by Ruby Storm
Payton inserted the vibrator and slid it all the way up her pussy, thrilled with the new experience of the pulses that stroked the inside of her vagina. She tipped it slightly to throb against her clitoris. Her head fell back with the wonderful sensation that coursed through her.
She nearly forgot Andy watching her as she began to pump against the vibrator, wrapped in the hot feelings that mounted as she fucked herself. She arched her hips and knew it wouldn’t be long before she was rewarded with an orgasm.
She was right. She gasped as her muscles clenched around the thick length inside her, and she rocked until the hot flames subsided.
Her knees fell open as the last shiver raked her insides. Payton left the vibrator inside her as she massaged her breasts, then opened her eyes to spy Andy with fists clenched at his sides. Pre-ejaculate dripped from the tip of his penis.
“That was incredible. I want to fuck you, Payton.”
Chapter 22: The Gift
She withdrew the vibrator, flicked the OFF switch and tossed it to the floor. Andy made a move in her direction. She quickly held up her palm. “No. Stay there. The rules were stated. You can’t touch me unless I say it’s okay.”
“Come on, I don’t know if I can do it. I want to be inside you.” His erection throbbed with the thought.
“Well, you’ll just have to wait.” Payton was warmed to the idea of driving him out of his mind. She knew what the reward would be when she finally let him have her. Besides, she’d made the decision to allow Andy to do something to her that she’d always stopped before. He would see that waiting had been worth it.
She crawled close enough to him to feel the heat of his skin and kissed one of his nipples. Andy flinched and sucked in his breath.
“I love your body.” She ran a hand down the bulging muscles of his arm and back up to caress his shoulder. “I know what it feels like to have you hold me in your strong arms. I know what it feels like to be kissed by you. You make me burn inside.”
She pressed her lips to his cheek and quickly backed away when he turned his mouth to capture hers. His low growl met her ears, but she had to give him credit. He kept his hands to his sides.
Cupping her breasts, Payton rubbed the erect nipples against his broad chest as she had done earlier in the shower. Andy was breathing harder.
“Do you like that?” she asked while staring into his pained expression.
His eyes narrowed again. “I’m going to say to hell with your rules pretty soon.”
“But that would take the fun out of it.”
“I’m going to make you pay for this.”
“That’s what I’m counting on—but only when I say you can.” She grabbed his erection, slid her hand down to the base and back up again; and then crawled away.
“Payton—” he growled out between raspy breaths. “How fucking long—”
“I’m thinking about letting you touch me with one finger.”
He dropped his hands to the mattress and eagerly leaned forward.
“Not yet though.”
“You’re a rotten tease.”
“But you love me for it, don’t you.”
He finally smiled. “You know I do. You make me hot to be inside of you. You turn me on like no other woman I’ve ever met.”
The words melted her heart. She knew he spoke them from the depths of his soul, even though they were in the middle of her sex game. “I love you, too, Andy. I love you so much that I would trust you with anything.” She wanted to kiss him, but knew it would be the end of the fantasy she had already played out in her quick mind.
Payton placed a hand on his shoulder. “Back up a little and give me some more room. I want to show you something.”
Andy obeyed like a trained puppy.
Payton rolled to her hands and turned her ass in his direction to give him a complete view of her backside and her wet pussy. She arched slightly and looked over her shoulder again.
“You said you liked my ass.”
“I more than like it.”
“Maybe I’ll let you touch it.”
“Come on, Payton.”
She reached for the tube of lubricating jelly and flipped it across the mattress in his direction. Sudden, surprised understanding of what she planned blazed in his eyes.
Payton swayed her backside back and forth before him. “I want you to lubricate only one finger. That’s all you can use right now. If you’re gentle, I might let you fuck me in the ass.”
Another look of surprise widened his eyes as he rushed to pop the cover open. Andy spread the lubricant on one finger, and then used his other hand to make sure the digit was completely covered with the thick gel. He looked up expectantly, his eyes dark with desire.
Payton almost gave up the game. “Be gentle with me. Use only one finger at first. Make me ready for you, Andy. I can’t wait to feel you inside me, but I want to take it slow.”
