I turn my key in the front door and let myself in. I've been working away for three weeks and after a delayed and crowded train journey, I was finally home. I hurry through the door with a sense of urgency and pull it shut behind me.
I should explain that we've spent the afternoon playing our favourite game and things have reached a fever pitch. The game consists of one of us mercilessly teasing the other by sending erotic text messages and pics. There are only 2 rules: You can't respond and you're not allowed to masturbate to relieve the pressure.
Today you were doing the teasing. Throughout the course of the afternoon you had sent me 23 messages, telling me what you wanted me to do to you in explicit detail, 6 pics that you'd taken the previous evening of yourself caressing your naked body in front of the long mirror in the bedroom, and a short video of yourself laid on the bed with your legs spread wide getting off on your favourite vibrator. The caption asked "want a piece of this baby?"
As you can imagine, I was getting pretty fucking horny whilst I had to sit through the monthly accounts round up meeting and more lately, the busy train journey home. It felt like I had been hiding an erection for hours and being unable to act on it made it almost unbearable as I fought to push your sexy messages and pics to the back of my mind.
But now I'm here and it's time for some payback. I drop my bags and coat on the hallway floor and head for the kitchen where I can hear you singing along to the radio. I find you still in your smart work clothes, standing at the sink washing those annoying items that you can't put in the dishwasher.
It's only then do you notice my arrival and you turn to greet me. But I don't have time for such pleasantries. I march up close behind you, pushing my body against yours and placing my hands on your hips. Before you have chance to turn your head, I tell you to stay exactly where you are and don't say a word.
I take a handful of you long brown hair and firmly pull your head back forcing you to stare up at the ceiling. With your hair out the way I kiss the side and back of your neck causing you to gasp under your breath. My free hand starts to roam over your body and caress you through your clothes. I start on your thigh just above your knee moving up your leg, over your hip and around your stomach. I continue my path upwards and begin to caress your breast through your cream satin blouse.
Despite the eagerness of my kissing and touch, you let out a soft moan as if I'm gently massaging you with a feather. I lick along your jawline, probing your ear with my tongue, nibbling you as I go.
You can't move. I'm trapping you against the sink and have complete control over your movement by keeping your hair pulled tightly back. I whisper in your ear how horny you've made me and how I'm going to destroy you for teasing me so unforgivingly. I can hear an immediate change in your breathing pattern in reaction to my words. You've always enjoyed being dominated in bed but tonight feels different, like you've completely submitted your body to me.
I pull you backwards slightly, away from the sink. My hand leaves your breast and I slide it down your front, over your mid-rift and pubic mound, down until I reach the hem of your skirt and come to rest on your trembling thigh. I use my foot to push your legs apart giving me access to run my hand up the inside of your thigh. I slowly trace a path upwards with my fingers until I reach your panties. I start to rub your pussy through the fabric softly at first, but soon quickening the pace until I'm grabbing at your pussy roughly and squeezing the soft folds beneath. All of the built up frustration of the day is starting to flood out of me directly on to your most sensitive area. I manoeuvre my fingers inside your wet lacy panties and touch your hot swollen lips for the first time that evening.
You're panting now, your breathing has become heavy, interspersed with moans and grunts as my fingers explore their way between your soaked lips and dip into your hole. You gasp as my fingers brush your clit. I rub in a circular motion with the pad of my middle finger and pinch it causing your legs to shake and you to push back on to the bulge in my trousers.