Playing with Fire
Nick and Anna
I had been on duty or on call for the last three weeks, battling one fire after another. There was a serial arsonist out there making my life a living hell, and keeping me from my beautiful wife. I heard through the grapevine, the cops finally found a suspect and had him in custody, so the chief gave some of us the weekend off. I was so tired I was just hoping to make it home before I crashed the truck.
I pulled the window down and let the cool night air rush in and slap me in the face. With the music blaring, I managed to stay awake enough to stay on the road and make it home. The house lights were dark, except for our bedroom window. I could make out a faint glow from behind the curtains.
Anna was still awake, reading probably. There was a note on the door. "I made you a plate in the fridge." With the security alarm reset, I stashed my duffle in the hall closet and made my way to the spacious kitchen. Anna always leaves a plate in the fridge for me, so I didn't see any reason for the note. When I opened the fridge I saw a foil covered plate with a note tapped to the top.
"I'm upstairs waiting for you. Eat first lover, you need your energy tonight."
I grinned and felt a familiar stirring in my pants. Oh yeah! I hadn't had the time or energy for sex in almost a week. I was suddenly more awake than I had been all day. I peeled back the foil on the plate and saw a large roast beef and cheese sandwich, some chips, and in the middle of it all, a tiny scrap of lace. I put the plate down and lifted the black thong up with one finger. Under it was another tiny scrap of paper.
"Get your fill, I need you to fill me up too." I ate faster than humanly possible, and washed it all down with a glass of milk. With a full stomach and my cock at full mast, I took the stairs two at a time. At the bedroom door, there was a another note.
"Strip, and then come ravish me."
Oh man...I tore my clothes off and barged in the door. What I saw stopped me in my tracks. My wonderfully sweet, sexy wife had tied herself to our bed, all naked and spread out. Well, her legs and one arm...I watched her hands playing against her smooth skin, over her breasts, trailing downward toward her pussy. Her face and skin was flushed, and she moaned softly when a finger delved between her moist lips.
"Anna..." I gulped, "Wow."
"Come here lover, and watch me."
"Just watch?" I said hoarsely, taking two steps into the room.
"I've been thinking about you all day...wanting you...needing to cum. Wanting you to watch me cum."
"Oh baby...I love watching you." My cock twitched and pulsed more, and started leaking precum. "But I'm going to touch you too."
She was rubbing her finger up and down her slit, gathering the juices, and every once in a while she would rub her finger in little circles. Every time she did, she would moan and arch her hips up just a little, then go back to barley touching, up and down again. I knelt next to the bed, and watched her pleasure. I could smell her special scent fill the room and her skin, shimmering in the dim light, and I couldn't resist touching her. I skimmed my hand over her side, her rib cage, and up to her soft and perky breasts. She hitched a breath and turned her head to stare at me as she touched her own clit.