Me and Bruce had been dating for over two years. He was the most perfect guy I have ever dated. He was such a gentleman always opening doors pulling out chairs just making me feel like a lady. Of course I'd be lying if I said that was the only good thing about him. He was also good-looking, muscular and smart.
Now there was one other great thing about Bruce, and it was the only thing I can think of as I was lying in bed beside him. He knew how to fuck me just right. The only problem was sometimes I felt like he wasn't getting quite the same enjoyment out of it as I did. Which led me to this question.
"Bruce, do you enjoy fucking as much as I do?"
"Well of course honey. Why would you ask that."
"It's just that when I'm screaming and moaning you don't really make a sound."
He rolled over and looked me in the eye.
"Well that doesn't mean anything, I just don't do that sort of thing."
"Are you sure, because I want you to be just as happy as I am."
"Don't worry, fucking you is as good as it gets for me."
"Aww thanks baby."
"Now, I have to go off to work," he kissed me on the cheek, I'll see you later tonight when I get home."
LATER THAT DAY
Now even after the conversation Bruce and I had I was still not convinced that he was getting as much out of our sex life as I was. Because of that I decided to consult a resource that would tell me for sure what he liked, his porn collection. Most of it was generic guy on girl fuck films, sure there was some anal stuff, a couple of threesome flicks but other than that it was just two people going at it. That is until I dug a little deeper and found what I was looking for. At the bottom of the drawer were 5 or 6 movies with girls clad entirely in latex. It turned out that Bruce had a little latex fetish, and that was something that I knew I could help him with.
One trip to our local sex shop later and there I was admiring my purchases in the mirror. I settled on latex stockings that went up to my thighs, some latex gloves that go past the elbow, a corset that showed off as much cleavage as possible and some crotchless latex panties. I just knew that Bruce was gonna love this outfit and hopefully, it would result in the best fucking of both his and my life.
Suddenly, I heard the door open. Bruce was home, just in time for the best surprise of his life. I went to the bedroom and lounged as sexily as possible on the bed.
"Sarah, are you home?" I can here him calling from the front hallway.
"In the bedroom baby, I've got a surprise for you."
"Is it beer 'cause I could really use some right now."
"It's even better, why don't you come see for yourself."
He walked in to the room and stopped, a shocked look on his face.
"Holy fuck, what are you wearing."
