by Robby Mills
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” She yawned, nuzzled her head into the crook of his arm and sighed.
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At nine o’clock the next morning they dragged themselves from bed, took a relaxing shower together and made their way down to the kitchen. While Elly made a quick breakfast Josh started the coffee. Subtle touches were given as they moved around the kitchen, nothing demanding, simply loving, appreciative gestures. They didn’t have it in them for another round of hard-core play after the last forty-eight hours.
When they sat down to eat, Elly remembered something. “We didn’t use any of your toys last night.”
Josh chuckled. “Didn’t need to, sweetheart. Trust me. We’ll use them, don’t you worry.”
After they finished eating, Josh helped her clean up the dishes and then she went and took a hot bath to help ease the soreness. After, they both sat on the couch, her wrapped in his arm, while they read. A quiet, relaxing few hours before the kids returned.
Elly thought for sure Blake and Christa would come home hyped up and bouncing off the walls, wondering what they were going to do for the rest of the day. Instead, both came through the door dragging and disappeared into their rooms. Later, Josh started the grill and cooked potatoes and then tossed on some steaks.
During dinner Blake told about his night and with some coaxing, Christa shared a few details of hers. Elly guessed mostly she and Barb gossiped, watched television and perhaps called a boy or two. Ah, the simple life of teens.
Later, when they were sliding into bed, Elly sighed.
“What’s wrong?” Josh pulled her close and tucked her into his side.
“I don’t want the weekend to be over.” She would forever and always remember this time they spent together.
“Just because we go back to work tomorrow doesn’t mean it’s over, honey. We have every night this week and every weekend of our lives. This is just beginning.”
“I know.” And she did. “I’m afraid we’ll fall back into that old rut getting caught up in everyone else’s lives and forget about each other again.” She feared that all the way to her toes.
“We won’t let that happen. I for one am not ready to give up what I’ve discovered hiding in you. I want more. So much more and I want to find new ways of pleasing you, making you scream my name, watching you unravel. You’re gorgeous when you come, by the way.”
Elly tightened against him further. “Promise me, Josh, we’ll keep trying new things and not just sex either. We’ll do more outside the bedroom.”
“Absolutely. I’ve been giving that a lot of thought today.”
“You have? Like what?”
“I’ve been mulling ideas over, trying to come up with some exciting things for us to experience. I thought I’d talk to Michael tomorrow. He and his wife are always out dipping their toes in something new. Maybe he can give me some ideas.”
That old haggy voice reappeared. What about the kids. The kids need you. You can’t run off and abandon your children.
Elly tried not to, but she heard herself asking. “What about the kids?”
“They’re teenagers, honey. They don’t need us around all the time like they did a few years ago. Besides, it’s not like we’ll be gone every weekend, only popping in to make sure the fridge is stocked. If we do go anywhere it’ll be a couple times a year. In the meantime we’ll discover something closer to home to get in trouble with. You worry too much. People do it all the time and their kids aren’t running the streets.”
He had a point. Take that, annoying subconscious. “Okay. I will be eagerly waiting to hear what you find out from Michael.”
Morning came with the usual rush and last-minute disasters. After Elly got the kids out the door, Josh gave her a long, deep kiss, a pat and squeeze on the butt and then he darted out. As she drove to work she found herself smiling for no reason other than the memories of the last three days. To think Friday she was in panic and today, well, life looked worth living again.
Around eleven a man walked up to her desk with a bouquet of flowers. “Mrs. Stine?”
“Yes,” she answered, gazing at the colorful array so uniquely arranged.
“These are for you. Have a nice day.”
Elly sat there starring at the flowers. Two of her office mates scurried over and bombarded her with questions.
“Is it your anniversary?”
“Did you get a promotion?”
Elly took the card, opened it and felt her heart flip inside her chest. Hoping the most beautiful, amazing woman in the world has a wonderful day. My undying love, Josh.
“So spill,” her best work friend said. “What did you do to deserve these?” She wiggled her eyebrows.
Elly tucked the card in her pocket. “I’ll never tell.”
When everyone cleared away from her desk, she took the card out and read it again. The last time Josh sent flowers was when she gave birth to Christa. Huh, who knew a hot weekend of hard-core lust would get her flowers? Elly pulled up her email and shot off a quick note to him.
Some hot, sexy man sent me flowers. I think I owe him something tonight. What do you think?
She figured his response wouldn’t come for another hour or three, but within minutes a reply sat in her inbox.
I think I know exactly how you can repay him. Don’t work too hard, you’ll need your strength for a late night.
She chuckled, logged out of her email and tried to focus on the rest of the day. By the time five rolled around Elly was eager and moving out the door. Oh, she had hours before she and Josh would have any time alone, but that didn’t matter. She simply wanted to see him.
The kids were busy at the table doing homework so she kicked off her shoes and dug into dinner plans. When Christa finished and cleared her books from the table, she actually set it. Elly watched in shock.
“What?”
“Nothing.” If she said anything it might be the last time one of her children helped without being asked. Instead, she took the small gift with appreciation.
“What else can I do to help?”
