Mike was waiting for Abby to get home from work. He wasn't going to let her know how eager he was for her to get home, so he was setting up a spreadsheet he really didn't need. He wasn't able to concentrate on what he was doing, as he was all the time thinking of his wife of three months, and how lucky he was that she was his.
He was, in truth, amazed at her. She was 24 years younger than his own 57 years, but she had chosen him. She was beautiful, where he was plain. She was sexy, where he was ... 57. She was slender and trim, where he was showing the signs of middle age. But, in spite of all this, she loved him.
At last he heard her at the front door, so he pretended more interest in the spreadsheet than he actually had. She came in the front door and closed it behind her. He watched her out of the corner of his eye, as he loved this part of their daily ritual. Before they had met in person, he had told her that he never wanted her to wear panties in the house. So, as soon as she got home, she would close the front door and remove her panties from under her skirt. She would then fold the panties so that the gusset of the panties, which she had soaked in anticipation of once again being with her Lord, was in the top layer of the folded material. She would then carry her folded panties and pass them under Mike's nose so he could smell her arousal. What she didn't know was that most of the time, he could smell her arousal while she was standing by the door.
Today, though, Abby had a surprise for her Mike. Instead of approaching him right away, Abby took off the rest of her clothes at the front door. Her arousal increased tenfold beyond what she usually felt for her husband. Her nipples crinkled up hard, and she could feel her pussy lips swell. She could also feel her juices leaking out of her pussy and start to trickle down her thighs. Abby went into the kitchen and poured a glass of fruit juice for her man. She then carried it into him, and rather than touch him or speak to him, she knelt down knees spread wide open beside his office chair, looked only at the floor, and extended her hands with the glass of juice up to her husband.
Mike was surprised and delighted! Abby had time and again told him that she loved him, and he believed her, but she had never demonstrated such a submission to him. He thought it was sexy as hell! Once again, as he had every day since before they got married, he renewed his determination to be worthy of such a woman.
Mike took the juice out of Abby's hands, and she placed her hands, palms up, on her knees. He thought a few minutes, figuring out where Abby was going with this scenario, what she wanted and what she wanted him to do. He remembered she had called him "master" and "Lord" back when they had only been sending instant messages and e-mails to each other. At the time he had thought nothing of it, but now, considering her actions this day, he thought he knew what she wanted.
Mike swiveled the office chair around to where he was facing her on the floor.
"Undress me", he commanded her.
Abby said, "yes, Lord", and she started taking off his shoes and socks. As soon as his feet were bare, she started massaging his feet just the way she knew he liked. She placed the foot that was not in her hands against her pussy. As she worked over his left foot, she rocked her hips so that his right foot rubbed her clitoris. The scent of Abby in heat rose to fill both their nostrils.
Michael quickly became even more erect in his jeans. He wanted to put his cock inside of her more than ever, but he waited for her to finish her pleasing and teasing. She found many sore spots on his foot, particularly on the sole of his foot, and she massaged the sore spots away. She then switched feet and massaged his right foot while she masturbated herself with his left foot. She was becoming more and more turned on, becoming more and more anxious to take her husband and Lord and master within her body, but she waited, dragging the seduction of her man out as long as they could stand it.
Abby had her first orgasm from rubbing her clit on Mike's left foot just as she finished her massage of his right foot. She looked up and saw first of all the lump of hardness in her husband's pants, then the mixed look of relief and lust on his face. She raised up on her knees and unsnapped and unzipped his jeans. She moved her hands to his hips, one hand to each side, and started to pull his pants and briefs down his legs. Mike lifted his hips so she could get his pants and underwear off of him. Abby quickly removed Mike's pants, then, still on her knees, she moved closer to the chair and spread Mike's legs wider. Abby looked at Mike's sex. She loved that he had been shaving his pubic hair even before they met. She also loved that his sex was as hairless as her own. Neither of them had to stop during oral sex to deal with unwelcome hairs in their mouths. She took his penis in one hand and his sac in the other. Using very little pressure in her grip she started to rub up and down Mike's cock. When her hand got to the top of her husband's erection, she gave his cock a little twist, then started her hand back down his shaft. While she was rubbing his cock with one hand, she used the other to gently tickle and scratch his balls.
Mike started breathing harder because of the pleasure Abby was giving him with her hand job, and Abby was very much aware of the effect she was having on him.
"I am close to coming, Miyiri!" 1
