Ben and Ellie came home from a late dinner out. It had been a night of good food and good drinks. They enjoy their time together because of how rare it is to be alone. With work and the kids taking almost all of their brain power, they needed time to themselves to reconnect. All through dinner there were innuendoes and suggestions of what was to come after they got home. There was a warm aching between Ellie's legs that she could not ignore and did not want to ignore. She wanted Ben, and wanted him soon. They went through the motions and the routines of getting ready for bed and tried to keep things normal, each pretending that they had their desire under control. Ellie had changed into her pajamas and was brushing her teeth when she noticed Ben looking at her from the doorway. She noticed he had not changed clothes yet and she noted how he looked standing there in his work clothes, tucked white shirt and slacks. She thought he looked put together and composed, the opposite of how she felt. She was vibrating inside and trying to be coy and hide it.
When Ellie was finished brushing her teeth, she returned Ben's gaze, locking into his eyes, and then he approached her. He put his hands on her hips and kissed her softly. As she turned to him and shifted her hips she pressed against him and felt his growing erection in his pants. He moved to kissing her neck and as she moaned he broke the kiss and turned her and walked her into the adjoining closet. It was a large closet, large enough for the padded ottoman to be in the middle of the floor and still have room to walk around it. Ellie would sit on it while putting on lotion after a shower and while getting dressed. Ben whispered in her ear, "don't talk and don't resist".
Ben asked her to kneel by the padded ottoman and moved behind her while caressing her shoulders. He moved his hands down her arms to her wrists and in a smooth motion pulled them softly behind her back. Ellie started to ask "what are you doing" but before she could finish her protest she felt the sharp sting of his hand on her right ass cheek. The sting seemed to radiate heat from the point of impact but was soon overwhelmed by a tingle it created between her thighs. A tingling that made her arch her back and ache for more.
Ellie began thinking of how his cock felt against her thigh as she turned into him just a few minutes before. How when they faced each other, she could feel the warmth through his slacks and her pajamas and how she wanted to grind against his growing cock, rubbing against it. The growing warm feeling between her legs needed pressure and attention. She was lost in that thought until she heard the sound of him quickly pulling his belt from the loops in his pants. The quick sharp flapping sound of the belt caused her muscles between her legs to tighten and twitch. Something about it made her feel naughty and dirty. She wanted to feel the belt across her skin. She awaited the crack and sting of it across her ass where his hands had left a mark. Anticipating the impact, Ellie was disappointed when she did not feel it on her ass but instead she felt the belt binding her wrists together. As Ben tightened the belt around her wrists, she began to squirm a bit. She liked being in control and was a little nervous at first. Mixed emotions were swirling in her head. Lust, caution, desire, but most of all she wasn't sure about not being able to use her hands.
Ellie liked to use her hands during sex, She enjoyed touching Ben and while she was a little embarrassed to admit, she enjoyed touching herself. She enjoyed reaching down between them when they were kissing and finding his stiff cock ready and waiting for her. She enjoyed even more the rare moments when she reached down to find Ben's cock flaccid and have it rapidly grow and stiffen in her grip. Ellie enjoyed knowing it was for her and that she was the cause of his excitement. She liked the feeling of it in her hand, stroking it from base to tip. She would lightly brush her fingertips along the ridge of the head and then squeeze it while she moved her hand up and down, feeling the thickness, firmness, and warmth of his shaft. She liked to keep her hand still and let him thrust himself in and out of her grip, essentially fucking her hand. She enjoyed controlling his excitement and passion. Sometimes, if Ellie was on her back, she would guide his cock out from inside of her and hold it against her clit as Ben continued thrusting. The wet friction on her clit along with gripping his rigid shaft was explosive for them both. After a few strokes she would guide him back inside of her, only for a moment, just to bring his wet cock out against her clit again. He enjoyed the change of friction but most of all loved the feeling that she was in control of his her sensations. He would keep a thrusting rhythm going and let her guide his cock where she wanted it, lost in the enjoyment of being her sex toy to use as she wanted but tonight, he was in control.
