Another Alan and Julia adventure, a bit more light hearted this time. This one comes chronologically after 'The Merger.'
"Come on, sleepy head," Julia called cheerfully as she walked into the bedroom bringing me a cup of tea, she put it on my bedside cabinet, I was still in bed, I was groggy. It had been a very busy week of so many busy weeks, and so far it was only Thursday.
I glanced across at the bedside clock. It read 06:55. I'm normally up by 6:30.
"Shit, I'm going to be late."
I reached across to grab hold of my tea still barely seeing what I was doing, the next thing I know there is a ratcheting sound and I felt cold steel around my wrist, I look across to see Julia ratchet the other end of our handcuffs around the bedpost of our four poster bed head.
"What the fuck." I was instantly fully awake.
I pulled at the handcuffs knowing that they wouldn't come free. A naked Julia swung her leg over my body and sat on my chest, smiling.
I smile back. "Sweetheart, it's a nice view, but please get off my chest and get these off me, I've got to go to work." I say rattling the handcuffs.
She smiles down at me. "No, not going to happen, you're going to be my cock slave today."
"Stop messing around, I've got to go to work."
"I told you 'No', you're my cock slave. At eight o'clock I'm going to phone work and tell them that you're sick, you've caught a bug and I'm staying at home to look after you as I might have caught the bug as well. Then you will pleasure me."
I sort of liked the idea, but it was not me in charge as I usually was. "Can't you wait until Saturday, we'll have all day to play then. I need to go to work."
"No, you need to take a rest. They cope when you're on leave, they'll cope without you for just one day."
A thought crossed my mind. "How am I supposed to be resting if I'm her cock slave?"
I think she could read my mind. "Oh, I won't work you too hard, here's the plan. You will be my cock slave until the grandfather clock strikes one. Then I'll be your pussy slave until the clock strikes 7. So, you should get a full afternoon of rest as I pleasure you."
The Grandfather clock, we brought it whilst serving in the RAF in Germany. The tick tock, tick tock filled the house with a gentle melodic comforting sound, it chimed every fifteen minutes. When the clock stopped once a year when the clocks changed or if I forgot to pull the weights up the house was unnaturally quiet, an all prevailing silence, spooky.
Julia shimmered up my body and put her knees on either side of my head. "Now you've got work to do, if you get me off, I'll let you have breakfast, so get on with it."
She lowered herself gently onto my mouth, I noticed she'd trimmed her pubic hair, that was nice; it would save me from getting hair in my teeth. But now to business, I used my tongue to explore her folds and eventually got into the little nub. She tasted wonderful, I liked how she tasted. I like doing this, but I'm not normally in this position.
I managed to free up my uncuffed hand and bring it into play, with a little bit of shuffling I managed to get my fingers to play with her clit as my tongue explored her pussy. She was breathing heavily, so it was working. I shuffled back to play my tongue on her clit, I gave it all I was worth, sometimes she liked it gentle sometimes, she liked it hard. I thought this was the case for the hard attack. It worked. She shuddered and leaned forward and grabbed hold of the headboard, cutting off the air supply to my mouth and nose. I started thrashing around.
She quickly realised what the problem was and got off me. She looked at me, smiled and said. "That was a good start, that'll get you breakfast."
She reached into her bedside cabinet, took out the handcuff key, unlocked the cuff from the headboard and slipped it round my other wrist. I was now cuffed with my hands in front of me.
"Drink your tea and I'll see you downstairs in 10 minutes, don't bother with any clothing."
With that she left the bedroom, I took a deep breath and wondered what the hell was going to happen today. I thought it wise to do as I was told so I drank my tea, it was a bit lukewarm.
I quickly carried out my ablutions, including having a shave although it was a bit fraught being handcuffed. But I made it downstairs inside the ten minutes with a few to spare, I didn't wish to incur her wrath.
She sat at the kitchen table with her long sexy silk night robe, she pointed to the kettle. "Tea and toast I feel." She suggested. I got her hot tea and toast with a pot of jam should she need it. I put my tea and toast on the table, she pointed at her feet, it was obvious that she wanted a foot rub whilst we ate. I thought that would be humiliating, so I shook my head slightly; we don't do humiliation in this household. Embarrassing yes, Humiliation no. I sat down in front of my tea and toast. "Eat up you're going to need the energy." I ate my toast and drank my tea. She stood up and said to me, "Stand up," I did.
She quickly removed the handcuffs and reapplied them behind my back.
Leaving me standing there she walked into the living room and returned with her mobile phone. She sat in her chair, opened her legs and lifted the robe out of the way, she pointed at her pussy. This was going to be strange, I guessed what she was going to do. I did as I was told and started on her again for the second time this morning. Her pussy still tasted nice, possibly better after her last orgasm. I heard her dial out on her phone. She put it on speakerphone. I had guessed correctly.
"Hello Julia, what can I do for you?"
"Hello Mr Barstow, bit of a problem, I'm afraid."
"I hope you're okay, nothing wrong is there?"
This was embarrassing licking my wife's pussy and her clit whilst she was talking to our boss, we both work for the same company. I tried to slow down. She grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me in harder to her pussy.
