaving the area between her legs alone.  
Beggars can't be choosers, he thought.  She then pulled out some 
wax strips, and finished the job off nicely, adding powder as she 
finished.  She placed a finger on her clit and massaged it slowly 
for a moment.  She then held up her index finger from her other 
hand and curled it towards herself, inviting him.  The movie 
ended.  His cock begged for attention.

Shortly afterwards, he heard the shower turn off.  She finally 
came out of the bathroom, wearing one of her light bathrobes.  She 
knelt down in front of him, and gave his cock one long lick, while 
looking in his eyes.  Then she picked up the blindfold and 
replaced it over his eyes.  She undid the straps around his legs, 
and then continued to lick his cock.  The strap around his cock 
made his foreskin tight, so she couldn't pull on it very much.  
She then played with it by batting it from side to side before 
sucking the head for a few moments.  After a minute of nothing, he 
heard the sound of the Polaroid again.  She then untied his cock 
and massaged it for a minute before explaining her next plan.

"We're getting closer to the time when you can finally have me," 
she said.  "But first, you have to solve a maze.  I'm going to 
leave a trail of panties and other underthings through the house.  
They'll be spaced out no more than 3' from each other.  When you 
find the vibrator, you'll know you're at the end.  Here, I'll help 
you start."  She picked up a garbage bag filled with her underwear 
and dropped a bra in front of his chair.  She then helped him from 
the chair and onto the floor, and she finally let his arms loose.  
The blindfold stayed on, however.  She placed his hand on the 
first undergarment.  She quickly led a trail around the room and 
over their bed, out the door and down the stairs.  From there, she 
led a trail to her desired finishing point.  She then went to go 
find her husband.

He was at the top of the steps and just figuring out that he had 
to go down the steps.  She was amused as his cock swayed as he 
walked, crawled, and felt his way around, wearing nothing but his 
birthday suit and a blindfold.  He continued through the living 
room, dining room, and kitchen until he found a bra stuck in the 
door to the back deck.  He paused long enough for her to step 
closer, slap his butt, and open the door.  She pushed him through, 
and he gamely went searching for the next.  She would never have 
done that.

The timing of this was working really well, she knew.  The 
neighbors to the side that could see their deck showed no 
indication of being home.  Even if they were, the clouds had 
blocked out any moonlight, and it was pitch black out.  The only 
light visible was that from their breakfast area, shining through 
the window.  She followed him out on the deck, until he reached a 
swivel chair that she had moved to the center of the deck, near 
the house.  He found the vibrator and held it up.  

"That's good," she said.  "Now wait a minute while I get a couple 
of things."  She took the vibrator and went back inside and 
gathered the restraint straps.  She returned and tied him to the 
chair.  She kissed his mouth and face, and moved her hands and 
fingers over his arms and body.  She teased his cock, watching it 
grow and decided it was time for the final act.  

She removed his blindfold, and, facing away from him, removed her 
bathrobe.  She had thought of doing a strip tease, but she hadn't 
been interested in getting dressed for it, and now was not in the 
mood to delay things.  She took several steps away, so that she 
stepped into the light coming from their breakfast area.

As she turned, she grabbed her breasts and began squeezing them.  
Then she pulled on her nipples hard, hard enough for him to see 
them stretch.  She sat in another chair she had placed facing him, 
and spread her legs.  She inserted her fingers into her cunt, 
which was wet, and began to bring herself to orgasm.  Just as she 
was getting close, she stopped and reached for her vibrator.  She 
began working the vibrator in and out of her cunt, closing her 
eyes, but knowing that he had wanted to see her play with herself 
for a long time.  She also knew that she had desired to show him 
but was too shy.  So now she went at it furiously, just as it 
began to rain.  Her passion resulted in groans, and she knew there 
was no going back.  Finally she came hard.  She leaned back in the 
chair, the vibrator still in her cunt, as the rain pelted her face 
and chest.  She opened her eyes, and met her husband's lustful 
look.

Walking over to her husband, carefully keeping the vibrator 
between her legs, she released his bonds.  "There's one more thing 
before you fuck me," she said.  "No there isn't!" he replied.  He 
grabbed her shoulders and moved her over to the deck rail.  
Bending her over with her hands on the deck rail, he raised her 
cunt toward himself.  He reached under her and removed the 
vibrator, and slipped his cock in.  He thrust his cock in and out 
very fast, and she thought he would cum any second.  Although it 
felt really good, she was hoping he would finish because her 
groans had grown to chants of "Fuck Me!" which seemed to echo in 
the yard.  He finally shoved hard into her, and she could feel his 
cum shoot into her cunt.   

They remained together for a few moments, now with a steady rain 
beating down on them.  "My curiosity is getting the better of me," 
he said, "what was the `one more thing' you wanted?".

"Here, I'll show you," she said.  She instructed him to lie down 
on the deck.  She pretended she was going to squat above his cock, 
but she moved quickly to his face.  She settled her cunt above his 
mouth, and with her fingers, opened herself so their fluids 
dripped out.  She wiped them all over his face with her pussy, and 
said, "only just that, except I was going to do it before you came 
in me.  But thanks!  I like your idea better."  As his cock was 
hard again, she settled herself on top of it, and they made slow 
love in the rain.


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