Healing Mr White

by J A Fielding

  “Oh yeah,” Natasha said smiling.

  “So, I have to ask,” the attendant said as Natasha handed her a credit card. “Your last name is Schmidt and you look really familiar so…is there any chance you are related to that heartthrob Mitchell Schmidt? The heir to the Nolan Schmidt empire?” she asked. Natasha smiled. No one had ever called Nolan Schmidt’s business an empire even though that was exactly what it was.

  “Well, that heartthrob Mitchell Schmidt is my husband,” she said. The attendant’s eyes lit up. It was like a young boy who had just been given a treasure map where X marked the location of the world’s best chocolate factory.

  “Oh my God, really?” she asked. Natasha nodded.

  “Yeah, really,” she said.

  “I can’t believe that I am talking to Natasha Schmidt…the Natasha Schmidt,” the attendant said excitedly. Natasha laughed.

  “Well, as much as this is exciting, I really have to go,” she said as she looked at the attendant.

  “Yeah, of course. I’m sorry but this is awesome. You look so different from the photos on US Weekly. They must be outdated because you have lost all that baby weight,” the attendant said.

  “And that is why I don’t read the tabloids anymore,” Natasha thought as she looked at her. “Thanks, I guess,” she said. “Wait, did she say baby weight? How old are the pictures the tabloids are running anyway?” she wondered as the attendant rang up the receipt.

  “Okay, cool. Just sign here,” the attendant said as she handed Natasha the receipt. Natasha signed it as her purchases got packed up. “It was nice to meet you. Come back soon,” the attendant said excitedly as she handed Natasha the bag.

  “I definitely will,” Natasha said as she walked out.

  As she drove back home, she felt a bit guilty that she had left Mitch alone. But it had only been a couple of hours and he had just taken his pills so he would definitely still be down at that time, or so she thought. She had taken the time to pass by her dad’s place and spend some time with Alexis. After that she had gone to the office and made sure everything was all fine before she went shopping. She was actually happy and proud of herself that she had managed to do all that in under two hours.

  Sure enough, when she got home, Mitchell was still asleep. This was perfect. She had all the time to get ready for everything she had planned. She walked into the house and went to the kitchen. She took some strawberries and whipped cream from the fridge and set them on the counter. She then took some milk chocolate and poured it onto a bowl. She put all these on a tray before she headed to the guest room where she took a quick shower so as not to wake up Mitchell. She changed into the green bustier and let her hair down. She put on some light makeup and then walked back to the kitchen. She then took the tray and slowly made her way to their bedroom. She could not help but feel a bit nervous as she approached the door. This would be the first time they had sex when Mitchell was physically…well, challenged, for lack of better words. She slowly cracked open the door and poked her head inside.

  “Hey there sleepy head,” she said as she stood at the doorway. Mitchell raised his head and smiled.

  “Hey, you are back already? How long have I been out?” he said as his eyelids fluttered open. “And what are you wearing?” he asked when he saw her. He slowly adjusted his weight on his elbows, getting himself in a position to get a better view of her.

  “Relax,” she said as she slowly made her way towards him. “I got this,” she added. Mitchell smiled and looked at her from head to toe. She heard him breathe a long low “wow” as he looked at her. She was the epitome of beauty, especially now that she had on that bustier. He wished he could go and take her in his arms at that very moment.

  “Baby, you know that I can’t…” Mitchell started to say before she put the tray down on the bed.

  “Your leg is injured but your penis is just fine,” she said. “I will so ride you,” she added in a soft but urgent voice. She got on the bed and straddled him. He looked up at her and smiled as wild thoughts crossed his mind. It was all he could do not to tear that sexy bustier off right there and then.

