It was him.
‘Hey, husband,’ she said.
As she spoke she began to slip out of her work clothes.
‘Just wanted to check you’re still on for tonight?’
‘Just,’ she said, laughing. She put the phone down and switched on speaker phone as she stepped out of her skirt and removed her jacket.
‘I’ve had to sit down quite a lot today,’ said Cole, quietly. ‘If you know what I mean.’
‘I know what you mean,’ she said. ‘If I had a penis, I would have been fired by mid-morning. I don’t know how you men do it.’
‘So you’ve had a good day then?’ he said, laughing.
‘I’ve been this close to cancelling the restaurant and texting you a naked selfie with the caption, Forget the food, come home and eat my ass.’
Cole laughed hard down the line as she removed her bra and shimmied out of her knickers.
‘I would’ve run all the way home,’ he said.
‘I’ve only held back, because I reckon the five star steak might taste better.’
‘I look forward to making a comparison, but let's not rush, okay? It’s our anniversary. We should enjoy it.’
‘But we can skip pudding right?’ she said, as she made her way into the shower.
‘Pudding is your ass.’
‘Then we are not skipping pudding. We are going to indulge ourselves. I’m going to get a shower and then I’ll book a taxi and meet you there?’
‘Wait, so you’re naked right now?’
‘I am,’ she said, grinning.
‘Is it still in?’
‘It is.’
There was a long silence from the other end. ‘Maybe we could just have a starter?’
Elsie laughed.
‘See you in an hour, and don’t go off for a wank, I want you fully stocked later. Although, Alice did offer to give me a hand, if you’re not up to the task.’
‘Did she?’
‘She did.’
There was a long pause, and Elsie laughed as Cole took a deep breath.
‘I’ll try. I love you,’ he said.
‘I love you too,’ she hit the end call button and turned the tap, waiting for it to warm up before she stepped inside.
As the little room filled up with steam and the hot water cascaded over her breasts, she reached behind herself and touched the edge of the little jewel and smiled.
It felt so naughty.
She felt so naughty.
Her fingers made their way around to her pussy and started to circle her clit.
Cole might have to save himself for later, but she didn’t have any such issue.
*
The restaurant was attached to a large golf complex where Cole would often play on weekends. As Elsie arrived in the taxi she looked out for their car and saw that her husband had already arrived. As she looked over toward the lights of the restaurant she saw that he was standing outside waiting for her in the grand stone archway entrance. He was dressed in a well fitted dinner suit and looked incredibly handsome.
The sight of him made her heart flutter.
She couldn’t believe they had been married for a year already.
As she stepped out of the taxi, he hurried over to greet her, placing his hand on the small of her back and kissing her on the lips.
‘Happy anniversary,’ he said as he pulled away, offering his arm for her to take.
‘Happy anniversary,’ she said, smiling demurely at him. She shook her bottom as she walked. Cole tried not to laugh as they arrived at the entrance.
‘Are you going to behave tonight?’ he said as he held the door open for her.
‘Absolutely not.’
Inside a beautiful waitress greeted them and Cole talked to her as Elsie smiled. The young girl was clearly attracted to him, paying her almost no attention, but she didn’t care. He wasn’t taking her home to fuck this evening.
As the pretty young girl showed them to their table, Elsie grinned. She was wondering if she was the only woman in the restaurant wearing a little jewel, or if there was one or two others hiding a saucy little secret.
It was surprisingly exciting to think about.
She looked around and tried to guess who else might be being terribly rude but before she could really get a good look at anyone they arrived at their table and Cole was pulling out her chair for her.
She sat down as he took a seat opposite her and ordered their drinks.
Neither of them drank alcohol very much, but tonight she was happy to have a little something to settle her nerves and Cole had requested a nice bottle of sparkling Rosé for them to share.
‘Here’s to us,’ he said, as he raised his glass.
The clink was barely audible over the hubbub of the restaurant, but Elsie felt it through her fingers.
‘We made it through the first year,’ she laughed and took a sip of the pink tinted fizz. The wine was heady and full of bubbles and she felt a tingle permeating through her skin. She suddenly felt bold.
‘Fuck. I’m so horny you could bend me over this table right now and fuck me in the ass and I wouldn't stop you.’
Cole spluttered, drawing the ire of the elderly couple to the right of them. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
Elsie’s expression didn't change, she was dead serious. She reached across the table and stroked his fingers.
‘In fact I'm seriously considering the idea of a quickie in the bathroom.’
‘Here?’
Elsie nodded.
Cole shifted in his seat, trying to simultaneously accommodate and hide the bulge developing in his tight suit trousers. As he adjusted himself, the gorgeous waitress who had shown them to their seats approached. She glanced at Elsie, then flicked her head away, smiling broadly at Cole.
‘Are you ready for me to take your order, sir?’
Elsie smirked and turned away, trying to hide her expression behind her wine glass.
‘We’ve barely looked at the menu, actually,’ said Cole, apologetically.
‘Would you like some more time?’
