My husband, Mr S has been nagging me to write this story for some time. I have finally got to it, so happy birthday to the love of my life.
This is the final story in the trilogy (Taming the brat and The brat gets benched) so to speak. The first two stories are primarily from his point of view and he is very much the dominant in our relationship. However, this one is set from my vantage point, his totally bratty and sometimes a little less than submissive wife!
I have done some burlesque dancing in the past and Mr S often enjoys being a little spoilt with an evening of private dances. This is followed by a totally gratuitous lap dance where I get to writhe and grind all over him. Often this culminates in what can only be described as a total fuck fest on the lounge room floor. After some rather bratty and naughty behaviour that resulted in me being pulled across his lap and having my butt well and truly spanked he demanded that I arrange an evenings entertainment for him. He always gives me a couple of weeks to plan and of course obtain a suitable outfit. This story is about that evenings entertainment.
Mr S returned from work promptly at 6pm. I had left written instructions in the hall. He was make himself comfortable on the corner sofa in the lounge. I had already set the lighting and music. On the small table was his favourite beer and a little bowel of snacks. Letting him get settled and relaxed I finished getting ready. Beside the snack I left a blindfold and after a bit of time I called down suggesting it was time to put it on.
I entered the room quietly, my black sky high fuck me boots making no noise on the carpet. Standing between his spread legs I leaned forward, gently running my finger down his cheek, neck, and chest. His nose slightly flaring as he breathed in my perfume. I knew he would recognise it immediately as I am strictly a Black Opium girl. His hand stretched out to try and caress my leg, gently sliding upward. I let him go a little way and then returned his hand to the sofa. Taking the crop I was holding I stroked it across the side of his neck. Then lower toward his groin stopping just short of the bulge in Mr S' trousers. I slowly raked the crop up his left inner thigh, lightly across the groin and down his right thigh.
A slight moan escaped his lips. Using my crop I stroked over his body lightly. Puting the crop to one side and using my fingernails I stroked up and down his thighs avoiding the ever increasing bulge that was begging for some attention. I may be a bratty submissive but I love to tease and I know exactly how to tease and torment my husband. Letting my hands wander at will over his torso I began to straddle his thighs. Gently letting each leg brush against his cock as I settled each side of his hips. I slowly began to lower myself onto his lap lightly before rising to brush my tits against his chest and face. Eventually I sat on his lap rocking gently back and forth over his hard cock. I then removed the blindfold. Mr S groaned in appreciation, biting his lip I could already see all the possibilities he was imagining flicking through his mind.
'You like?' I asked a little coyly.
'Fuck yes' he growled in response.
I knew then I had chosen my outfit well. It was a bit of a police woman combo but obviously with a saucy sexy twist. A tight light blue blouse. Unbuttoned to the bottom of my cleavage revealing hints of a plunging red and pink satin and lace bra. Being a 32F I have tits that produce a pretty cracking cleavage. Voluptuous and soft, with a little bit of a jiggle as they are completely natural. Personally I rather like my nipples as they are a very pale pink and so completely and utterly responsive. I really love them to be licked, sucked, and pinched. Luckily Mr S is a total tit man. To be honest he is an arse and a tit man. The blouse is tied up under my tits. Across my abdomen my red suspender belt is visible. Clipped to this are my black stockings. I am also wearing a pair of navy hotpants, a pair of cuffs hanging off a loop on the side. The hotpants are hiding a matching pink and red thong. Now I am also a girl with a butt. Its pretty pert and firm and I work out a lot to keep it that way. Mr S is most definitely appreciative of a nice feminine peachy butt. He loves to squeeze and fondle it. But as you all know he really loves to spank it. He says it goes a lovely blushing pink with just the right amount of wobble. The black leather fuck me heeled boots complete the look.
I continue rolling my hips and begin sliding my hands over my tits sometimes teasing and pinching my nipples. I can see his eyes following my every move. I let him hear me pant slightly and softly moan as I use my pussy to grind on his cock. I lean in and give him a soft kiss, running my tongue over his lower lip before deepening to a hard tongue thrusting passionate kiss off. I pull back and slowly stand. Time to begin the entertainment and sexily strut to the chair in the corner of the room.
Over the next few songs I am going to use all my talents as a dancer to tease, suggest, reveal and hide my body to best best possible advantage. I love props and think nothing of whipping out a dildo from a hidden location and simulating a blowjob. Licking and caressing it before deep throating it. Letting Mr S imagine my lips surrounding him whilst his cock is buried deep in my mouth. I always like to choreograph some element of tug and pull or ebb and flow. Make you think I am going to get closer to you, excite you and then pull away. Teasing heightens the pleasure after all. You have my full attention and I most certainly have yours.