  “That would be awesome,” he said in a whisper as she lowered her head to kiss him. He held her head and kissed her softly. He loved the way her lips felt so soft and sweet on his own. She pulled away from him and reached for a strawberry. He watched her as she dipped it in some chocolate before spraying some of the whipped cream on it. It looked heavenly. She slowly licked some of the cream off before letting him take a bite. He smiled at her as he bit into the fruit. The varied tastes were like an orgasm of flavor inside his mouth but that was not what made his cock twitch. She then took the other half of the fruit in her mouth and closed her eyes as she chewed. “Damn it,” Mitchell moaned when she slowly ground her hips on his crotch.

  “I’m just getting started,” she said in a whisper as she took another strawberry and bit it first before she offered it to him. She smiled down at him as he purposely took the strawberry and her fingers in his mouth. She felt a tingle go down her spine when he gently sucked on her fingers. She pulled them out of his mouth and brought her head down to kiss his neck.

  He closed his eyes and moaned softly as she slipped a hand under his shirt and began pushing it upwards. She helped him take it off and tossed it on the floor before she lowered her head and began trailing small kisses down from his neck to his shoulder. She let her hand slowly go down his chest and then slowly caressed his abs. It was the perfect feeling, him under her, helpless and horny, just the way he wanted him. She let her hand go even lower and slowly cupped his balls, making him moan. She pulled her head up and looked down at him as he moaned every time she let her fingers brush his penis. She gently let her lips brush his as she pulled her hand away from his penis.

  She climbed off him and dipped her index finger in the chocolate. She knew he was watching, so when she put her finger in her mouth, she did it so slowly and so sensually that he wanted to scream. She looked at him as she slowly began undoing the straps on her bustier. She could tell that he was aching for her to remove it but she was not about to give him the satisfaction. “You like this?” she asked as she walked over to the dressing table.

  “I love this,” he said as he watched her putting on some music. She turned around and began swaying her body to the smooth, intoxicating tunes, turning to let him see her well rounded ass as she danced. She liked being in a position of power, making him want her from a distance. She then walked back to the bed and dipped her finger in the chocolate again before she got on top of him and ground her hips on him in rhythm with the music.

  “Oh yeah, just like that,” he moaned as he put his hands on her hips. She was not sure whether it was just the sexy outfit or the combination of the outfit and the moves she was pulling on him, but whatever it was, he was harder than a rock, pressing hard into her bottom. She took another chocolate covered strawberry and fed it to him. “I want you. I want you right now,” he whispered urgently. She smiled down at him and shook her head.

  “But honey, I am just getting started,” she said as she shifted her weight and got back on the bed. She looked at him as she slowly pulled his pants down. She carefully maneuvered his injured leg out of his pants before she slipped them off his other leg. She looked at him and smiled as she lowered her head to kiss his thighs. The skin under her lips was warm and inviting, so she just went on trailing kisses up his thigh, getting a bit too close to his scrotal sac. She heard him let out a long low moan when she let her fingers brush his rigid cock. “You like that?” she cooed as she went back to kissing his thigh.

  “Oh yeah….don’t stop,” he moaned as she started kissing the sensitive skin of his inside thigh. She wrapped her slender fingers around his cock as her lips pressed hard against his scrotal sac and worked their way to his shaft. She heard him gasp when she began kissing his shaft, slowly working her way up to his highly sensitive glans. He put his hand on her head as she began kissing the bulbous head of his cock, gently circ
ling her tongue on him.

  “Yeah, just like that,” he moaned as she took him inside his mouth. She let him go so deep inside her that he thought she would gag, but it seemed that over their years together, she had developed amazing gag reflex control. She lowered her mouth on him, letting him go deep in her throat. He moaned so loudly, she was actually glad that Alexis was not in the house. She sucked him long and hard, making him shudder. She could feel his cock pulsating inside her mouth and she knew that if she went on much longer, this would be a short ride.

  She pulled away and looked at the monster she had helped create. She then brought herself up and straddled him once again. He looked up at her and once again put his hands on her hips. “Don’t you need to get this off?” he asked as he looked up at her in the green bustier. She smiled and brought her head down to kiss him.