‘My husband will have the sirloin, medium, with peppercorn sauce and a side of new potatoes and I’ll have the butternut squash. We’ll share the tapas platter as a starter.’
The girl turned and looked nervously at Elsie and then glanced back at Cole who nodded and handed back his menu.
‘Thank you, ma’am,’ said the girl as she slunk away.
‘Very decisive,’ said Cole, raising his eyebrows.
‘Meet me in the upstairs women’s bathroom in three minutes.’
She stood up, wiped her lips with her napkin, dropped it on the table and walked away, swinging her hips as she did.
As she reached the stairs she looked back to find her husband staring wild eyed at her in shock. She laughed and winked, then disappeared from his view.
Out of sight, she took the stairs two at a time, a wave of exhilaration surging through her like a naughty child.
Arriving at the first floor landing she darted towards the door to the ladies and as she reached the threshold she turned around and listened carefully. She was hoping that the upstairs restrooms would be quieter, but the idea that someone might walk in and interrupt them was, in a way, rather thrilling.
That was on the assumption that her husband was bold enough to actually join her.
After another minute she closed the main door and tip toed inside. Biting her lip, she pushed open the entrance to the first cubicle and finding it satisfyingly clean, she closed it behind herself, flicked the latch down and slipped off her knickers.
She suddenly felt a little awkward and silly. What if Cole didn’t join her? What if he just stayed downstairs? A minute passed and she sat down on the lid of the toilet, feeling a little deflated.
Perhaps she was being too bold.
He was a member here after all, she didn’t want to get him barred over an indiscretion.
The door to the restroom opened and she looked up, listening
intently.
Someone had walked inside and paused. She stood up quietly to see if she could peer through the small gap in the cubicle door but it was too narrow. Instead she coughed, hoping he would recognise the sound of her voice.
She held her breath.
A moment later there was a gentle knock on the door and she smiled.
Carefully, she unlocked the latch and peered through the widening gap, to find her husband’s face staring back at her, a mixture of amusement and fear plastered all over it.
‘Took you long enough,’ she said, as he squeezed into the cubicle next to her. Without another word, she winked at him and turned around, then lifted up her dress revealing her bare bottom.
Cole’s eyes popped.
‘You’re not wearing any knickers.’
‘And yet you’re still wearing trousers,’ she said as she bent over.
Hurriedly he unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his fly as Elsie looked back at him.
‘Fuck me fast.’
Cole slipped his hard cock out into his hand, then he placed his foot between his wife’s legs and slid them apart. His free hand caressed her bottom, his thumb stroking the sparkling red jewel, as the head of his cock teased her pussy lips apart.
She was dripping wet.
He pushed forward and slid deep inside her in one smooth movement and Elsie had to stifle a cry of illicit excitement as she remembered where she was.
He felt huge inside her, his cock throbbed with urgency and it felt fucking good.
Her mouth fell open as he thrust harder and harder, his cock pulsing deeper and deeper inside her.
She could feel him building already, he felt full and tight and she had to cover her own mouth to stifle her moans as his cock strained, stretching her and making her feel full. The sensation of him inside her pussy and the jewel inside her ass was overwhelming.
She reached back and took hold of his hand and squeezed.
‘Come inside me,’ she whispered.
She felt him thrust hard twice and then he came, and a moment later so did she.
The orgasm was dirty and hard. She shuddered, trying desperately to stay silent as it gushed through her and overwhelmed her senses, like a flood of adrenaline. Cole continued to thrust, pumping his seed deep into her pussy. She could feel it, sticky and warm and wet. It made her flush with delight as she felt him twitch and pulse.
As he slowed down and slipped out of her, she shimmied her dress back down, slipped her knickers back on and stood upright. Then she turned around, dabbed the corner of her mouth with her index finger and smiled, slipping her fingers around his still throbbing member.
‘Next time, you get to put this in my ass. Hopefully, you’ll last a little longer too.’
She stood on tip-toes and kissed him. Her still recovering husband took a long, uneven and deep breath before she spoke again.
‘Shall we go and have a little dinner now?’
*
Elsie practically skipped over the threshold of their front door, spinning like a top into their lounge and throwing off her coat.
‘Mr Winters, my dear husband. Thank you very much for a lovely evening,’ she said, smiling and putting on a very upper class British accent. ‘But I am rather tired of all the foreplay, as satisfying as it was, and would quite like you to take me upstairs this instant, flip my skirt up, rip off my knickers and fuck my ass as hard as you can.’
She bit her lip and looked over at him with such flaming desire in her eyes that Cole took a step back. As he looked at her, she began to unbutton her dress.
‘Be that as it may, Mrs Winters, please believe me when I say that I am very much intent upon ravishing your bottom this evening, but I am also keen that you are sufficiently relaxed, calm and ready to accept my rather large, some would say oversized penis, into your delicate and never before used, sweet little hole.’
Elsie blushed and laughed, sliding her dress down to the floor.
