He worked my clit with his thumb as he curled his fingers, hitting that sweet spot. I shamelessly rode his hand, quickly falling over the edge as I came. James continued sucking and nibbling on my nipples as I came down from my orgasm. When I pulled myself upright, he tried to shift me off his lap, but I stood instead and shimmied out of my shorts.
The look of complete shock on his face when I got down on my knees in front of him was priceless and spurred me on even more. My mouth watered when I pulled down his pants and he sprang free, thick and hard and oh so ready for me. I gripped his shaft and licked him from root to tip before taking him deep into my throat. His hand went to the back of my head, and he wrapped my hair in his fist, the sting excited me—which surprised me.
James guided my head, urging me to go faster and deeper as he moaned out his pleasure. But he didn’t let me continue; he pulled me up. I glanced at him questioningly, but I didn’t need an answer. He wanted inside of me, and I couldn’t agree more.
I climbed onto his lap, positioned myself over his length, and sank down until he bottomed out inside of me. I sat there motionless for a moment while I stared into my husband’s eyes. We were both seeing another side of each other. And I think we liked what we saw.
Without a word, I started to move my hips, and he gripped my face roughly before taking my mouth with a wildness he never had before. We rocked in unison as we brought ourselves to the edge and over, our moans being muffled by our passionate kisses as we both reached the top of the orgasmic mountain and jumped off hand in hand—or, in this case, dick in pussy.
James laid back on the sofa, and I collapsed onto his shoulder, completely spent.
“That was…” He kissed my forehead softly. “Amazing.”
I giggled, keeping my face hidden from view, suddenly feeling a little shy after how I’d let myself go sexually. I’d never done that before.
“Are you okay?” His concern had me taking a deep breath.
I knew we were going to have to have a conversation about this, but I was just hoping it wouldn’t be right away. I sat up and looked James in the eyes. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be?” I wasn’t lying, everything was good.
“Don’t take this the wrong way because I’m definitely not complaining, but what was that?” The smile on his face told me it was more a compliment than anything, so I took it as such.
“I don’t know.” I shrugged, trying to play it off like it was no big deal. “Ever since I got the invite to Lisa’s party, Amy’s been messing with my head.”
“How so?” He eyed me suspiciously.
I couldn’t believe we were going to have this discussion while he was still inside of me, but I guessed we were. “Well…” I swallowed hard. “We got to talking about our sex lives, and she kind of made fun of me for how we schedule sex. Then she found out we don’t use toys, and she had a field day with that.” I was embarrassed to admit that my best friend had gotten under my skin and brought us to this place, but maybe it would be the best thing that had ever happened for our marriage.
He chuckled. “Baby, are you bored with our sex life?”
I shook my head, but he could tell there was more to it as he brushed my hair behind my ear.
“You know you can talk to me, right?”
“Yeah, well, I’m not bored, but I got to wondering if you were. Then I started thinking about how we could mix things up a bit. The kids are getting a little older, so they’re more consistent in their sleep schedules.” I shrugged and averted my eyes for just a second. “So, we don’t really need a schedule.”
The smile on his face was reassuring, so I continued. “I have a confession to make.” I covered my face; I couldn’t believe I was going to admit this. I was sure my cheeks flamed beet red and not from the orgasm I’d just had. I took a deep breath before looking up at him. I could see the fear in his eyes, so I caressed his cheek. “So, at the party, I won two items.” I dropped my head to his shoulder. “Ugh, this was so embarrassing.”
“It’s okay, baby; you can tell me anything.”
I sat up straight and just blurted it all out, about the paddling, the playtime earlier, everything.
He burst out laughing. “Is that it?”
What the hell? “Why are you amused by this?”
“I thought you were going to tell me you had cheated on me or something.” He sighed dramatically. “Holy shit, that’s such a relief.”
I smacked his chest playfully. “Why the heck would you think that? Are you nuts? I felt like using that toy was like cheating. There’s no way I’d ever step outside of our marriage. That alone left me riddled with guilt all day.”
He chuckled again. “That’s ridiculous. Masturbating is perfectly normal.” He was so nonchalant about the whole thing like this wasn’t the most awkward conversation ever.
“Well, I, for one, never do it.” I shrugged.
He eyed me suspiciously.
“Wait, do you?” My eyes must’ve looked as big as saucers.
“Of course, I do. I don’t know a guy who doesn’t. Like I said, it’s natural.”
“Wow, I had no idea.” I didn’t know whether to feel relieved that James had secrets, too, or upset that maybe our Sunday sex wasn’t enough to keep him satisfied. “I feel like I’ve opened up a can of worms by going to that sex party.” I giggled nervously, knowing it was true—one small thing had changed so much.
“So…about that paddle.” James slapped my ass playfully, and I yelped.
“Down boy, one step at a time.”
“Fair enough.” He kissed me softly. “I love you.”
“I love you, too. I’m happy we talked.”
“Me too, and I’m really glad for that sex. Damn, Riss, that was hot.”
I felt the blush creep up my neck as the thoughts of what we’d just done flashed through my mind. “That was pretty tremendous.”
“I think you’re right, though. There’s no need for a schedule anymore. This is so much more fun.” His hands gently made their way down my back and landed on my ass. “And I won’t lie, I can’t wait for you to let me bend you over and use that paddle. Spanking your ass excites the hell out of me.”
5
I’d just put Jane down for her nap when the doorbell rang. I wasn’t expecting anyone, so when I opened the door to find the UPS driver, I was happily surprised. I love receiving packages. But when I looked down at the box, I was mortified. I knew that the driver had no clue what it was—the packaging had no indication of what was inside—but the fact that I knew he was holding a whole bunch of sex toys had me holding in the schoolgirl fit of laughter.
I succeeded in taking the package with only a small snicker, but it took everything in me not to burst out laughing. I managed to thank the guy, but that was all I could muster. Since Jane was sleeping, I took the package to my room and placed it on the bed. I stared at it for a minute. It seemed much bigger than I remembered. I finally gathered the courage to open it, and now I could see why it was a bigger box. There were a few more items in there than I’d ordered, so I checked the packing slip, but it seemed to be in order.