I leaned back in the tub, and the warm water lapped around my body. After a long day of shopping and planning, I needed some extra time to relax and make myself ready for the upcoming evening. I had huge plans for my husband and myself. Hopefully by the end of the night, his inhibitions would be gone and the earth would be moving.
Don't get me wrong, our marriage was good. Mike was five years older than me and he knew how to treat a lady. I had everything I wanted plus knowing that he loved me. It was perfect except in one place, the bedroom. In the year that we had been married, there had been no adventure in the bedroom. Absolutely nothing exciting happened. Once a week, we would take our clothes off, he would get on top of me, make a few good thrusts, and then he would roll off and go to sleep. The rest of the time, he was always asleep before I could even get in bed.
I didn't want to have an affair, but I wanted more. I wanted excitement. I wanted teasing. I wanted to feel his breath between my thighs. I wanted him to lick my pussy. Most of all, I wanted to have an orgasm that I didn't bring on myself. Hopefully, all of the preparations that I was making would give me the results I wanted.
I filled my hands with the warm bath water and let it fall on my bare skin. The heat engulfed my body. The light lavender scent of the oil in the water tickled my nose. The oil also made my skin silky soft. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations.
The bath was more than just relaxation. It was in preparation for the night. I took a little extra care while preparing for myself for Mike. After I shaved my legs, I shaved my bush. I had always kept it trimmed neatly, but shaving it smooth was something new to me.
Manipulating the razor around the sensitive parts excited me. I rubbed my hand over the freshly shaved area. The baby smooth skin felt so good. I let my fingers wander down to my lips. I rubbed them up and down my slit. The feeling of excitement grew stronger inside of me. Spreading my lips, my fingers found my clit. It was beginning to swell with desire. I rubbed little soft circles around it and it hardened more. Images of Mike's head between my thighs floated through my thoughts. In my mind, my fingers were actually his tongue. I could feel the soft flicker of it all over my pussy.
I could feel the slick excretions increase as I stroked up and down between my soft lips. I gently penetrated myself with first one finger, then a second. A rush came over me when I stretched the inner walls of my pussy to accommodate both digits. I moved them in and out of me, slowly at first. As my feelings intensified, my rhythm increased. My hand was slapping against my skin under the water. The water was sloshing around my body. My thumb found my hard clit and pressed hard onto it, making small circles. Before I realized it, my legs were quivering, and my hips were involuntarily moving to meet each thrust of my own fingers. My thighs gripped my hand, and the orgasm consumed me. My breathing was fast and heavy. I felt my own muscles contract and grip my hand from within as I came.
I sank down in the water, letting it cover me up to my neck. I had to get my heart rate back under control before I could get out of the warm silky water. The diversion had cost me only a few minutes, but I had to rush to finish getting ready before Mike came home from work. I dried off quickly and sprayed some pheromone perfume all over my body, including across my thighs and hips. I quickly dressed in what I believed to be the sexiest thing I could buy.
I looked in the mirror and was amazed. The black leather corset was cinched up to show off my tiny waist and give me maximum exposure of my breasts. Their luscious mounds peeked over the top of the leather, which barely covered my nipples. The bottom of it hit just above my pubic area. There were attached elastic garters, which I gently connected to black thigh high stockings. The garters and the hem of the corset outlined my freshly shaved pussy. That was all I planned to wear to greet Mike when he came home from work.
Plates of fruits and cheeses were placed around the blanket and pillows that I had spread on the living room floor in front of the fireplace. The small fire crackled as I double checked to make sure everything was perfect, including fluffing the pillows. I lit several scented candles around the room and turned off the lights. The glow from the candles and the fire gave the room a very romantic feel.
Hearing his car in the drive, I grabbed the wine and glasses from the kitchen. I set them down beside the blanket and lay down seductively facing the door.
"What is this?" he asked as he dropped his keys on the table beside the door.
"I thought you needed a little special treatment tonight. Come and sit." I patted the pillows beside me.
His facial expressions said he was a bit hesitant, but he joined me on the floor. I moved close to him and gave him a light kiss on the lips. His lips were always soft and tender. He responded by wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer. My tongue darted in and out of his mouth. I could feel his heart beating faster. I straddled his outstretched legs and untied his tie. I let it drop to the floor in a small heap. As I was unbuttoning his shirt, he fixed his eyes on my outfit.
"So what is this?" he asked pointing to the corset.
"Just a little something I picked up. I thought you might like it."
"I like it all right. I've never seen you in something like that, but I do like it."
"I am hoping we find a few other things that are a bit out of the norm tonight," I said smiling a devious little smile.
"Should I be worried?" he asked jokingly.
"Not at all. I promise nothing will hurt," I told him as I placed a strawberry against his lips.
He bit into the strawberry and some of its juice ran down his chin. I slowly licked it off. I felt the bulge in his pants growing and pressing into me.