  “Crotchless undies,” she said in a whisper as she held his cock and guided it to her pussy. She rubbed his cock head on her wet opening until he let out a frustrated moan. She then released him, letting him slip inside her in one slick stroke. She closed her eyes and felt him filling her up, feeling her insides. It felt so good having him inside her. She opened her eyes and looked down at him as she began rocking her hips forward, working his cock in and out of her with every movement she made. Mitchell raised his hands and cupped her breasts.

  She could tell that he was getting frustrated not being able to touch her, caress her like he wanted. She unclasped the garters and then undid the side zipper on the bustier. She stopped her rocking movements and looked at him before she pulled the beautiful satin bustier away. She looked at him and smiled as he looked at her breasts that were already threatening to burst out of the restraining bra. He reached around her back and quickly unclasped her bra. She let out a gasp when he put his hand on one of her bare breasts, gently caressing her, making her nipple press hard against his palm. The sheer feeling of his hand on her made her even hotter, as she started rocking her hips on him again. She made him get deep inside her and then pulled away almost to the point of withdrawing his cock.

  She loved teasing him, lowering herself on him, almost swallowing him, taking him deep inside her, before pulling away, threatening to pop him out of her pussy. All the while, Mitchell was caressing her breasts, rubbing, squeezing and tweaking her nipples. She saw a look in his eyes that made her want to kiss him. As she slowly made her way down, he held her tightly and raised his head. She let out a loud moan when she felt his lips around her nipple. She could feel herself shivering as he sucked and nibbled on her nipples. She felt him tugging at her nipple and the sensation he was giving her was making her rocking movements almost an impossibility.

  Natasha breathed her relief when he finally pulled away from her but it was short lived because he took her other nipple inside his mouth. She moaned loudly as he gave the same treatment to this nipple as he had the other one. She was at this point moaning loudly as she tried rocking her hips. She found herself wondering how strong he possibly was, keeping his head up this long. When he released her nipple, she pulled her hips away, making his cock burst out of her pussy. He looked up at her as she squatted on his crotch.

  “What….oh my…God…baby…” he moaned as she once again lowered herself on him, taking him inside her in one stroke. He looked up at her and tried holding her but she began slamming herself on him, literally sending him into a state of confusion. The way she had positioned herself on him made her look like she was doing some kind of frog jumps and he did not mind. Having her slamming herself on him made sure that he felt every single fold of her pussy. Soon enough, she had him moaning so loud that she was forced to put her hand over his mouth. She was working herself to an orgasm and she wanted to scream. She could feel her pussy pulsating as her orgasm approached fast. Her pussy tensing up on him sent him to the point of no return. He held her tightly as they both climaxed, their passion entwined. It was a long minute before she collapsed on him panting.

  “Wow,” he breathed out slowly.

  “I know,” she said as she breathed hard.

  “If I had known that you would be this rigorous I would have hurt my leg a long time ago,” he said as he caressed her back. She raised her head and looked at him.

  “Shut the fuck up,” she said before resting her head back on his shoulder.

  “But seriously, that was the best sex ever,” he said as his cock slipped out of her pussy. “And this,” he said as he tugged at her bustier that was now gathered around her waist.

  “A little shopping really, nothing major,” she said.

  “Well, I want to go again,” he said in a whisper.

  “Sure, I’ll just wait a few minutes and then I will rock your world,” she said in a low voice.

  “No, right now,” Mitchell said. At that moment, Natasha became aware of his cock, hard and pressing onto her ass. She raised her head and looked down at him, smiling.

  “You opened a Pandora’s box, babe,” he said, smiling back at her. She raised her hips and lowered her body on him, taking him inside her once again. If there was ever a time she was glad they were not going to work tomorrow, it was at that moment because by the look of things, she would be riding him long into the night.

  Chapter 5

  Mitchell was still asleep when Natasha woke up. She looked at his peaceful face and smiled. She thought that she must have worked him out really well for him to be sleeping so late. She got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. She turned on the water and stripped off the bustier that Mitchell had left around her waist, along with the stockings, before she stepped into the shower and stood under the hot jets of water. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the warm water trickling down her back. She could not help but think of the way Mitchell would take her in the bathroom and press her body against the wall as he claimed her over and over. She longed for him to do that again but unfortunately, that was not going to happen, not for a few more weeks anyway.

