Wow, wow, wow!
When I had the idea to message a bunch of talented ladies who post create photos on social media to suggest that they may want to prepare something for the following day, I never imagined that I would get such an amazing response. All but one got on board with embracing the magic of lingerie and all of their photos were absolutely amazing!
And, from them, it spread to others who also wanted to get involved as well. The response was beyond anything I could have dreamed of. It was actually quite humbling. So a big thank you to everyone who created something, commented, reposted, liked or contributed in any other way. It honestly left me smiling all day long!
Moving on to today, I kept my gift from hubby dearest with me just in case I should get to spend some time with him and he wanted to enjoy the fruits of his choice. I was genuinely excited at the prospect of seducing him in the naughty underwear that he had picked for me
So, when I had to patiently sit around while Jess and Emmy busied themselves with a couple of well-hung gentlemen, I really felt like I was missing out. Watching Jess gobble down a cock as if her life depended on it and hearing Emmy wail with delight as her ass got railed, made me feel pretty glum actually.
I know that ours isn't a romantic marriage, but I don want to be able to take some pride in knowing that I can at least fill the role of satisfying my Ace's desires in a similar way to which Jess and Emmy wee satisfying their partners in that moment.
And then my hubby arrived and I was over the moon. My frown turned upside down as I skipped off to get changed for him. Swapping the bikini that I had been wearing under my casual clothes for the sexy smalls that he had chosen.
Returning to my dear husband, all began well as I quickly stripped back down to my underwear for his viewing pleasure. I mean, in hindsight, it hardly seemly worth getting fully dressed against when I changed into the lingerie. But I think there is something symbolic about the act of stripping so, for that reason, it was worth it.
As I seductively posed and suggestively flirted with him, I could tell he liked what he was seeing. That was just the sort of reaction I was hoping for. Having watched two of my friends enjoy a good fucking already, I was aching for him to have his way with me. Just like he had on our wedding night.
Bending over in front of him, I suggested he might like the view even more if he were to remove my panties. He didn't hesitate to accept that invitation. As he slide them down my legs, my anticipation went through the roof. I was desperate to feel his meaty cock stretch my pussy walls as he slide it inside me.
I offered myself to him completely. He could take me in whatever way he wanted. I would do that for him as his dutiful wife. But it wasn't to be. To my astonishment and dismay, the invite was declined. Regretfully so, it should be said, but declined nevertheless. Ace would soon have to leave due to other commitments and, understandably, he didn't want to start something that he wouldn't be able to finish
Of course, for me, that was just like a red rag to a bull. Curling his fingers around my folded panties, I whispered in his ear that he should hold onto them until a time when he can properly undress me. Longing was written all of his face but he held firm, adopting a zen like state to deflect my advances.
Moments later I was handing him my bra as well, with another vow to fulfil his desires whenever his chooses to return it to me. Following that, I wiggled and jiggled, twirled and swirled and just about any other sort of sexy movement I could muster. Anything to tease him as much as possible, to make him regret turning me down.
Never did I hope to change his mind, but, my god, did I want to make him wish he could. Sure enough,, his willpower held strong. I was unable to tempt him into changing his plans to spend time getting sweaty with me instead.
As I prepared to concede and get dressed again, he did offer a glimmer of hope. For the briefest of moments, I suspected that he was about to break. I reminded him that my body was his whenever he wanted for so as we were married, but, once the marriage is annulled, his chance to fuck me will be gone.
I could see the conflict within him. He wanted me to take me right there, I know he did. Instead, he promised me that he would be bend me over and fuck me senseless the next time we got to see each other. Not quite what I had hoped for, but, my god, was it better than nothing. A smile was restored to my face knowing that I'd get what I wanted sooner or later.
In return for his promise, I endeavoured to send him off happy. Easily achieved by giving him a lick of my lollipop (no, that is not a euphemism) followed by a sexy dance for which he adopted a worm's eye view by lying prone between my legs.
Hopefully he enjoyed the view of my pussy from down there. I know I enjoyed the thought that the next time he sees my slit, he'll be putting something in it. Whether that will be his cock, fingers or tongue, I cannot say. But it sure will be one of them!
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