I arrived to the apartment miserable, throwing my briefcase down by the door. As any administrator, I brought my work and my problems home.
I was thirty-eight and my career was succeeding but taking a toll on my nerves. The only positive thing happening was my lover, Tessa. After meeting her six months ago at a party, we fell instantly in love and decided to move in together.
For me, she was a real catch. She was tomboyish at six feet tall with a muscular build. Her skin was dark and she had long black hair that fell to almost to her butt. She was ten years younger than me and had different ambitions. She worked in shipping at the same hospital where I worked but she left her job at four and still had a life.
Despite her age, Tessa was the more dominant. She insisted I dress nicely every day, often choosing my lingerie, jewelry and perfume. She liked me to look like a real lady although she herself wore just blue jeans and a shirt to work. I had to take special care to wear the right makeup and wear the right earrings. None of the clothes she bought me were sexy, but always prim and proper. She was also the one to initiate our lovemaking and often I just followed along. I guess I was attracted to her sense of power and freedom.
I slumped my tired body on the sofa after throwing the jacket to my dress suit aside. Sitting there in my pink knee-length skirt, satin blouse and long necklace I must have looked forlorn.
Tessa heard me come and brought me a glass of wine and gave me a small kiss. She saw my state and left, making me feel like a real turn off.
Moments later, though, she reappeared and my eyes almost popped out. She'd taken off her tee shirt and bra and jeans. All she wore was a white pair of cotton panties and a large black harness with a long black thick dildo. She winked at me as she closed the drapes and lit some candles. The harness fitted snuggly around her waist and a black strap ran between her legs.
Her breasts were much smaller than mine but bounced nicely when she walked. The dildo waddled in front of her. She was showing off knowing I liked her sexy walk whenever she wore the dong. It seems her feminine body with its long legs and contoured stomach was made to wear such a long dong. The dildo was a new one we'd hadn't tried yet. It was longer than normal and much thicker. It had a large bulbous head that I'd never had inside me before.
Without saying a word, Tessa set her own glass of wine down before she knelt in front of me. She had me move my ass closer to the edge of the sofa and spread my legs. She kissed my neck and my chest as she slithered her way down to my thighs.
Pushing my pink skirt up toward my tummy in a rumple, she exposed my white garter belt and light stockings. Continuing her teasing, Tessa kissed my inner thighs around my stockings bands and then fluttered some small pecks over the crotch of my panties.
"You masturbated today, didn't you Terri?" she asked with a coy smile. "I can see the stain on your panties and I know the smell of your sex."
I felt embarrassed but I admitted that during my lunch break I locked the office door and fingered myself. I felt silly when I sat in my office with my hands in my panties. I would rub myself into a small ecstasy and relieve some of the stress I was feeling. That morning, Tessa laid out a pair of satin panties for me to wear. I had cum well at work and let a large wet patch formed over the fabric. I didn't have a spare pair to change into. The act had been completely spontaneous. Besides, I like the feel of satin against my pussy and I spent time pushing the panties into my pussy. But her remark about my masturbation made me feel like a school girl getting caught.
"You know I liked it when you tell me when you masturbate," Tessa added quietly as she still softly kissed the gusset of my panties and I felt her wet tongue follow my bikini line. Her nose pushed itself through my panties into my slit drinking in the scent of my sex.
"You don't need to be jealous Tessa," I murmured, "I thought of you all the time." I told her I masturbated to my memory of her wearing a dildo in a shower we'd taken together and how good it felt to have sex while we washed.
Tessa pulled the crotch of my panties aside and began to kiss and lick my small mound of pubic hair. She shaved me once a week, leaving a hairy bush on top of my vulva. She licked the hair with abandonment until it was slick and wet. Her long dark hair flowed onto my legs and their gentle feathery touch sent rays of anticipated pleasure to every part of my body.
