Simple Pleasures

i’ll start early in the morning as you head off to work, a lingering squeeze of your arm when we kiss goodbye, then i grab your tie/jacket to tug you back in for another one, because i’m greedy. and because i know you’ll be thinking about that tug all morning, and as soon as you’ve somewhat recovered, i send you a few tasteful nudes right before i know you have a big afternoon meeting, so you can be sitting there trying to listen to your boss, while your brain flashes my naked body on repeat and you’re hopelessly turned on, half-hard below the conference room table. i text ‘getting in the shower! ;)’ as you’re on your way home, and you drive just a little over the speed limit, but i was already done by the time i sent the text, and by the time you’re home i’m pulling on that dress you can’t get enough of. “what took you so long?” i tease, “oh, can you zip me up?” i turn around, smiling, because we both know i’m fully capable of zipping it by myself, and you’re already half out of your mind, but when you grab my hips and try to get fresh with me, i swat your hands away, “hurry up and change, we’re gonna lose our reservation.” at the restaurant i’m bold, i’m leaning forward to give you an eyeful of my cleavage, i’m kicking off my heel under the table to rub my foot up your ankle, making you cough and blush, i’m holding your hand innocently as we wait for the check and then tracing one of my nails up the inside of your wrist to make your breath stutter. at every red light on the way home i’m reaching over into your lap, of course you’re hardpacking, and i’m rubbing your bulge to feel you grow alert under my hand. i lean over the center console to brush my lips against your ear, “don’t miss the light,” and you stammer a curse out loud when the light turns green because i instantly take my hand away, grinning, and sit back in my seat to let you drive.

it’s been hours and hours of this sweet torment so by the time we make it in the front door you’ve had it with me, you’ve got me up against the wall so quick it makes me gasp, you’re pushing my dress up around my waist and unbuckling your belt, pulling your dick out and making it ready for me, knowing i’m wet enough from the sadistic pleasure of my day of teasing that it’ll be a bit rough but you’ll slide in, and maybe i deserve a little roughness after all i’ve put you through. i moan and wrap my legs around you, arms around your neck as your fingers dig into my hips and you thrust into me, hard and unthinking, breathing roughly and growling a little as you finally, finally get the release you’ve been so desperate for.