Sleep. It was an elusive thing at just the most inconvenient of times. Well, really, basically all the time. John told her it was because of her naps, but frankly, Addison didn't buy that. The naps kept her sane and able to handle the lower sleep amounts. And it wasn't like it was technically all that large of an issue. If she had an eight-to-five like John, sure. But she just did art on the side and kept their house in tidy order. So her hours were really decided by her.
Still... it did mean they didn't wake up together. John would usually be awake a bit before her, maybe even be out the door before Addison woke up. She went to bed when he did of course, but inevitably her nights were this for a few hours. Reading on her phone or drawing on a tablet as he passed out next to her. It'd be nice to fall asleep in HIS arms at night... but c'est la vie. Sometimes on weekends she got that. And really, the quiet moments to herself were nice.
Just a bit boring at times. Addison set her phone aside for a moment, rubbing her eyes. Her hand shoved a long strand of wavy red hair out of her freckled face as she glanced at John. He kept his hair short, a curly brown top and trimmed beard framing just the handsomest beige toned face. He looked so peaceful... sometimes his brow would be furrowed from a stressful work day, but it was relaxed now. He never slept in much, meaning she could get a bit of a look at his shoulders and upper chest. Toned, is what they hinted at. If he wasn't so well tucked under a blanket, Addison would see the subtle traces of muscle on his arms, his slimmer build, the...
Yeah, she needed to get up for a bit. With care, the redhead extricated herself from the bed. She didn't wear much to bed either, but the nightgown covered more than John's boxers. Her phone found its way back to her hand before she stepped off to the guest bathroom. The master bathroom was a bit nicer... but Addison didn't want John to hear her. Plus, there was a shower in here too. That would be useful in a moment.
The nightgown came off quickly enough. A slow stretch in front of the mirror let Addison look over herself. She quite liked how she looked. Her breasts were pleasantly full, decent enough handfuls for most. Sure, she longed to lose a few pounds here and there, but the fat she had really just accentuated her body. Her eyes wandered down to her waist, lingering on the carefully trimmed mound reflected before she turned partially to see that curvature better. Content, she went over to turn the shower on.
White noise, warmth, and pleasant sensations. Those were the main reasons she slipped in despite having showered earlier in the evening. It helped relax her. And drown out any noises she might make over the next few minutes. The phone came in with her: just made it easier. Addison knew there was technically a risk of dropping it, but that's why it was a shower, not a bath. She also sat instead of standing so really, what was the actual danger of damaging it?
For a few minutes she just settled cozily under the warm water, sitting on the floor of the shower and watching it run over her skin. Her tranquil moment got a brief interruption from realizing she hadn't checked for a towel. Thankfully, one was hanging on the curtain rod. But that moment snapped Addison out of the subtle torpor the water had put her in. A few quick motions and her phone was unlocked. A few more left her looking at a search bar, contemplating.
The biggest problem with porn, at least to Addison, was the disproportionate amount of it focused on females. Even within kink, so much of it was male dom, fem sub. Which worked alright enough some days for sure. However, today she was in a more top-mood. The videos that typically came up for female doms though were usually full-on dominatrixes. That didn't suit her style. She liked the control, but ideally wanted a gentle hand through the process. Not quite a "mommy" sort either though. Relaxing, but not nurturing as much. Took longer to find those. Fortunately, today bore fruit quickly.
As the video played quietly, a hand wandered down. Brushing over stomach, pausing for a moment on feeling hair, then brushing along her crotch. Fingers ever so lightly rubbed and teased against Addison's clit as she sat enraptured. The guy in the clip was tied to a bed, a woman in a maid outfit gently kissing and nibbling at him. It wasn't all that far off from something she'd done before with John. Though, they didn't own a maid outfit. Addison gasped as she took him suddenly in her mouth, a certain heat flooding through her.
Want. Well, NEED, at this point. It'd been a week... With how busy work had been for John, he had just been so tired. She didn't fault him for it. Hell, if Addison could take that away she would. It just left her needing attention. That's what these little moments were for. Her body shuddered, a finger teasing her entrance for just a moment... then going back up in a long caress of her intimacy. She sighed, a quiet noise of longing coming with it. But even as that feeling swept her, sadness came with it also.
It just wasn't the same. It never was. The flame within her quieted, slipping back into a faint dull ember. For several seconds, Addison contemplated simply giving up there for the night. The video got paused and the phone gently set on the floor nearby. She'd give so much to do something with him right now. If work was slower, if John was awake and not just in bed...
Mm. Wait a minute.
Addison sat up straighter, eyes going to her phone a moment. Yeah, yeah something like that would be lovely. John was asleep, sure... but it was Friday. He didn't need to get up tomorrow. Standing, she quickly turned the water off and dried off. Everything needed was in the bedroom. Just had to be quiet in setting up. But she could certainly manage that. That ember in her lit with fresh kindling. He'd be awake soon enough, for certain.
Quietly she padded back to the bedroom. The door squeaking briefly made her wince. Fortunately, John didn't seem disturbed at all in his rest. After pausing and building up confidence, Addison crossed through the room to a set of drawers. The bottommost one had what she wanted: several bits of bondage equipment collected over the years. Her eyes immediately went to the right side: restraints. The bed restraints would lend themselves best to this. There was a gag Addison was tempted to grab... Her hands settled on a blindfold and another drawer though.
Yawning. She froze, but John just rolled onto his back. Honestly... that was convenient, even if her heart raced a moment. Nothing else for it... she snuck to each bed corner, securing restraints in place and leaving velcro cuffs conveniently near his limbs. She didn't touch him yet, in part to give herself more setup time and in part out of nerves. They'd played before, but this would be a bit new to them both. Addison ran over the plan one last time in her head, took a breath, and pushed herself more fully into a dominant headspace.
First, the wrists and blindfold. Those were critical. She grabbed one arm, gently guiding it into place before quickly strapping it down. John shifted a bit, prompting her to go next with the blindfold. THAT got more of a reaction out of him as he blearily mumbled "Addy...? What-" Immediately she planted a finger on his lips, shushing him. She climbed on top of him, reaching for his other wrist and securing it. His breathing picked up a bit, but whether he was still nigh asleep or simply trusting, he didn't fight much.
At least, not right then. It was just a matter of seconds before she was off him and had his ankles secured. By then he was distinctly more awake, testing his wrists lightly and breathing a bit more shallowly. Addison climbed back on his chest, smirking as John realized she was naked. She didn't need to glance back to know he was likely waking up quite quickly in other ways now. Gently, she leaned down and whispered in John's ear. "Hi, baby~..."