‘And what do you suggest, sir?’ she said, standing in just her knickers and bra in the middle of the living room.
‘My suggestion would be that you proceed upstairs in your rather indecorous state and partake in a warm, relaxing and bubble filled bath before adorning yourself with the brand new set of lingerie, aforementioned this morning.’
‘Well that does sound like a rather splendid idea,’ she said smiling as she undid her bra, dropping it into the floor.
She walked past him and headed for the stairs where she stopped, stood still, glanced over her shoulder and slowly pulled down her knickers, revealing, once again, the red shiny jewel in her behind.
Cole took a deep breath and balled his fingers into a fist.
Elsie smiled and headed up the stairs, swinging her hips as she went.
‘See you in half an hour, Mr Winters,’ she said. ‘Don’t be late.’
As she reached the top of the stairs she darted into the bedroom and rifled through the side dresser, plucking out the lingerie set that he had gifted her this morning and admiring it as she stood upright, feeling a little cold.
She rolled up the lace underwear, grabbed her towel from the en-suite and tip-toed through to the bathroom where she placed it down over the radiator, which was already piping hot, and delicately laid out the lingerie on the side, ready for when she was dry and out of the water.
Carefully, she leaned across and began to draw herself a nice, hot bath, turning back and lighting a small candle before placing it neatly on the side.
Her sister had given her a little round bath bomb as a Christmas gift a few months ago, and tonight seemed like an appropriate night to enjoy it.
The water was bubbly, fizzy and a light shade of pink as she lowered her leg and tested the temperature a few minutes later.
It was steaming hot.
Wisps of vapour curled around her ankle. The damp haze was intoxicating and it was making her feel a little dizzy.
It was late now, and through the mottled glass of the bathroom window shone the light of the moon reflecting off the chrome taps as the candlelight shimmered with her movement.
She picked up the black lace knickers from the side and admired them for a moment, smiling before neatly placing them to the side of the large Victorian sink that her husband had struggled to fit a few months ago. Elsie had found it in an old antiques warehouse in the city and together they had lugged it all the way back to their car to bring home. Leaning across to the other side, she hovered over the play button on her little portable speaker, then smiled a naughty smile to herself as she listened to Cole, in the next room, getting himself ready.
Tonight was going to be really special for both of them.
She bit down on her lip in anticipation, pressed play, and then delicately stepped over the side and lowered her bare bottom into the steaming water.
It was heaven.
Settling back and submerging herself, she felt all of the muscles in her body slowly relaxing one by one as her skin tingled with pleasure.
With one arm she swept a scoop of silky bubbles up and over her stomach, grazing her nipples and swirling the water around up to her neck as she lay back and softly breathed the calming aroma in through her nose.
Feeling more and more relaxed with every passing second, she closed her eyes and listened to the tranquil and relaxing music coming from the speaker, drifting through the steam of the little room. She took a long, deep breath and quivered.
They were really going to do it.
Tonight.
She was starting to feel rather nervous.
Her bravado was fading as the reality dawned on her.
She watched with blurry eyes as curls of vapour rose silently from her stomach. Slowly, she parted her legs until her toes touched the sides of the bath, then with her free hand she swished the gathered bubbles away from between her thighs until she could see her pussy.
She moved her hand down and slid a single finger over her clit, then began to circle herself.
It felt so go
od, smoother and wetter somehow.
Just beneath her pussy, her fingers touched the edge of the little jewel that she had kept there all day.
It was so naughty.
She couldn’t believe she’d done it.
She’d gone to work with it in, and then to a restaurant, where they’d actually fucked in the restroom.
It was like Cole had claimed her with this little toy, as though he’d marked his territory for later. No other man would be allowed to enter her, until it was time for him to do so, at which point he would remove it and fill her with his cock instead.
At least she hoped he would, and could. She hoped the little jewel had done its job and prepared her.
She lay her head back and closed her eyes again, breathing in the aroma and listening to the sound of the gentle music.
Her whole body felt like it was sinking, down and down into a velvet abyss.
It felt so good.
Ten minutes later she woke with a start and smiled as she realised she was so relaxed that she had fallen asleep.
The music had stopped.
She wondered for a moment if Cole had paused it from his phone, realising that she had drifted off.
It didn’t matter, but it would be sweet if it was true.
She stood up, the now lukewarm water of the bath cascading off of her in a small wave as she stepped out and onto the mat. She reached for her towel and wrapped it around herself, patting her body dry until she was warm and cosy. Then she slipped off the towel and picked up each piece of the lingerie set, pulling on the knickers first, followed by the suspender belt and stockings. Then she slid the baby doll on over her head, letting it fall down around her bottom.
She was impressed with how well it fitted, and good it made her breasts look. Cole had paid attention.
She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled.
She felt incredible.
Shivering with arousal, she toggled off the light.
*
CHAPTER THREE
ELSIE PUSHED THE door shut quietly behind her as she tip-toed softly into their bedroom. Cole was in the en-suite still, she could hear him moving around and see his shadow shifting.
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