  Without knowing it, she was lowering one hand to her pussy while the other one cupped her breast and began rubbing gently. She thought of the way her husband would squeeze her gently as he worked himself inside her, slowly but surely, making sure that he would have her moaning with every long stroke. She gently stroked her curls as her index finger pressed hard against her budding clitoris. She was wet, so wet that she surprised herself but in all fairness it could have been as a result of all the hot sex she had the previous night or the thought of what the four walls of her bathroom had seen. She just could not make up her mind as to what turned her on more. All she knew was that she needed Mitchell to fuck her again, or the other way round.

  She pulled her hand from her pussy and turned the water off. She walked out of the bathroom and back to the bed where Mitchell was still sleeping. She thought of waking him up but a better idea suddenly came to her. She slowly reached for the covers and gently pulled them off. She smiled when she saw that Mitchell had a semi-erection. Good, he was already halfway there. She brought her head down and took his cock in her mouth. She sucked slowly, letting her tongue circling his bulbous head inside her mouth. Needless to say, Mitchell was up, in more ways than one.

  “What the…oh my God…” he moaned when he saw her head bobbing on his cock. This was definitely the best way to wake up. He looked at her and smiled. She was sucking him like this was the very last time she was ever going to. This was all too much for him. He began moaning softly, almost in tune with her strokes. He raised his head to look at her and that was when he noticed her wet body. “Were you showering just now?” he asked. Natasha pulled him out of her mouth and raised her head.

  “No, talking,” she said before she went back to the great oral treatment she was giving him. Mitchell struggled hard to keep himself in check, to keep himself from exploding. All he could do was just moan and put his hand on her head. She was working him a bit too well. She knew just what to lick, just how hard to suck. She was just perfect. Everything about her.

  “Baby…slow
down,” Mitchell moaned softly. Natasha wanted to pull away from him but she did to want to give him the satisfaction. She went back to sucking him harder and harder as she went on. Soon enough, she had him moaning and groaning almost as loudly as he had the previous night. She let her hand cup his scrotal sac and gently squeezed his balls as she worked her mouth on his cock until it came to a point when even she knew that he was well over his threshold. She pulled away from him, looked at his hard cock and smiled.

  “Come up here, baby,” she heard Mitchell say. She slowly brought herself up and kissed him as she climbed on top of him. She pulled away and looked into his eyes. She could see that his pupils were dilated, probably as a result of his arousal. “Please Tasha…just fuck me,” he said in a whisper. She smiled as she started lowering herself, impaling herself on his big cock. He breathed out loudly and put his hands on her hips. As soon as he did, she placed her own hands on his and pulled them off as she began raising and lowering herself onto his waiting cock. He looked up at her and smiled. She was loving this whole being in charge thing and he was not complaining. He watched her forehead that had formed some vertical lines, showing her arousal as she went on. He loved looking at her face all grimaced, all because of him. He loved this woman; he could not imagine a life without her and now that she was working herself, and him, to a point where they both wanted to cry out only made him feel so much more in love with her. He tried to gently move his hips upwards to meet her downward strokes and it was great. She was moaning loudly and increasing her pace. She was fucking him with harder, more urgent strokes and he was loving the way her tits bounced up and down in motion with her movements. She released his hands and raised her arms up before running her fingers through her wet hair. He had to admit, she looked just perfect, like a hot porn star that was every man’s dream. Her skin was still damp from the shower and the way the sunlight hit her made it glow. He held her tightly as she suddenly upped her speed, smacking herself against him harder and harder each time she brought herself down. “Yeah, baby. That’s it…that’s just it,” he moaned as he felt her slamming against him harder and more persistently until they both climaxed in unison. It was heavenly, the way their passion entwined together and brought them to a sheer state of ecstasy.