Now thinking about the combination of both of my posts.
Im going out with my friends, dressed up pretty, she tells me to be safe and puts my day collar on me, it looks inconspicuous enough.. but some people know. Other people just as perverted at us will see me and know that I belong to someone.
When we're out and having fun, she checks in on me, starts teasing me over texts. I know she's at home getting wine-drunk and thinking about me being so pretty and quietly claimed.
When I get home, she's in her favorite large t-shirt with nothing underneath it and finishing her last glass of wine as she coos me forward, summoning me to the edge of the couch. She grabs my collar, pulls me closer, placing gentle, hungry kisses on my jaw before her lips find home on mine.
"My sweet boy.. you did so well tonight, and you look so pretty.. tell me all about it, honey."
As she's grabbing the bulge already growing in my pants and I stutter and fumble over my words as I tell her about everything. She just grins, squeezing gently until I can't form words.
"No more words baby? That's okay.. I have another use for that pretty little mouth of yours anyway."
As she puts her hand in my hair and pushes my head down between her legs.