Night on the Wild Side

My husband is coming home later than usual and I am determined to give him a night on the wild side. I’d just tucked the kids into bed and I dig through my drawers to find something appropriate to wear for my planned seduction. I come across my leopard mini-skirt, the skin tight one that hugs my butt in all the right places, but is made of a very pliable, soft material. I also put on a black tank top that plunges low and show an ample amount of cleavage. When I hear the door open I know he’s returned and I come into the living room innocently.

“You know I love that skirt,” my husband says as I walk past him and start picking up the kids toys. I want the living room floor cleared just in case. I bend to place the last stuffed animal in the box purposefully showing off my rear end to my husband. I linger in this position and I am not surprised when I feel him behind me, pressing his erection in my butt.

Mmm… just as I hoped.

“You know what you’re doing to me,” he growls in my ear, his hot breath tickling against that sensitive area on my neck and making my body thrill with anticipation. He grinds into my backside with his erection and I close my eyes and wiggle my butt up and down his groin. His hands reach around and he cups my breasts and squeezes lightly. I tremble in his hands at the feeling of his fingers finding my budding nipples and giving them a light pinch.

“I missed you today,” I say in a low voice and I reach behind myself and rub my hands against the bulge in his pants. I turn in his embrace and circle my arms around his neck and kiss him deeply. I back him onto the couch and sit him down, then straddle him and grind against him. He pumps up at me deliberately and I purr with the pleasure that follows. The hard throb of his cock, his hands massaging my breasts, and my arousal send me into my first orgasm of the night. I smother my release in our kiss and I bite his lips while I come.

Oh, I need this. An entire days of chasing around kids, cleaning house, and changing diapers has me ready for some “adult” time.

“Take off your panties,” he tells me as he gnaws against the side of my neck. He knows I love that. That soft bite that makes my entire being buzz alive with sexual energy. “Leave on the skirt.”