He heard the sound of the front door opening and closing, and the familiar footsteps that he had grown accustomed to hearing everyday around this time. He was downstairs finishing folding the laundry after putting in a solid day working on his novel. He knew where she was judging from the sounds of her heels, and then heard the sound of them being kicked into the closet. He could hear nothing now except for what he thought was the basement door being opened.
"Babe?" he called out.
Nothing.
He shrugged his shoulders, assuming he was hearing things and grabbed the towels to fold.
He jumped slight when he felt her arms wrap around his stomach as she pressed her tits into his back hard, forcing him to grab onto the laundry table to steady himself.
He started to turn but she firmly planted her knee between his legs, her thigh pinning him against the table.
"Babe what the hell..." he started
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." she whispered sharply into his ear. "Just let go, I will be easier on you if you relax..." she said, flicking her tongue over his ear, all the while keeping him pinned against the table.
She could feel him hesitate, and begin to tense up to perhaps take control back, but she slid her hands up to his chest and shoulders and then slowly running them down his arms. She felt him relax a bit, and that's when she grabbed his wrists and pulled his arms behind his back, and before he could react, she had masterfully cuffed him.
"Jesus babe..." but stopped talking when she took his head and forced it down on the table.
"I told you it was better to relax...you need to listen better than that..." she heard him gasp as her hand reached down and gave his rapidly hardening cock a firm squeeze through his pants.
"You going to listen? Nod your head, do not say a word"
He nodded his head, and she pulled him up, and led him by the cuffs to the couch. She turned him and pushed him down so he was sitting facing her. She stood there, legs spread apart, letting him look at her. She was wearing a short dress he hadn't seen before, and it covered just enough to make it borderline acceptable office wear, but barely. From his vantage point , he could see more than the average office worker. He smiled, looking at her at she straddled him, pushing her tits into his face and he tried to bite her nipples through the cloth, and she gave him a playful slap on the face.
"Nooooo, you do what your told, and I didn't tell you to do that." she said. "You need to listen or this isn't going to go well for you."
He went to answer and she placed a finger across his lips.
"Nod only. No talking. Do you understand?"
His eyes locked onto hers in playful defiance, and she stood quickly, standing in front of him. She pulled her dress up slowly, revealing her pantiless pussy, and she ran her fingers over it slowly.
"If you want this, you will do what I say." she said, "Or I will take this upstairs to the bedroom and take care of it myself and leave you down here. Got it?"
He was beyond horny now, for she knew that playing with her pussy drove him wild. She could see the look of surrender on his face, and he nodded.
"Good. Now make me cum." and with that she climbed on the couch and pressed her wet pussy against his mouth. He began licking and biting softly, but she pressed herself against him hard, forcing his mouth harder against her, wanting to cum and cum fast. He sensed what she wanted and began licking, sucking and biting her clit, and despite not being able to use his hands, could feel her legs start to quiver as he built up her orgasm. She moaned loudly as she pressed herself harder, wanting it badly. She had been feeling aroused all day and by the time she got home, she needed to cum badly.
She grabbed his head with both hands as she felt her orgasm hit her hard and it was all she could do to not totally collapse onto him. He continued licking and sucking, tasting all of her, loving it. When her orgasm subsided, she pulled his head away and slowly but still in control, lowered herself onto his crotch, so she could feel his cock through his pants.
"Thanks baby...that was good. Not sure if it was good enough to let you fuck me now, what do you think?" she taunted. He glared at her, knowing he couldn't move and she was in total control, something he was not used to giving up at all.
"What's the matter?" she purred, and heard him groan as she started moving her hips in circles over his cock. She pulled the straps of her dress down, revealing her tits, the nipples so hard and aroused it almost hurt. "You want to fuck me? Or do you want these in your mouth?" she offered as she leaned in close. He focused on her tits and his tongue started to lick her nipple and she slapped him again, a little harder this time.
"I didn't say to do it, I asked if you wanted to. You. Are. Not. Listening" and with that she stood up, pulled her straps back up, covering herself. and he leaned his head back in frustration.
She arranged her dress, smoothing out the wrinkles as he stared at her in confusion.