We'd been together a long time, seen several highs and lows. As the years passed, and life got more complicated, our exploration slowed and we more or less got down to business. When opportunities did present themselves we were too caught off guard to really capitalize. I had plenty of fantasies that I would have loved to put in to action. One day it dawned on me...let that alter ego come play too...
It was Thursday afternoon. My day went quickly, despite the fact that I had high hopes for the evening. As she served up dinner, Jenna announced that our daughter would be spending the night at grandma's. Several hours later, after a fair amount of alcohol, our desires for each other took over and we began to flirt heavily. Just as planned, my cell phone buzzed. I silenced it and continued to admire her 5'8" frame and modest curves. My hands wandered, making their way to her perky breasts when my phone once again buzzed. This time I stopped what I was doing and texted a response. I simply blew it off when she asked who it was. I silenced her with another deep kiss, circling her tongue with mine. As I predicted, she quickly suggested we to go to the bedroom. I obliged without argument. As our petting became more intense, I stalled more and more deliberately, to the point that I was asked what was up. I gathered my nerve, and pressed on with my plan...
I walked into the bathroom, and returned without a word. Pushing her down onto the bed playfully I tossed a blindfold on the pillow. "Put this on, and don't take it off until I tell you. If you take it off early, I'll be severely disappointed."
I stood and watched as she put it on. I walked around the bed and began undressing her slowly, teasing her with every touch. Her shirt came off over her head, without disturbing the blindfold. I kissed her lightly on the lips before trailing kisses from her neck across her shoulders and back to her chest. With a light touch I traced the outline of her bra before moving abruptly to her pants. I unbuttoned them, and tugged them swiftly to the floor revealing the sexy thong she was wearing.
"Oooh, honey...you were hoping for some love tonight, weren't you?" I said as I caressed her voluptuous bottom and slid my fingers between her legs. Just as I began to feel her tilt her hips to give me better access, I turned my attention back to her perfect handful tits. I could feel her becoming more intense, pulling me close.
"Don't rush it my sweet" I whispered in her ear as I unclasped her bra. I let my hand slide lightly across her chest before hungrily cupping and kissing each tit. Reaching under the bed I produced our rarely used fuzzy handcuffs. Jenna must have recognized the sound of the chains, because a wry smile crossed her lips...and she moved her hands towards the headboard without saying a word. I cuffed her, and kissed her from head to toe before beginning to play with the edges of her thong. Her hips rotated, lifting her bottom, encouraging me to remove her panties. I gently parted her legs, and rubbed her through the thin material. Then I grabbed a handful and ripped them off in one stroke without warning. I ran a finger through her exposed slit and found it to be wet with excitement.
Just then the dog barked. We both froze for a moment. "Stay here" I said, chuckling as I got up and walked out of the bedroom, partially closing the door on my way out. I walked to the front door and opened it. I had a muffled conversation before speaking more loudly. "Alright, but shut the fuck up or you'll ruin everything!" I shuffled my feet as I returned to the bedroom.
"Shit, Honey. Who was that? Cover me up or something! Is he still here?" she asked in a hushed voice.
"It was just John" I replied as casually as I could mange. "Don't worry about him. He won't touch unless we tell him it's ok."
