Lockdown was getting seriously frustrating and keeping me away from the love of my life. But we were doing as instructed by the government and keeping away from each other to protect our respective parents and just keeping to chatting and videoing when time and work allowed.
However, time to ourselves has led to being able to plot and plan what was going to happen when we did get together and also enable the time to do a bit of DIY and by that I don't mean self-pleasure. I mean proper DIY. As to what has been made. You will see as the story unfolds.
Now, as you know from my previous tales I have a colourful past in which I was a mistress but pretty much gave that up when I met my man, who for the purpose of this story I shall call J. Nowadays my mistress head is only on when we're occasionally play as he loves it.
So anyway, during the time we had been apart we had several conversations over what would happen after we initially sated our need for each other.
The decision was made that we would toss a coin and whoever won would take the lead and dominate the other for a session. Both of us having ideas of what we would do to the other. Some we shared with each other. Some we kept to ourselves.
The green light given by the powers that be had us both dripping in excitement and plans were put in place for him to come over to my house as normal. Only this day it was going to be far from normal. Far from gentle vanilla love making that we often had.
The day dawned and I was up early having had a rubbish nights rest as I was too excited to sleep. Time apart, although we were only apart in the physical not in any other way, had certainly made my love for him intensify and my need for him rocket off the scale. We had been so spoilt prior to lockdown in being able to see each other several times a week and having a sex life that was totally out of this world. So, we'd gone from feast to famine and neither of us were fans of that. Today was going to be insane no matter which way the coin landed.
I'd made my normal prep for him by having a shower, putting on my favourite fragrance and some sexy lingerie. Only this time just put a robe on over it as I had a feeling it would not be staying on for long so there was no point in doing much more.
I was pottering about the house waiting for his text to tell me that he was on the way over. A text came as predicted but it did not say what I thought it was going to. Instead it read "I'm parked. Make sure the door is unlocked and then wait for me on your knees in the lounge."
Er excuse me? What happened to the flip of the coin? This was not what we had agreed but I will confess that those few words had got me soaked. I was so horny and needy for him. I would literally do anything he asked the way I was feeling currently.
Doing as I was instructed. I took off my robe and went into the lounge and got onto my knees. Hearing the door open as the love of my life let himself in. Feeling his presence before I saw him, I looked up at him and smiled. Walking over to me he lifted my head up and gave me the most passionate kiss you could imagine. I always thought that when they say the heroine melts into the hero's arms in stories that it was rubbish, but that kiss proved me wrong. I literally did melt into him. I loved this man standing in front of me so much it physically hurt at times.
Breaking away from me he spoke for the first time since coming into my house. "Darling, I will be back in a tick." He then went out of the door and headed upstairs. I had no clue what he was up to, but I did know that he had left his girl very wet and needy kneeling on the lounge floor.
Because this was a long-term relationship and not something that had only been going on a while, he knew where I kept things in the house including the toy box that was full of accessories, both his and hers, that we used for play.
I could hear him walking into the bedroom, moving about, opening drawers, and making other noises that I couldn't quite identify. But I was sure all would be revealed in time.
The stairs creaked announcing his arrival back to me. I had stood up by now and had sat back on the sofa.
"Did I tell you that you could move?" he asked.
"No, but..." I began my reply, but his hand went up in a silence motion forcing me to stop talking mid-sentence.
"But nothing. Get back onto your knees please Clara."
