by Marie
“You have a beautiful body.” Grayson said.
“Thank you doctor.” Josie whispered. He kissed her shoulder.
“I have a beautiful body rather. It is mine after all isn’t it?”
“Yes.” She said softly. He reached over and grabbed the lube off the night table. Josie wished she could see him. That she could watch him rub it on. But reserved herself to staring at the wall, imagining what he was doing.
He ran his thumb over her diamond shaped button before taking hold. Slowly he pulled it out sending her back into a fierce throbbing. She whimpered trembling as it came out with a little pop.
“That’s a little tight huh?” He said smiling. Josie bit her lip, lowering her head to the mattress.
“Aww are you frustrated?”
“Yes.” She pouted. He picked up the gag and held it to her lips. Josie bit onto it and he tied it in back of her head.
“Now.” He smiled bring his face down to hers. “I’m going to pound your ass but if you scream, even once, I’ll stop.” Josie shook her head. “Yes, I’ll stop.” She closed her eyes and lowered her head.
Grayson put on extra lube watching her, she was so ready her clit was trembling. He pressed the tip of his cock to the opening. Even that felt good and Josie began to relax wanting every single inch of him inside of her. She had an idea of what was going to happen and she was ready for it.
Slowly he began the tight descent, whimpering at her tightness. Grayson grabbed her hips panting loudly over her shoulder. By the time he reached his depth they were both shivering and moaning. He lowered onto her back holding her and kissing her trembling shoulder. His hands slipped up her thigh and to her wet throbbing pussy. Grayson stroked her clit.
“Oh fuck.” He moaned in her ear, allowing them both to get used to the feeling but she was ultra tight and he was about to come. Grayson rising from her back gripping her hips. Josie looked at him over her shoulder as best she could. He took the gag out of her mouth, kissing her softly.
He began to move slow and tender and she shivered burying her face in the pillows. He felt so good her pussy was going into fits. Her muscles squeezing together tightly and trembling open again with each thrust. Her nipples scraping against the rubber sheet heightening the pleasure. Josie’s ears quickly alerted to him. He was crying her name as he moved harder and faster. It hurt but she didn’t want him to stop. She whimpered moving away a bit but he gripped her tighter, holding her closer to him and pounding her into a climax.
Her hands gripping the bars of the headboard so tightly her knuckles paled. She screamed in pleasure but he didn’t stop. How could he? It wasn’t even half of a thought. He slapped her ass crying her name, pressing to her tighter and riding her sweet ass into an earth-shattering climax. Grayson threw his head back and roared out so loudly the windows trembled. He panted hard and deep, lowering his forehead to her shoulder.
“Oh you have to be fucking kidding me.” He moaned panting. “You absolutely have to be kidding me.” She rolled her eyes shut and lowered to the mattress panting. Grayson thrust slowly, untying her hands. Josie looked up at him receiving a kiss.
“Up.” He whispered. “I’m not done.” She rose on her hands and knees looking back into his eyes. Grayson began to move again sliding his hands up to grip her shoulders. His thrust starting slow and soft then building into hard slams. He pulled her up against him slamming into her with a force that sent her into a fast climax. Josie held on to him, digging her nails into his thighs as he gripped her throat. His grip was pretty tight but she could still breath.
“You’re amazing Jo. You’re so fucking amazing.” He moaned in her ear. He cursed violently lowering his forehead against the back of her head, panting roughly into her hair and on her shoulder. His whimpered turning her on more. Josie groaned meeting his thrust, the pressure of his cock and his grip on throat making her come again. She felt it dripping down the inside of her thighs and whimpered.
Grayson grabbed her breast squeezing them tight, Josie cried out shivering. He slammed as hard as he could quickly approaching a climax. Her cell phone began to ring.
“No.” Grayson shouted. “Don’t you fucking answer. Josie I swear.” She whimpered reached back and grabbing his ass. Her nails digging into his flesh. The pain bringing him to a climax that sapped him of every ounce of liquid. Grayson collapsed against her back gripping the headboard, and she collapsed into the mattress panting hard. He cursed, shivering and kissing her neck and cheek moaning her name.
