Zoe shut the door behind her and sighed. Finally. The week from hell was done, and her husband had promised a relaxing weekend at home. The silence of the house was overpowering and perfect, lifting the stress from her mind like the wind blowing away clouds to form a perfect sunny day.
She walked into the bedroom and found several candles lit, filling the air with a sweet erotic smell, and a note on the bed. "I had a friend stop by and get a few things ready for us tonight. There is also a hot bath drawn for you to soak in and clean yourself. Don't worry, they left out a side door as soon as you got home. Your loving husband, James."
Zoe couldn't believe it. She quickly stripped, moved into the bathroom and exhaled as she stepped into the steaming water. Her thoughts drifted as she soaked, and eventually moved onto what the night might contain. Unable to wait for her husband, she moved her hand down between her legs and gently caressed her pussy lips. Any semblance of control left her, and she shoved two fingers deep inside her. She slid down the tub to prop her legs up for easy access. Her right hand continued to move her fingers quickly in and out, while her left moved to her clit and rubbed in a circular motion. Her orgasm built swiftly and with a sharp guttural moan she came, sending water onto the floor with her thrashing.
Her head cleared, she soaked in the water for another couple minutes before washing and shaving her body. Feeling especially naughty, she decided not to put clothes on to give James a surprise of his own. She rolled a few joints and smoked them while she waited for him to get home, greeting him at the door naked and sky high.
Zoe was frustrated by his lack of reaction. She had hope that the fun might start a bit early, but she only got a quick kiss and a grin of approval from her lack of attire. Dinner was quick but uneventful, leaving her alone and horny in the bedroom while he cleaned up the food and dishes. As revenge, she put on the bra and panties that he loved the most, determined to make him beg.
That plan changed as soon as he entered the room. He strode in and grabbed her arms and moved her onto the bed, pinning her. He reached up and pulled out the restraints he had hidden, and in moments she was bound and blindfolded, her body open for anything he might wish to do to it.
She expected to be used, or at least teased, but once again James surprised her. He began to message her legs, more gentle than he usually did, but still firm and deep. "You are such an awesome husband," she said. James chuckled and moved to her other leg, "I just enjoy keeping you happy." As he shifted his hands lower and lower towards her sex, she started to arch her body up to urge him faster.
"I do have a confession though," James said, "Remember when I said my friend left as soon as you got home?" His hands were agonizingly close to where she wanted. "Yes?" She said, not really paying attention to what he was saying. "Well, she never left," he said and kissed her mouth. The hands on her legs shifted and pulled her hips onto a different, and decidedly female mouth, the stranger's tongue moving up her slit and around her clit.