Yes, I was looking for trouble. I thrive on it. I entered through the Front door into the darkened house, and threw my dusty Akubra hat down beside the door, grateful to be out of the cold biting midnight Blacksoil 'Downs' wind. By the time the cattle had been let out and I had finished work it nearly nine at night. I was still dressed in my dirty and dusty work clothes, Wrangler Jeans, long sleeve shirt, Ariats and Bull Belt hanging low on my hips.
I had only paused to tie my Red Cattle Dog Pup up in her kennel, before racing inside to get out of the wind. I was late, and I knew it. But I was still annoyed as I had spoken to him about 30 minutes ago, and he knew I was that close, but had still gone to bed on me. We hadn't seen each other in a week and a half, I thought he was eager to see me; I sure as hell was to see him. I was feeling horny a week ago, by the time I was an hour away I was dreaming of fucking all night, regardless of being bone weary from my work.
Knowing Jeff was fast asleep, and would sleep through anything, I went to the freezer. I was looking for Ice cubes, but settled for a bottle of frozen water. I quietly walked down the hallway to his bedroom, my heart was thumping in anticipation, and I was shaking with nerves.
I stopped briefly in the bathroom and washed my face and hands. I gave my hair a quick brush, and put my hair up in my ponytail with a grin, wondering how long it would stay there. I peeled off my long sleeve shirt, and inspected my singlet, it wasn't too dusty thankfully. I thought about taking the rest of my gear off, but I just wanted to wake Jeff up and 'punish' him for going to sleep on me. I didn't know 'what' I was going to do, only that he would pay.
As I exited the bathroom I could hear his soft snores and hesitated for a moment, as usually Jeff only even snored if he was exhausted. I thought back to our earlier conversation, he hadn't mentioned being over tired, and he hadn't sounded it either. Then decided that if he hadn't told me he was tired, then he wasn't. I had needs that I couldn't continue to ignore, so I grabbed a couple of jelly snakes as I headed past his Office.
I was sucking on a red snake, knowing Jeff would take it off me because they were his favorites. As I crept through the darkened house to his bedroom, with only the streetlights to light my way, every floorboard that creaked when I stood on it sounded louder than a Thunderclap. His bedroom was pitch black, I couldn't even see six inches in front of me. As my eyes became more accustomed to the blackness, my other senses started to kick in. I could smell the smell that was decidedly Jeff, a mix of Imperial Leather, Cigarettes and sweat, and how I found it a turn on!
As I neared his bed, I bumped into something in front of me and stopped. It was the damn Oil Heater. "Bloody hell" I muttered as I sidestepped it. His alarm clock put a weird gentle green glow across the bed. I could see his sleeping form under the blankets, my blood started zinging through my veins and my heart rate doubled. I lifted the blankets and sheet quickly and pushed the frozen bottle onto his back.
"Arghhhhh!" Jeff yelled as he shuddered awake, "You BITCH." The bed complained with a groan as he grabbed me and rolled me onto my back on the bed, wrestling the frozen bottle away from me. I tingled in anticipation, as he snatched the snake from my mouth and started eating it, as he crouched over me and pressed the icy bottle to my heated skin. I gasped in pleasure, knowing his mouth would soon follow.
"Hi Baby. I missed you." I sighed as his lips touched my stomach. His tongue swept over the chilled skin and his breathe warmed me. I felt my nipples tighten, and the heat start to pool in my stomach. My pussy started to tingle, and I knew I was dripping wet. He slowly moved across to my wrists, nipping my tender skin. As he moved towards my elbows his nips got rougher and he was biting harder as he moved up my arm.
"I think you like it rough." he growled, as I gasped from the sting in his bites. He was watching my chest rise and fall, as he moved the Icy bottle up and gently brushed it against my nipples. Again I gasped and then moaned as his hot mouth followed. He sucked my breast deep into his mouth. All I could hear was my heartbeat pounding in my ears, and felt the warm wetness pool between my thighs. I lifted one knee up and pushed; flipping him onto his back, as I did I felt his rock hard erection pushing into me.
I lifted his shirt, exposing his hairy chest to my gaze and I leant forward to gently flick his nipple with my tongue. As I lathed his nipples and stopped to nip them not so gently, I reached down and undid my thick leather belt. I very quickly gathered it and did a double loop over Jeff's wrist before he knew what was happening. I quickly buckled my belt to the twisted timber and iron bed head. I leapt over the bed to his clothes rack grabbed his work belt and dived back on top of him.
Jeff had nearly undone my belt from his wrist so I kissed him and rubbed suggestively against him, taking his mind off freeing himself. I looped his belt around his other wrist. As I moved it towards his bed head, he fought briefly, "Please don't tickle my feet." he pleaded, and I shook my head to indicate I wouldn't before he would allow me to buckle it up too. I moved back down his body, kissing and nipping his skin as I moved down his neck. Jeff moaned as I sucked his nipple.
"Oh shit, this isn't fair. I want to touch you." He groaned after a couple of minutes, and strained against the belts. He tried to move his fingers towards the straps to undo them, but they were just out of his reach. He strained towards me, trying to get me to kiss him, trying to push his rock hard cock against me to ease his frustration.
"Uhuh." I said as I moved away from him, "You don't get to touch." I moved back to lick and suck his nipples, getting more turned on by his groaning and thrashing trying to free himself. Again he lifted his upper body off the bed and surged against the belts, straining to get free. I moved away from him, until he groaned and settled back on the bed again. I let my hair loose and gently trailed it across his body, just letting it brush across his sensitive nipples.
"Why not?" his voice was roughened with desire, "Why can't I touch you?" Again he surged against his bonds. I reached up and loosened them slightly, feeling damp slick of sweat under the belts, as I didn't want him to hurt himself. He tried to lick my nipple, so I arched away from him.
"Hey. I work all day, and then drove nearly three hours to find you couldn't wait 30 minutes for me to arrive, after I called you to let you know where I was. You don't deserve to touch me. I'm going to torment you as you deserve." I explained as my mouth moved back down his body. I was that close to his skin my breath moved even the finest of hairs, but still I wouldn't ease his frustration by touching him with my mouth or tongue. He started trying to work his wrist through the belts. "Behave!" I said, but he ignored me so I nipped his skin hard, unknowingly leaving a small mark which would later bruise.