Diana and I were doing very well. The Fall semester had flown by, we had survived Thanksgiving with my folks, who were not keen on the fact that we had lived together before we got married, then eloped without telling them. But Diana and I made our own decisions, and it worked for us. Christmas we going to be another chaotic family affair at her sister's house. At least we had a unicorn weekend together before the madness began. Avi had gone to spend the weekend with her dad the night before, and Zaida was with her mother. It was Friday morning, and we were alone...well, except for the animals. Two dogs, one fish, and now a hamster. When the alarm went off, I rolled over and kissed Diana, then got up to let the dogs out and start the coffee. When I returned, Diana was in the shower, her curves casting a silhouette on the shower door that drove me wild. She must have either heard me or sensed my presence. Diana shut off the water, slid the door open, and posed for me.
"Take a picture. It will last longer." She winked at me. I started toward her when she interrupted, "No. I'm serious. Take a picture. I want you to see my body whenever you want. Mine is the only body you can look at. It's all yours."
I fished my phone out of my pocket and took a few pictures. Her DD-cup breasts glistened with moisture, and her nipples stood erect as the warmth of the shower gave way to the cool air from house. Diana has shaved her twat, and her body was inviting me. I glanced at my watch. Since I hadn't hit he snooze button, we had time.
As Diana stepped out of the shower and grabbed for her towel, I pushed her against the bathroom counter, went to my knees, and dove into her pussy. Diana sat on the edge of the counter and pulled up her knees, giving me unfettered access to her womanhood. She loved it when I went down on her. I looked up and saw her huge breasts heaving with each breath. I knew I was doing it right, when she began to beg for a break.
"Baby, I can't keep going. I can't take it. It's too much!"
I kept going. Our safe word was 'Diet Coke', but she had never used it. We had established it more for my peace of mind than anything. Diana often reminded me that I wouldn't break her, and that I could do whatever I wanted to use her body for my pleasure. My overly strict Baptist upbringing kept me from pushing the limits too much, but with Diana I was enjoying a new freedom. Diana, apparently, was enjoying it as well.
As I sucked her pussy, nibbled her clit, and pushed my fingers into her pleasure hole, she squeezed my head with her thighs and pushed my face into her pubis. Her feminine moisture coated my goatee as her moaning got louder and she begged me to stop.
"Oh GOD, Dr. Richards!!!! God, I love you! I love it when you suck my pussy, you big, hard man! I love it when you make me cum!" With that, she shook violently, every muscle in her body tensing. I could barely breathe as I tasted her cum and felt her pussy contract.
"I love you, Diana." I told her, looking into her eyes as I stood.
"Yes, you do, Jesse. My god, do you ever!" Diana smiled at me as she stood. We embraced, her naked body still damp. I handed her a towel.
"Let me get you some coffee, my love." I left the bathroom, knowing I needed to get her some coffee before I gave in to my desires and ravaged her. I knew she didn't like to be late for work. I had her coffee ready when she walked into the kitchen, drying her hair with a towel but dressed in her pink Victoria's Secret panties and matching bra. I was instantly hard. The panties were tight, and I could see the form of her pussy through the silk. Her bra accentuated her large breasts and created cleavage that captured my attention.
"Take a picture, it will last longer." And she posed. She glared at me when I hesitated, so I fished out my phone and snapped a few pictures. Diana was intent on making sure my eyes only wandered over her body and my longing would be only for her. I loved that about her. We loved each other, and she knew that other women would love to steal away her highly educated, strong, and successful man, a concept that I still didn't quite grasp. "You can do whatever you want to me, and you can see my body anytime you want, my love. Thank you for making me coffee." She pecked me on the cheek. "I love you."
Diana got dressed, and I hopped into the shower. I wanted her to join me, but the bills don't get paid by staying home and fucking all day. I had work to do. As I stepped out of the shower, Diana asked me how she looked. She was wearing her tight blue jeans, heels, and her school polo. She had left it unbuttoned to show cleavage, but I knew she would cover it before she left the house. Diana was very modest, sharing her body only with me. She handed me my towel, kissed me on the lips, and we said our goodbyes. I threw on some clean jeans and a t-shirt and headed down the hall to my office. Throughout the day, Diana and I exchanged texts, and I stared at the pictures of her from the morning. She was gorgeous, seductive, and demure.
I finished up my work at 2:00, having worked through lunch, then headed outside to put up Christmas lights. We didn't do much in the way of decorating for Christmas, but Diana wanted something. I was finishing up a little after 4:00 when I heard Diana pull into the driveway. She was later than usual, but I figured she had kids at the library. Diana pulled into the garage and shut the door. I went in the back door, having put away the ladder and my tools in the back shed. Diana was carrying a package, so I asked if it was my Christmas present and tried to snatch it away from her.
"Oh no you don't!" she exclaimed. "You can unwrap it when I tell you to."
I responded with a mock pouty face, then went to the kitchen for a beer. I called back to her "Babe, do you want to go out to dinner? Or would you rather order pizza?"
"I'm not hungry. Let's relax, then we'll go to dinner." She called back from our bedroom.
I plopped onto the couch and turned on the TV. As I drained the last of my beer, Diana returned to the living room. "How about you come unwrap your present?"
Diana was in a Christmas-red teddy that was very tight, probably a size too small, knowing that I love seeing her in tight clothes. She was wearing her black heels and red thigh-highs. The teddy had a shelf bra that displayed her huge tits beautifully, pushing them out as if they were begging to be licked and sucked. I leapt off the couch, scooped her up, and carried her to the bedroom, barely able to watch where I was going with her beautiful breasts in my face. I didn't need to unwrap it. The teddy was also crotchless, giving me full access to her pussy. I tore off my jeans and mounted her. I could wait no longer, and Diana knew she had control of me.
