Friday afternoon, he texted me.
Just seeing his name light up on my phone sent a tingling sensation down my spine. I had ten minutes left at work, and I was already looking forward to the weekend and spending time with him. i was so lucky to be married to that beautifully sculpted man- brown soft eyes that made me want to melt in to them, soft lips, arms tight with muscle and the body to match, and a huge dick that knew no depths and was bigger than i even knew possible. Thinking about his dick in me made my pussy pulse. I grabbed my phone and opened his text-
"Happy Friday- see you soon.
For your drive home,
Take off your underwear in that dress you're wearing. When you get home, wait by the door for me on your knees. Hands behind your back. Don't move until I get home and greet you."
I am instantly turned on. At 3, I slip into the bathroom and remove my panties, which are already wet with my juices.
I get into my car and begin to drive home. When I arrive, I take my things inside and go to the door. I get on my knees and put my hands behind my back, waiting for you.
About 30 minutes later, I can hear your footsteps walking up to the door. You click open the lock and step inside.
"Good girl, but put your elbows back more. I want to see your titties poking out for me".
"Yes, payload commander".
I push my elbows back and my chest out.
You reach down and grip my titties. Before I even know what's happening, you slice open my shirt with the pocket knife in your hand.
"That's better."
My boobs slip out between the cut in my shirt.
"Who do these titties belong to?", you ask.
"You payload commander," I answer.
"Then follow me around and bounce for me."