Whoa, had the universe flipped inside out? Elly handed Christa a pan. “You can stir-fry those vegetables.” She kept a close eye on her daughter, but Christa did well on her own. Blake even jumped in and did a little cooking.
“Now this is what a man likes to see when he comes home from a hard day’s work. His family cooking just for him.”
Elly turned and the smile came instantly. He looked different tonight, not nearly as haggard or tired. He looked, well, happy.
“You’re funny, Dad,” Christa muttered.
“I’m not cooking,” Blake added. “Just pushing things around a pan so they don’t burn.”
“Oh, glad you cleared that up, son.” Josh took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves and jumped in.
Dinner even seemed more upbeat than it had in the past, as if the kids were feeding off her and Josh’s good moods. They all laughed, talked and when they finished the kids cleared the table and Josh helped her do dishes. Every once in a while he’d cop a feel of either her ass or breasts. Elly even grabbed a handful of male package.
The usual evening began to play out. Josh took Blake to ball practice and Christa to soccer. When he returned, normally he would disappear inside his small office and she would begin planning tomorrow night’s dinner and pay a few bills. Josh however had another idea.
He came into the kitchen, snatched her out of the chair and bent her over the table. After hiking her skirt up, he jerked down her panties and pressed two fingers deep inside her body. Elly’s head spun like a top.
“What are you doing?”
“Do you know what I thought about all day?” Josh eased his fingers in and out while his thumb rubbed her ass.
“Acquisitions and sales?” she squeaked. Josh slapped her ass hard enough to sting. “Or not.”
“I thought about us in that parking lot Saturday night. I thought about you on your knees and my cock in your talented mouth. It
’s all I could focus on, Elly. I couldn’t leave my desk because I had a hard-on all damn day.” He pushed his thumb through the tight ring of muscle, popping inside her with a quick burst of pain.
In seconds the pleasure overrode any discomfort. Elly wiggled her hips, wanting more.
“You’ll pay for distracting me today.” He smacked her ass again and then pulled his fingers out.
“Josh!”
“I have work to catch up on before I pick up the kids.” He turned her around, opened her blouse and popped both breasts free of her bra. “Leave the panties off, I like knowing you aren’t covered and ready for me.” He leaned down and licked each nipple before sucking them hard.
When he finished teasing her, he put her back together. “Tonight I want you to go up to bed early. Tell the kids you’re really tired. Take off all your clothes and lie on the bed. No touching yourself, do you understand?”
Overwhelmed by his domineering attitude, but incredibly turned-on, she nodded.
“Come upstairs with me.” He took her hand and they all but ran up to their bedroom. “Get out your vibrator.”
She did as ordered with a wide smile and anticipation welling in her tummy.
“Lay it on the bed. Now get the long strap out of the kit we bought and lay it on the bed.”
Barely able to contain her giggle, she did.
“Inside that bag is the dildo I bought, open it up.”
Elly pulled out the plastic package, pried it open and looked down at the rubbery device with a suction cup on the end. It was big, thick and somewhat intimidating. “I don’t think this will fit.”
Josh opened up his pants and released his erection. He crooked his finger and beckoned her toward him.
Elly moved fast, unsure of what he wanted but eager to please.
“Hold it next to me.”
She did and lo and behold, it was the same size as Josh.
“It just seems bigger because it isn’t attached to a body.” He tucked himself back into his pants. “These are what I’m using on you tonight and when I walk into this bedroom I want you ready for me.”
Elly glanced at the bed and then back at him. He grinned, a very wicked, you’re going to love it grin. Elly freed the buttons on her blouse, let it fall from her arms and then removed her bra and tossed it aside.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to do anything for you in the meantime?” She cupped her breasts and tugged on both nipples.
“You want a paddling, don’t you?”
The image that popped into her head brought forth a gush of warm liquid between her legs. The thought of him laying her over his knee and spanking her, it shouldn’t be so hot. It would be different than when he spanked her from behind.
“You do want me to paddle you.” He moved forward.
Elly took a step back and that was the wrong thing to do. Josh reached out, snagged her wrist, sat on the bed and bent her over his lap. With one hand pressed between her shoulder blades, he tugged her skirt up to her hips and tucked his free hand between her legs and rubbed her wet pussy.
“You’re excited,” he muttered, rubbing and slicking his fingers up. “Jesus, Elly, you take my breath away. I’d marry you all over again.” With that, he brought his hand down.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh and the slight sting made her yelp and then moan. “Again.”
Josh didn’t hesitate. He spanked her a few more times until her ass cheek felt warm and then he turned his attention to the other. Each strike made her wet, set her body on fire and brought her close to climax.
“I think you’re going to like what I have planned tonight, sweetheart,” he whispered, caressing her warm flesh. “I thought about it all day. Now I need to make up work that I fell behind on because I couldn’t concentrate on anything but you.” He helped her stand.
Elly wobbled, dizzy from the extreme rush of pleasure he gave her. Josh lowered her down on the bed, kissed her lips and then strolled out of the room as if nothing happened.
It took a few minutes, but eventually her head cleared. She put her bra on, slipped into a T-shirt and then made sure to close the door before she headed back downstairs to finish the bills. Every few moments she glanced at his office door. They had a good half-hour before he had to pick the kids up. What she wanted to do was go in there, open his pants and give him a hearty blowjob. She wanted it bad enough that she got to her feet and made a few steps before the phone rang.
