Date Night

I almost got us caught. I stifled a gasp as his fingers slid up my inner thigh and caught the edge of my panties. The friction of my panties moving slightly over my pussy lips shot daggers of secret pleasure deep into my abdomen. I managed to maintain my composure and forced myself to take a sip of my wine.

The restaurant was getting busier by the minute. We snagged early reservations for a date night as we had both been so busy the last few weeks that we had barely had any time together. I wore a white blouse with my new grey skirt that had a slit up the right side that I knew my husband would love. My black and red high heels finished off the ensemble. His appreciation for my attire was evident as his eyes barely drifted from the bare skin of my legs.

Dinner felt like a long gasp of air after swimming underwater. The easy laughter and discussion reminded me of everything I love about my husband. His sharp mind and quick smile. The way his angled jaw shifts mischievously to the side when he smiles. His hand rested on my bare leg where his hand found the slit in my skirt. My stifled gasp from his hands quick movement up my thigh only encouraged his titular movements. I couldn’t help but squeeze my kegels as I felt each of his fingers running parallel lines along my inner thigh. I tried to keep my face relaxed as my lower body tightened. His forefingers flicked over my pussy lips. Slowly and then faster. My body was screaming with desire.

He slowed as a server walked by the table but then when she was just past us he pushed his fingers firmly against my clit. My body was a battlefield between the calm exterior I was trying to maintain and the waves of pleasure emanating from my clit. I wrapped my leg around his tightly in an attempt to steady myself. But this only gave him leverage for a fresh onslaught as he pulled my panties aside and plunged two fingers into my soaking pussy. The fog of pleasure covered me as he kept me at the limit of what I could take. The tables around us clueless to the raging storm within me as he pressed up against my G-spot with his forefingers and rubbed small circles over my clit with his thumb.

I barely remember the end of the dinner or the drive home. I made a polite and kind smile to the server as we paid our bill, my husband giving me a brief respite so as not to be discovered. We walked in the door from the garage and into the kitchen. I felt his hands tight and strong on my hips. He spun me towards him and embraced me in his arms as our lips met. His tongue danced on my upper lip and I gently bit his bottom lip. His hard cock pressed through his trousers against my leg. He stepped back and spun me around again and bent me over the kitchen counter. He pushed my skirt up and pulled my panties down around my ankles. I felt his tongue slide along my slit and I moaned in pleasure. “Ohhh baby… take me!! ” I almost yelled as he teased my pussy with his tongue.

I heard the jangle of his belt buckle and a few seconds later felt his hard cock push into my pussy. I was so wet that he slid in deep immediately. I moaned as I felt the pleasure of being filled. My muscles tightened around his cock as he groaned with desire. I felt his passion with every stroke, deep and long, like drinking in the sensations of my pussy around his cock. His hands grabbed my breasts as he increased in speed. He pounded me as he let go of the last scrap of control. He was lost in me. I was lost in him.

I pushed him back out of me and lifted myself onto the counter. He watched as I stripped off my blouse.. my bra.. my skirt. I sat on the countertop naked except for my high heels, his eyes lovingly and passionately enjoying my body. He moved close and slid into me again. His arms around me. My breasts pressing again his chest and my legs wrapping around him pulling him into me. Renewed by the brief interlude and the sight of my body, he moved with vigor inside me. Our bodies melding together as one.

Every part of me was lost to him as I felt my climax building deep inside me. My breath shortened and moans expressed the pure sensations of pleasure slowly spreading out over my body. I felt his body tightening up and his strokes shorten and quicken. He grabbed my legs and lifted them up so my ankles were around his head as he laid me down on my back. He pounded me faster and harder. I cried out in pleasure as his cock hit my G-spot just right with each thrust. I couldn’t hold back anymore. My face was tingling and red with the shortness of my breaths. I felt the orgasm explode within me. My legs and toes curled and hips bucked.

“OOOOHHHHHH YES!!! Yesss…. ughhhhh uhhghh… ugh .. ohhhhh yesss baby.. oh my love!!!” I felt him jerk and groan as his cum spurted deep inside me our tension and passion finally reaching its climax. He kissed my foot next to his head, still wearing my black and red high heel. “I love you,” he said breathlessly, our bodies sweaty and shaky as we came slowly down from our orgasmic high. “I love you, too.”