A few minutes later he gathered the strength to pull himself up giving her a few last slams before withdrawing from her. Josie whimpered shivering hard. He admired what he had done to her. Admired the gaping, come filled holes he had just pounded. Admired the white nectar as it slid out of her. Josie shivered looking back at him, watching his taking notice of his handy work.
“More Doctor?” She whimpered. Grayson looked at her kissing her softly.
“Friday. For now you need to rest.” He slapped her ass again. “But your pussy will be pounded all day long.” He said. Josie nodded biting her lip. He kissed her and grabbed her phone off the night table.
“This better not be your husband.” He said giving it to her. She lowered her head turning on the display. John’s number popped up.
“Uh-oh.” Josie dialed it back and turned to Grayson who looked a little nervous.
“Maggie.” Josie said when Maggie answered. She listened as Maggie asked her about what Grace could eat. Apparently she told Aunt Maggie that she was allowed dessert with dinner. Something Josie never did because she knew Grace was a dessert-aholic and would eat the sweets before the food. Once Josie cleared that that wasn’t allowed, Maggie asked about their time so far. After what they had just done Josie was blushing and told Maggie it was all amazing right now.
She hung up without giving details like Maggie had been begging for and grabbed her towel and the bottle, joined Grayson in the shower. They ended up fucking again, twice, before hitting nearly every room in the house. Including the living room which saw the majority of their activity that day.
*~*~*~*
They relaxed the next day, spending it kissing and snuggling in bed instead of having sex. Josie’s ass was sore most of the day but if given the choice she would do it again, a million times if she could. She’d never climaxed the way she climaxed with doing anal.
Grayson fed her an apple slice while they watched one of her sappy love movies on Lifetime. Normally he put up a fight but he couldn’t today. He was too happy to be annoyed.
“Do you remember how we met?” Josie asked.
“Blind date.” He said smiling.
“Thanks to that weird hippie girl. What was her name?”
“Becky.” Grayson said kissing her cheek.
“We should have made her our maid of honor.” Josie looked into his eyes. Grayson chuckled. “I wouldn’t be so damn happy if it weren’t for her.” Josie laid her head on his shoulder. He kissed her lips softly.
“I remember her. Meeting her that night. I was at a 90’s grunge themed party at that frat house.” She continued.
“No you weren’t.” Grayson said.
“Yeah I was.”
“At the frat house on the north side of the campus?” He said. Josie thought back trying to remember the campus. She’d walked it a billion times but it was enormous. She couldn’t really remember north or south.
“I think.” Josie said. “I just remember meeting her and she looked at me and said: ‘I’ve got someone for you. He’s perfect for you’, the next week I was sitting across from you on our one and only date.”
“I didn’t see you at that party.” Grayson said.
“I was there.” Josie smiled.
“I could have started this dream a week earlier.” He flattered her. She nodded softly.
“We could have.” She said. He kissed her temple. “I can’t believe how that could give me this. Beautiful kids, a man who adores me and a life that gives me all the happ
iness I can stand.”
“We do have it all. Struggles or not we have each other and that makes it all better right.” Grayson said. Josie nodded and snuggled into him. He held her tightly.
“I love being your husband.” He said. She smiled softly.
“Not when I make you clean up dog poop.” Josie said against his chest. He laughed.
“Yeah, not then.” He chuckled. She looked up at him.
“I love you.” She whispered.
“I love you too.” Grayson smiled. She pursed her lips and he kissed her tenderly.
Happily Josie laid her head on his chest again looking down at the television. Grayson stroked her hair back behind her ear.
*~*~*~*
Tuesday was bright and sunny. The birds were live and active and the dogs just wanted to be outside. Grayson let them out after cleaning the backyard and feeding them.
“Will you run to town for me?” Josie asked Grayson when he returned from letting the dogs outside. He looked up at her and gave her a soft smile.
