I love writing sexy stories about the love of my life. I love it more when we collaborate and Heather adds her thoughts and actions. This is one of those stories told from my, as well as Heather's perspective. Enjoy.
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-- Nick --
I've been massaging Heather a lot lately. She has been on a medication that was causing her so much discomfort, yet she found the strength to go to work. She's quite a trouper. I called her at work and asked her to stop by an "adult boutique" on her way home for some massage oil so I could do the job right. She said she would.
Heather is a very conservative lady. She has only gone into places like this when we're out of town, only with me, and even then she seemed quite embarrassed about it. She would squirm and couldn't count the minutes fast enough to get out.
This one is a few miles from our house so I half expected her to come home empty handed and blame her fatigue.
-- HEATHER --
When Nick called me and asked me to stop and pick up the massage oil, I was in a meeting with two of my colleagues and wasn't comfortable discussing our sex massage oil, so I gave him a quick ok. He wasn't sure that I knew where the place was, so he made sure he told me how to get there how to check on the map on my phone to find it. When I told him I knew where it was he didn't believe me. Actually, I had seen the place several times passing by it, and had seen billboards. The name of the store intrigued me. Whether I would have ever gone there without his prompting is another story though.
After work ended I started home, and took the route to get me to the store. I wasn't as anxious about it as Nick thinks I was. I was actually a little excited to see what it was like inside.
When I got there I asked the clerk where the oils were, and went over to select one. After choosing a very yummy smelling pineapple coconut oil, I started browsing around the store a little. Just a little at first. There were other ladies there who were actively shopping for sexy outfits, and trying things on. This made me braver, so I started looking at sexy clothing, too.
I started pulling some off the rack to possibly try on. I had several in my hand when I saw a red one that I really liked. Red is my favorite color, and I think it's sexy, too. I loved how silky and lacy it was, in the right places. I really hoped that one would fit me! When I got to the dressing room with my 4 or 5 selections, I tried the red one on first. I loved it the second I put it on me.
I have recently lost 50 pounds, and like to show off my new body in tighter clothes. Well, this little number hugged my curves from my breasts to my thighs. I LOVED how I looked in it. I loved how sexy it made me look and feel. I knew Nick would love it. I didn't even try on the other things. I bought it, along with the yummy oil, and headed home to surprise Nick, who had no idea I would actually buy something to wear for him.
-- Nick --
When Heather arrived home earlier than expected, my heart sank. I was disappointed. But when she walked in the door, she had a plastic shopping bag in her hand. When she walked past me, the bag brushed my arm. It was wet. "Why is it wet?" I wondered and reached for it. She pulled it back and told me, in a playful way, to mind my business. Hmmm, maybe something good after all.
I went to the bedroom to lay down. When Heather entered the room, she took the mysterious wet bag and pulled her laptop out of it.
"Why is your laptop in the bag and why is the bag wet?" I asked.
"It's raining cats and dogs out there. I had to protect the computer," she replied.
"Oh," I sighed. My heart sank again.
She then reached into her purse, pulled something out and tossed me a bottle. Coconut Pineapple Massage Oil. YES!
"Woo Hoo!" I hollered. She laughed.
"Cool baby. Now I can pamper you tonight," I said.
"I like the sound of that," she smiled and batted her eyebrows.
We settled in to our routines as our daughter prepared our dinner. I do computer work for a living and was trying to get a computer program configuration working with no success. Heather, a health coach and weight loss coach, was busy contacting her clients to follow up with them. After dinner, Heather suggested we watch something on TV. We have several shows that we have been ignoring for a few months. I picked one and we started watching.
In the middle of the show, Heather got up and went into the bathroom. I heard the shower come on and asked if she wanted company. She said she was just taking a moment to clean up after a long day and would only be a few minutes. So I paused the show and went back to the stupid computer configuration file again.
I was focused. This stupid configuration is going to be the death of me. I didn't notice the water turning off or Heather walking up to her side of the bed.
"Sweetie," I hear somewhere off in the distance.
"Huh," I halfheartedly grunt.
"Sweetie," I hear again. I'm typing a command and need my full attention on the computer.
"What babe," I said without looking.
"NICKY!" she said with more urgency.
-- HEATHER --
When I got home I hid the tiny black shopping bag behind my leg so Nick wouldn't see it. After putting down my purse and computer, I hid the little bag in the bathroom for later. We ate dinner, I made a few work calls, and started watching TV a little. I was waiting until our kids were going to leave us alone for a while.
After we watched part of a show, I decided it was time. I left the room to go to the bathroom. I decided to do some quick clean-up on areas that I hoped would be in Nick's face tonight. He loves eating my cunt, which, ironically, I love him eating me. After my shower I stayed where Nick couldn't see me (even though he was very involved in his computer work).
When I got the red outfit on me, I was so excited to show it to Nick. My pussy was so fuckin wet just thinking of how he would react. When I came into the room I stood and waited for him to look up. He didn't.