Elly cursed silently. She picked up and next thing she knew, she was deep in conversation with her mother. Still talking when Josh emerged from his office, she shot him a dirty, daring look for which she received a laugh.
By the time Josh returned with the kids she’d finished the bills and was sitting in front of the television. Everyone scattered and Elly chuckled. Within a few moments Josh returned, sat down beside her and hooked his arm around her neck, pulling her in for a long, dizzying kiss. Unable to help herself, she melted into him, enjoying this stolen moment of passion. So simple. Just a kiss, but he poured every emotion he could into it.
Finally he pulled back, rested his forehead against hers and smiled. Thumping footsteps sounded on the stairs. Blake, he’d already gotten cleaned up and ready for bed and now Christa took her turn in the shower.
“I need to check on something,” Josh muttered and headed for his office.
Eventually they all made it back to the living room where they settled in for their favorite prime-time shows. Around nine, Josh looked over at her and nodded toward the stairs. Elly faked a yawn, stretched and stood.
“I’m exhausted. I’m heading up to bed.”
“Night, Mom,” Blake uttered.
“Good night.” Christa gave her a kiss on the cheek.
Elly grinned as she walked up to the bedroom, stepped inside and shed her clothes. She wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do for half an hour or so until the kids went to bed and then she saw it. There, next to all Josh’s toys lay the DVD he bought with a note for her watch it.
She slipped it in the player, turned the volume down and crawled up on the bed. After a crap-load of garbage, the main feature started. First the title. Dare Me. Okay, it could be interesting.
The first scene consisted of a woman walking down the street with a long coat on. She met a man, they talked briefly and he tugged her down an alley. The camera angle changed to where you could see the couple and passersby in the street. The man yanked open her coat to reveal her totally naked body. He reached down, cupped her pussy and rubbed while he sucked her nipples.
Elly squirmed on the bed. People were slowing down and watching. The guy then knelt and buried his face in her pussy. Now either he wasn’t very good or she didn’t feel anything because all she did was stand there looking down at him. At one point she turned to look at the crowd that formed on the street, waved and then pulled her coat back so everyone could get a better look.
Each couple-minute clip consisted of a couple in a public setting doing something different. Some were good, some not so much. But it did exactly what Josh wanted. It fluffed her up, got her hot and wet and ready for whatever he had planned.
By the time it ended she heard Josh coming up the stairs. She quickly turned off the TV, stretched out on the bed and waited. He strolled in, met her gaze and then did a thorough sweep of her body. Next he went to the closet and pulled out one of his ties.
Without a word, he walked over, sat down and placed the tie over her mouth and knotted it in the back. Finished, he put his finger to his lips.
Grabbing the strap he purchased off the bed, he put the strap around one of her wrists and then grabbed the dildo and went into their bathroom. Elly’s insides jittered with excitement. She still had no clue what awaited her, but she would meet his erotic, devilish plans with gusto.
Josh returned, stood at the bathroom door and eyed her with dark hunger as he disrobed. He didn’t speak, not a word, but his nostrils flared and his chest heaved. Even his abs had tightened to the point of b
eing able to bounce a coin on them. When he moved his hands to the button on his pants her heart fluttered and her system filled with dopamine. The natural high made her dizzy and antsy, so much so she squirmed on the bed.
Josh lowered his zipper, pushed his pants and boxers down his thighs slowly and when his erect cock bobbed free she audibly gasped. She’d never get tired of seeing him so turned-on and full of want for her. It made her crazy, set fire to her body and fed her female ego.
He took his time, folding his pants, laying them on the dresser and then tossing his socks and boxers in the clothes hamper. Each movement seemed deliberate and as if he struggled to keep calm. Suddenly insecurity rippled through her. What if she didn’t measure up to his private fantasy?
Josh stepped forward, took the loose end of the strap and tugged until she stood. Elly pushed back her growing performance anxiety and decided to allow him to take the lead. He grabbed her vibrator and then guided her into the bathroom.
There, on the rim of the tub, Josh had fixed the dildo. The poorly imitated and slightly exaggerated flesh-toned cock stood proud and eager to be used. What was he up to?
He tugged her toward the tub, tossed the loose end of the strap over the shower rod and lifted her free hand. In short time she found herself linked to the rod with her arms held slightly up in front of her with enough slack she could maneuver her body. Josh moved behind her, gripped her waist and lowered her down onto the tub and then moved to the sink.
“I’m trying to give you a taste of your fantasy,” he spoke quietly, picking up a small bottle of lube. He then straddled the edge of the tub and sat, his hard cock jutting out and bobbing with excitement.
With painfully slow movements he poured some lube into his palm and then wrapped his hand around the dildo and pumped. Elly sucked in a deep breath and let the chills chase through her body. He was doing this deliberately. He knew she liked the sight of him stroking his cock.
“I put the tie around your mouth to muffle any sounds.”
Wow, he’d thought of everything. She gave him a smile for her reply. His plan was coming into focus now.