“Yes.” He said. Josie kissed him.
“I’ll make a list.”
“I’ll take a shower.” He took her hand tugging her toward the bathroom.
“No, baby. That’s later.” She smiled at him. Grayson kissed her and walked into the bathroom. Tonight was her turn and she planned to show him what he meant to her.
Grayson came out ten minutes later to find her cleaning manically. Her Mary J. blasting, the house smelling like lemons. She gave him the list and a kiss.
“Hurry back.” She said softly. Grayson read over the list.
“Strawberries and whipped cream.” He grinned. “You know how I love to lick whipped cream out of your-,” She pressed her finger to his lips.
“Tonight’s about romance.” She said smiling. Grayson kissed her finger.
“Be back soon.” He slapped her ass and walked out. Josie smiled biting her lip and lowered her head. God did she love that man.
Josie put the small battery operated candles and tea lights all over the room. She changed the sheets to red satin sheets she’d bought for this occasion. A night of true romance. A night she couldn’t have with him at home. She made a playlist full of Maxwell and Sade, amongst others, which was waiting for her to press play. She took a shower with her favorite honey-vanilla body wash and moisturized twice to make certain her skin was soft. Josie did her toenails the purple color he loved. She then wrapped on her robe and went out to check the steaks she was making for dinner. She was almost ready for their night together.
Grayson walked in with his arms full of bags and kicked the door shut behind him. She smiled as he put them on the counter staring at her. She had on her black satin robe and he could tell she was naked underneath.
“Should I go get naked?” He asked making her laugh.
“No, but I put out an outfit for you in the other room.” She said. “Don’t go into our room.”
“Oh,” He grinned. “Ok.” He walked around to her. They kissed softly. His hand began to travel slowly up the inside of her thigh. Josie whimpered stopping him.
“She’s warming up for later.” She told him and he grinned. That sexy grin that made her clit pulsate with need. He kissed her again moving to her neck but stopped cold.
“Honey vanilla huh?”
“Yeah.” She said. He swallowed hard and nodded.
“Honey vanilla.” He whispered kissing her. It was the one scent of all her perfumes and body sprays that got him really hard. “I’ll go get ready for our night.” He kissed her forehead and walked away. Josie watched him.
“I love you Grayson.” She said. He stopped turning to her, a smile rolled over his beautiful lips.
“I know baby and God do I love you too.” He said and he turned walking down the hall and into the second room. Josie smiled to herself lowering her head.
By six it was dark and she lit the candles on the table. Dinner was done and warm in the oven. The radio on the counter was on the classic soul station. Grayson walked out into the living room in a white shirt and navy slacks. Josie was still in her robe. She dashed pass him, the honey-vanilla still strong on her as she ran down the hall to their room. He smiled to himself wondering what she had planned.
Grayson sat at the table listening to the sounds. He could hear the dogs still playing out back, Marvin Gaye serenading on the radio, the birds fading into night silence and Josie opening closets and closing draws. He knew that he was in for a treat.
Josie returned in a short red lace dress and sexy black stilettos. Under the dress he could see a black pushup bra and a black thong. Her hair was up in a sexy upsweep with soft curls slipping down in back.
“Oh dear lord.” He mumbled staring at her. Josie leaned against the counter biting her lip, watching him stand and walk to her as if answering some silent call.
“I get to feast on this tonight?” He asked.
“No.” Josie said. He stared at her puzzled. “I get to feast on you.” She walked away and to the stove taking out the food. Grayson felt hot and throbbing all over. He wanted so badly to bury himself in her but at the same time he wondered what she had in mind.
Josie served him a dinner that was absolutely too good to be true. She was a great cook but it seemed like his senses were heightened. The savoriness of the meat was savorier. The sweet corn was sweeter and the green beans were earthier. Even the bread tasted fluffier.
