Red sighed as she closed the door to the kid's bedroom. Asleep at last! It had been such a long day. She smiled to herself thinking of the evening ahead. Sparkie wasn't due home from work for about three-quarters of an hour, so she still had time to prepare. The smile spread further across her face as she pictured his face. Yes, she was sure he'd like her surprise. She certainly hoped he would.
After picking up the last of the kid's toys, Red went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The room filled with steam and Red slowly removed her clothes, watching herself in the mirror, imagining she was stripping just for Sparkie. She gently teased down her hipsters, leaving them round her thighs and smiled at her reflection in the mirror. She stroked her hands over her bum giving her cheeks a little squeeze, just the way Sparkie would. She loved the feel of his hands on her flesh. He made her feel alive. The thought of him led her hand to her soft pink lacy knickers. She slid her hand down the front and parted her warm pussy allowing two fingers to gently slip inside her. "Mmm," she sighed; wishing it was Sparkie with his hand down there right now. She removed her hand and breathed in the smell of her wet fingers. She smelt sweet tonight and tasted great too, she thought, as she sucked each of her fingers in turn.
Red removed the rest of her clothes, climbed into the shower and stood under the hot stream of water. The warmth of the water made her feel so relaxed and washed away the stresses of the day as it sprayed onto the back of her neck. She picked up the soap and stroked the soft lather over her breasts and down her thighs. Thoughts of Sparkie filled her head. It would be so nice to have him standing here in front of her now; she'd stand behind him, kiss his neck and hold him close, run her soapy hands over his chest and down his stomach, stroke the insides of his thighs and gently caress his cock and balls. Red smiled to herself… not long now and he'd be home. She climbed out of the shower and rubbed her skin softly with her towel.
Her things were laid out on the bed already. "Will he be up for this tonight she wondered?" "Of course he will, do bears shit in the woods?" "He'll love it," she chuckled to herself.
She pulled on the short black latex dress; she'd bought it just the other day online. It was like the one she'd had before only sexier. A little surprise for Sparkie! The dress clung to her body like an extra skin, pushing her breasts up and together. She sat on the edge of the bed and slid her lacy-topped stockings slowly onto her feet and eased them up her legs into position. A tiny black G-string only just covered where it touched.
"Heels or boots," she thought to herself? "Boots," the knee-high, zipped ones that held her legs tight and made them look sleek and sexy. He'd love those. She brushed her hair loose over her shoulders, put on some lippy and stood in front of the mirror. She wanted to look just right for him, yes, that should do it.
Red made her may to the kitchen praying that no one would knock on the door while she was dressed up like this. "Sure fire way of getting shot of a door-door sales man!" she laughed to herself.
She had lots of goodies in the fridge, ice in the ice tray, some milk chocolate fingers, fresh cream, strawberries. A veritable feast! Everything was ready in the lounge too, cushions, blankets, a wooden chair and her bag of tricks. Once she'd checked everything was just so, Red sat on the arm of the chair by the front door and waited.
She didn't have to wait long before she heard Sparkie's key in the front door. She braced herself, filled with excitement and nervousness.
Sparkie walked into the room, his face spreading into a huge grin as he saw Red.
"New dress, sweetheart?" he beamed at her. "Nice, very nice."
Red said nothing and pressed her body into his, her arms around his neck. She breathed him in. "That's better," she thought "He's home."
Red sprawled herself along the sofa, one knee bent. "Get undressed" she barked with a cheeky grin.
Sparkie didn't complain; he began tearing at his shirt and scrabbling out of his trousers. In no time, he was naked, standing in front of Red, hands on his hips, trying to look masterful.
"On your knees," Red pointed to the floor in front of her. "Just here, so I can reach you." Sparkie did as was asked of him. He loved this game. Red got to her feet and began walking round Sparkie in circles. "Don't look at me" she snapped, "Look at the floor." He bowed his head and Red walked round to his arse. Reaching into her bag she pulled out a riding crop. "I've bought you another little surprise, baby," she teased, "No peeping now." The crop let out a crack as it made contact with Sparkie's arse. He winced and arched his back, wanting more. Red began tapping the end of the crop in her hand and started to walk round and round Sparkie again. She stroked the length of his spine and teased between his arse cheeks and his balls with the leather of the crop. Then, flicked it back and down over his backside. He moaned quietly with both pleasure and pain, nervously anticipating the next strike. His cock was huge and hard now. He loved it when Red took control. He didn't want her like that all the time. There were times when he'd throw her roughly on the bed and take her hard, but for now he was her little toy. He would do just as she pleased.