Taking care of my man

I knew that Scott was frustrated.  I’ve never been much of a morning person and when he started groping me before the alarm even went off, I had been annoyed.  I didn’t say anything but I hadn’t exactly been warm to his advances.  When the alarm sounded, Scott reached behind him to hit snooze and I took that moment to escape from the bed.

He didn’t say anything, he never does, but he was hurt and now I felt bad.  He hadn’t done anything wrong after all.  It’s just one of those things, I prefer intimacy at night and he prefers it morning, noon and night.   I remembered my promise to him during our engagement.  I had committed to be sexually available to him at all times for the rest of his life.  It seemed like an easy promise at the time, as a married woman I now understand that it takes a real effort.

Scott made his way to our ensuite bathroom and closed the door.  I knew what that meant, he was going to masturbate and wanted some privacy.  I couldn’t blame him in one sense but in another way I was still annoyed.  The thought of him jacking off on the other side of the door seemed insulting.  Couldn’t he just wait for another time for me to take care of him.  No way was I going to let him, I decided, so into the bathroom I went to get something from the closet leaving the door open on my way out.  A moment later I went in again, to fetch some other imaginary thing and soon I had gone in four or five times.  Each time I entered my heart softened a little more as I observed Scott washing himself through the shower glass.  He had tried to satisfy his need with me and now I was ruining his opportunity to relieve himself.  Acting innocent I went in again and slid open the shower door a little bit, “Scott, honey, can you tell me if this outfit looks ok?”  “It’s fine,” he mumbled barely looking at me.  “Do you need a hand reaching your back, I know your shoulder is sore,” I inquired.  This was enough to get his attention and I instructed him to wait for me.  Closing the door, I slowly peeled off my clothes.  I could feel Scott’s eyes burning into me but pretended I had no idea he was watching.  As I slowly slid my bra off I realized that I had become aroused.  My nipples were pointing straight out and I couldn’t help but brush my arm against them as I slid off my panties, wiggling my bum as they fell.  My boobs jiggled with each movement and his eyes were fixed on them.  Scott was stroking his soaped up dick now but something had changed.  What had annoyed me earlier was now a compliment as I gave him a bit of a show.  I teased him as I slowly picked up my clothes and folded them individually.  By the time I was reaching for my last items to fold he was getting quite a view of my butt sticking out towards him with my legs spread.

I stepped into the the warm shower with Scott and greeted him with a kiss.  Scott’s hands were all over me as I lathered up my hands to wash him up.  I was really starting to get into it as I washed his broad shoulders and worked my way down his back to his firm butt.  I ran my soapy fingers around his back door and cleaned the sides of his hips before he spun around, pressing himself into me.  Now he was washing me, kissing me, feeling me, rubbing me, oh man he had my motor running now.  His head went to my breast and he nibbled on me as his fingers probed my garden.  My hands held his head firmly in place by my chest where he sucked on my nipples.  He had two fingers moving in and out of me while he simultaneously rubbed my clit.  My knees buckled when my orgasm hit and I put my hands to the shower wall for support.  His head reached up to mine and we kissed again my legs still weak from the experience.

It was his turn now and I kissed my way down his body until I arrived at my destination.  Taking his purple head in my mouth, I used my free hand to fondle his testicles but that was not what he wanted.  He took command and pulled me to my feet bending me over in front of him.  His strong hands held my hips in place and I bent over to give him access from behind.  My legs were spread as wide as I could manage and he pushed his hardness into me.  This was not a moment of slow, tender love, it was a time of urgent need.  His hips were thrusting hard, slamming into my buttocks as he sought his release.  I had to brace myself to avoid slipping as his manliness thrust in and out, harder and harder each time.  I wanted to reach between my legs and stimulate myself to a second climax but I would have fallen so I just savoured the feeling of his raw passion.  I knew he wouldn’t last long but he didn’t need to as that familiar feeling rose within me again.  His scrotum was swinging just high enough to touch my clitoris on each hard thrust.  The angle of his penis was hitting just the right spot inside me and I was so close.  His grip on my hips tightened and I knew he wouldn’t last much longer.  Moments later he groaned as he ejaculated deep within me but I was already lost in an orgasm of my own.  I could feel his semen filling me as waves of pleasure overcame my entire body.  I don’t know how I managed to avoid falling but by the time I came down to earth my legs had turned to jelly.  I was completely spent but also completely satisfied, more importantly Scott was satisfied  and I had met his most intimate need.  Soon I was back in Scott’s arms feeling the warm water spray over both of us as we enjoyed the afterglow together.  We continued to wash and dry each other off as his seed dripped from me.

Looking at the clock we realized we running behind schedule and our sexy time ended as he scurried to get away to work.  He gave me a lingering kiss before he left and I whispered my love in his ear.  I was already looking forward to him returning home.

 

 

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  1. TPC says:

    Fantastic story. Very sexy. Love it when my wife realizes my passion and need and decides to have some fun in taking care of her man. (Side Note for Marriage Heat Readers – Focus on the Family had a good episode this week on sex and being a “hot mama”)

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