Grayson didn’t eat to fullness. He didn’t want anything to hinder her plans. He noticed she didn’t eat much either. Most of the meal she watched him. Drank him in and pressed her bottom to the chair constantly as if staving off what ever was brewing between those delicious thighs.
Josie stood walking to him slowly. Grayson wiped his lips and wiped his hand on his napkin. She took his hand standing him up and leading him out to the open space between the living room and dinning room. Josie looped her arms around his neck giving him a peck. Between her dress, that little kiss and the Isley Brothers playing on the radio, he could take her down like a lion on a gazelle.
“I think the universe knows how tonight is going to be.” She said softly.
“Why?” Grayson whispered. She grinned knowing how worked up he was and that made her happy. She still got to him after nearly fifteen years together.
“Because this song gets you going.” She smiled.
“It sure as hell does and right now I’m losing my fucking mind.” Grayson moved in for a kiss but she stopped him.
“Let me get dessert and then I’ll take you.” She said in a sexy voice that hit every nerve in his body. He cleared his throat.
“That, uh, that’s so wrong.” He said. Josie laughed and walked away. Grayson stood there a moment watching her. Ready, all too ready, to peel that thong off and feast on her. He finally turned and walked back toward the hall.
Josie prepared dessert but Grayson had no clue he was her dessert. She had plans for his body. Grayson was excited thinking of peeling that dress from her luscious body. He was absolutely hard as a rock.
Grayson made a pit stop to bathroom to freshen up. He walked into the room to find the candles flickering, casting the room in a warm sensual glow. Anita Baker was ending. The red satin sheets glowed fiery in the light of the candles. On the chair by the window the love straps, black silk blindfold, and gag where hanging over the arms of the chair. A big fluffy purple feather laid on the seat. He stepped in knowing this was going to be quite night.
She walked in with a tray with bowls of warm chocolate sauce, strawberries and whipped cream on top. Grayson stood as she sat the tray on the night table. Her eyes raised to him flashing with fire and passion. Josie walked back to the door closing it quietly and walking back his way in slow seductive strides.
“I’ve been imagining this for two years.” She said huskily. “You’re mine tonight.” She slipped her hands under his shirt and up his abs. “I won’t stop until I drink you dry.” Josie kissed him so warm and deep, he moaned. Her hands slid up his b
ack, her nails digging into his skin. Grayson moaned sliding his tongue over hers. She broke the kiss giving him gentle pecks.
“Drink me?” He whispered. Josie nodded pulling his nightshirt over his head.
“Lay down.” She whispered. He did laying against the pillows. She tied his hands and took off his pants and boxers. She gave him a quick hungry suckle that made him cry her name. She then tied his ankles to the bed the way he had tied her the other night. Josie stood slowly looking at him, her hips moving slowly to the music. Seducing him into watching them, into yearning to feel their power.
She danced for him seductively as she stripped off her clothes. Grayson’s eyes were like saucers as he watched her. She stripped the dress away dancing before him in her bra, thong and stilettos. Grayson bit his lip hard, straining to at least loosen the ties but they were tight on his wrist. He watched her drop it and moaned a curse. Josie rotated her hips back up slowly and he thrust into the air, yearning to be inside of her.
She slipped off her bra lowering the cups from her hardening nipples, all the while her body moving seductively, working him into a frenzy of frustration.
“Oh fuck.” He barked frustrated.
“Do you want it Gray?” She asked huskily.
“Yes.”
“Then come for it.” Josie took off the thong, now completely naked and dropped it again standing and wiggling her ass, he growled. She heard him pull at the ties and grinned. She slipped out of her stilettos and walked over slowly.
Josie climbed onto the bed, kissing him. His kiss was rough, his tongue wild. He moaned when she pulled her kiss from his.
“You’re a greedy boy.” She said in a sexy voice. “Greedy boys don’t get fed.”
“Josie.” He growled. She shook her head looking down into his eyes. He was losing control and fast, it made her grin. She stood walking to the chair. She took off the blindfold, gag and feather.
“Open.” She said smiling. He did and she put the gag between his teeth.