Author note:
Thanks for the feedback! I changed a lot about the style, which is a little weird for a series but hoping its an improvement! Consider yourself warned (-;
Extra thank you for anonymous who helped with editing comments.
In this story, it's just Jim and Kara...and imaginings of a third. Enjoy!
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As they were getting ready this morning, Kara snapped at Jim--again. He knew she wasn't really mad at him, but she'd been snappy the last few days and Jim was getting real tired of it.
Kara set the tea she had made for him near him on the counter while they finished getting the kids stuff together. "I'm sorry about earlier, love. I'm not mad at you; I don't know why I snapped!"
"I know why...you're stressed. And I get it; you've got a lot going on. And tonight, I know exactly what you need." He slipped something in her pocket with a wicked smile. Kara couldn't even respond, as the kids were bounding out of their rooms and the chaos of mornings began.
It wasn't until after Kara had dropped off the kids that she had a moment to see what Jim had given her: a blindfold! She quickly texted him: "mmm I like your plans for tonight!"
The rest of the day was normal as usual, but Kara couldn't help but think about that blindfold in her pocket, Jim's wicked grin, and his "plans" for that night.
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Later that evening, when the kids were fast asleep...
As Jim finished cleaning up the dishes, he couldn't help but notice Kara was keeping her phone close. She'd been texting someone all night and her screen flashed again. Kara picked it up, and when her face flushed and she bit her lip his suspicions were confirmed: she was definitely sexting!
He brushed by her and glanced over her shoulder. He saw a picture, but wasn't able to see of what. "How's that dick pic?" he teased her.
"Oh...uh...well..." she stammered. He hadn't really thought it was a dick pic and was just teasing, but apparently he'd been right! The longer it took for her to find her words, the more embarrassed she got! His confident wife rarely ever got embarrassed, and it was adorable to watch.
"Haha, it's alright love-it's just a dick pic! It's not like you haven't seen one before." Jim winked at her and gave her a flirty smile.
"I know! It's just...I didn't ask for it!" Kara blurted.
That certainly changed things! "Wait, what? Who's sending you unsolicited dick pics?" Kara could her the protectiveness coming out in his growl.
"It wasn't unsolicited exactly...it's from Blake! We were texting; his kids are with his ex tonight and he's bored. We were dirty texting a little bit, and then he sent it. To show me 'what I was doing to him'. Are you mad?"
Jim wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead. "Love, it was just a few months ago you had your lips wrapped around that exact cock while I watched. It was hot as fuck. You and Blake have been sexting for even longer. I'm actually a little surprised it's only the first dick pic." His words soothed her and he could feel her relax in his arms. "Seems like you certainly enjoyed it..." He ran a finger down her neck and across the flush on her chest.
"I did! And knowing it's the same one you watched me suck...fuuuuck. I've been hot all day thinking of that little gift you gave me earlier, then his picture? Mmmm...why don't we head to bed?" Kara slipped her arms around him and under his shirt, so she could feel his skin a little. She probably didn't even realize she was licking her lips.
Jim leaned in for a kiss, deep and sensual. She'd had a late zoom call at work so she'd touched up her lipstick-and used the bright red one as she feels it can be seen easier through the camera. But it was also the exact one she had on when she got on her knees in her friends kitchen and put on a show. Just thinking about that night and how sexy his wife had looked...how hard he had fucked her after, watching those ruby red lips gasp for air and knowing they were swollen from having her face fucked by another man. He realized their kiss was starting to get frantic, so he pulled back and started heading for the bedroom. Kara followed behind, one hand still touching him like she just couldn't get enough.
"Now what picture are you going to send him?"
It took her a moment to remember what they had been talking about earlier, but then she scoffed. "I'm not sending him a picture!"
"What? Why not? It's always nice to reciprocate...I'm sure he'd appreciate it even more than you appreciated his picture." They were next to the bed now, and he couldn't help caress her curves as he imagined what kind of dirty picture she might take.
"I hardly even send you pictures!" Kara leaned into his touch, pulling him into a kiss. But Jim knew it was just to end the conversation.
"Yeah, I know! What's up with that? I send you dick pics." Kara wouldn't meet his eyes.
"I've tried! The pictures alway end up looking stupid though. Trust me, no one wants dirty pictures of me." Kara really had tried several times, but the photos never looked as hot as what she'd seen online.
Jim grabbed her hips and turned her around, so her back was flush with his chest. He licked the curve of her ear, nibbled down her neck...his mind was whirling and he adjusted his plans for that night in his head. Kara tilted her head further, giving him better access. He appreciated the view of her flushed chest and her tits rising with each deep breath she took. His hands ran over her hips, her thighs, across her stomach.
She was putty in his hands now; perfect timing for his next question: "What if I helped you with those pictures?" Kara was so far into her lust she didn't even hear the question, so he tried again. "Hmm? Will you let me take dirty pictures of you, love?"
Kara nodded and murmured "mmmhmm" as she leaned back into him. Whether she was really saying yes or just trying to shut him up, he wasn't quite clear--but good enough for his purposes!
By now, Kara was squirming. She grabbed Jim's hands and tried to bring them closer to where she wanted-the V right between her legs-but Jim ignored her, moving his hands up her sides instead. He palmed her tits over her shirt, gently massaging them. Kara had her hands on his hips, running along his sides, but that was really all she could reach.
Impatient as always, she ground her ass back into Jim. He loved hearing her pant, watching her bite her lovely lower lip; loved watching how sexy she was when she was flushed with arousal. "Pull your shirt and bra down for me; let me see those tits." He whispered the command slowly, directly in her ear, and her answering moan pleased him.
Kara undid just enough buttons so she could reach up and pull both her blouse and her bra cups off. As Jim's hands touched her bare flesh, she couldn't help but arch her back, wanting more. Her shirt was still around her middle, still partially on her arms, leaving them effectively trapped. Jim kept up the slow, steady assault on her tits. He massaged them and drew lazy circles around her nipples, never quite touching just where she wanted. She squirmed against his touch and he delighted in every gasp she made.