When I woke this morning, I quietly slipped out of the bed with the soft hum of the sound machine masking any noise I might have made while grabbing a soft grey cotton tee and matching ankle-length skirt made of the same material, bypassing the underwear drawer. A quick trip to the restroom, to pull my shoulder mid-back length brown hair into a tight bun on the top of my head. Pulled on the skirt and shirt over my five-four body, covering my flat but not toned belly and my breasts that were either B or (usually) C cups, depending on the bra manufacturer. I let out a soft sigh as I listened to the quiet of the house, glad that our two year old little one was spending the weekend with their grandparents, giving us a weekend of peace and quiet.
In the kitchen, I start the coffee pot and get a biscotti. While the pot of coffee is brewing, I get my cup ready with some sugar, pull the hazelnut creamer, then take a glance at the Calendar looking for the red dots. I sighed, finished making my coffee, then went to the living room and sat on the couch and proceeded to start watching some short videos.
When my husband, Dave, rose about thirty minutes later, he came into the living room and giving me a morning kiss. I smiled and held up my empty coffee cup. He took the cup with a smirk, "Would you like a cup of coffee?"
I smiled sweetly, "Well, only if you're already in there."
An hour later and we were caffeinated, and had just finished our breakfast of Sausage with Biscuits and Gravy. Another cup of coffee, and we were both on our phones. I was looking at some social media and he was checking one of his mobile games.
"Ugh, they have a community event from 3 to 6 today." Dave said.
"That's okay." I said, knowing exactly what that meant. "It's not like we have any big plans today."
"You sure it's okay?" he asked.
I smiled as sweetly as I could. "Of course. You look at the calendar?"
He chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, but it's still polite to ask."
***
A few short hours later and I was alone in our house, contemplating three options to pass the time until he returned, iced mocha's in hand. Start a new streaming show, take a hot bath, or masturbate. It did occur to me that I could complete two of those at the same time, but it felt like more effort than I was willing to invest at the moment.
Then my phone "dinged."
Coffee Man: What ya doing?
I smirked and texted back, "Just chilling."
The quick response cause me to freeze for a moment. "All alone huh?"
"Nope." Was my simple answer.
"Don't lie." He said, and followed it up with "Community Day today, and he never misses one. Garage is open, car gone, and the bedroom patio door is unlocked."
"He could be home any time, we can't." I shot back, but the idea alone warmed me up. My nipples immediately reacting to what they new was about to happen.
My phone chimed again, not that it mattered because I was already standing and heading down the hall towards my bedroom. "3 to 6, and it's not even 4 yet."
I passed the master bathroom and stepped into the bedroom, taking a quick glance around, but didn't see anyone. Then I jump slightly when I felt his arms wrap around me from behind. "Sneaky fuck."
His arms dangled over my shoulders, dangling from his fingers was a sleeping mask. I reached up to grab it, even as I felt his already hard cock pressing against my ass, "What's this for?"
"So you can honestly say that you never saw me." He whispered in my ear. Just before I pulled the satin mask over my eyes, I saw his hand point to the corner of my bed where a single felt lined cuffs was attached too the bed post. "That's new."
I finished pulling the mask over my eyes, "Theres a matching one on the other side."
"Can I use 'em?" I heard him ask as his thumbs hooked into the waistband of my cotton skirt and begin to push it down over my hips.
"You have to pull out." I said as he drug his fingertips along my body as he stood.
"Why's that?" he asked, as he turned me around.
He guided one of my hands to the hard and thick member protruding from his hips. I him a couple of strokes, then barely was able to moan out as he fingers found my pussy, parting the lips and sliding over my clit, "Risky. The oven is preheated."
I let out a little yelp of surprise as he suddenly picked me up and draped me over his shoulder and carried me to the bed. Dangling over his shoulder, I reached down and quickly felt for his ass, and then gave it a hard smack, "You have too!"
A moment of vertigo hit me as he quickly deposited me on the bed, sleep mask still keeping me blinded. I felt his lips crush to mine, his tongue slipping into my mouth and kissing me deeply. He helped me sit up, pulling my shirt off over my head. He pressed me back, laying me flat on the bed as I hissed out, "Say it."