Andy crawled between her spread knees and stared at her ass when she dropped her chest to the mattress and settled her head on a pillow. “I can’t believe you’re going to let me do this. I’ve wanted to for so long, but you always said no. I just gave up the notion completely.”
She remained quiet, but he saw the smile on her lips against the pillow.
Andy squirted one more lump of lubricant on the end of his finger and reached out to rub it against her anus. Until now, this sort of sex was definitely off limits. But that was the other Payton. The one bent before him offered herself completely—and with total acceptance that he wouldn’t hurt her.
Her anus was soft against his finger. Andy rubbed the gel around the edge of her rectum, and then slowly slipped the tip of his finger into her ass. Payton gasped into the pillow, but urged him on with slight movements against his hand.
He worked his finger further inside, amazed that nothing had ever made him this hot before. Her tight ass squeezed around his finger. His erection ached. Andy continued to slide the digit in and out, careful to follow the line of her rectum and not hurt her.
“How does that feel?” he whispered.
“Oh, God, Andy, like nothing I’ve ever experienced.”
“I can’t wait to stick my cock in you.”
Her blonde head rolled on the pillow. Why hadn’t she ever let him do this before? “Use two fingers now. Make sure I’m stretched.”
He withdrew his hand and added lube to another finger. For good measure, he even squirted extra in her ass crack. As an afterthought, Andy filled his palm with lubricant and stroked his cock until it was covered. He was going to be damn good and ready when she finally let him enter her. There would be no waiting while he prepared himself.
A moment later, he was pumping in her again with one finger, and then slowly slipped another into her rectum. Payton reacted with a gasp and followed his motions with her hips. The finger fucking continued for another two minutes until she cried out.
“Andy, stick your cock in me! I’m ready for you. Don’t make me wait any longer.”
He grasped her hip in one hand and guided the tip of his dripping penis to her anus. Positioning his knees for better balance, Andy worked his cock inside her, slid as far as he could go, and then held her tightly against him with eyes squeezed tight.
“Don’t move, Payton, or it’ll be over if you do. God, you’re tight.”
She lay motionless before him, waiting for him to take the lead, afraid to tell him how she loved his cock in her this way because he might come before she wanted him to. She curled her fingers into the pillow and waited.
The telltale inhale and exhale of deep breaths as Andy fought an orgasm revealed his struggle. A full thirty seconds passed before she felt the pressure of his hands tighten at her waist. He began to stroke slowly.
She waited for his momentum to increase, then met each one. The strokes became faster and harder. Soon, her ass slapped against his upper thighs as the heat built again. Andy grunted each time he pounded into her, and she slid the length of his penis time after time.
“Andy! I’m almost there!”
And then it appeared. Flaming, intense sparks of heat burst inside her anus, raced through her clitoris, and burned a path from her belly to her breasts. Payton screamed out her husband’s name with the intensity of the orgasm. It ripped through her body as Andy slammed her against him and impaled her on his pulsating cock.
He came in waves that caused his stomach muscles to clench, his heart to race, and his grunts to turn to strangled groans.
“Payton—” he ground out, “fuck…fuck—that was wild!” He withdrew from her ass and collapsed next to her on the bed. Both were slick with sweat and neither could say another word until they were able to catch their breaths.
No words were needed, however. Andy dragged her body close, slanted his mouth across hers, and drank in the sweetness of the inside of her mouth. Payton’s tongue danced with his. The exploration of each other’s mouth was as erotic as the sex they’d had over the last two days.
He couldn’t get enough of her. The love that he’d always had for Payton multiplied with each hot kiss she returned. Eager hands left a path of fire as they traveled over her velvety skin, and Andy would be forever grateful he’d decided to do something to rekindle the sexual experiences of an earlier time in their marriage. He communicated that with his actions and murmurs of whispered love in her ear.
He wouldn’t question what was responsible for the many reasons he loved Payton or how he had ever discovered someone like her in the first place. Just holding his sexy wife in his arms and knowing the pleasure she experienced was simply because of what he did to her body was enough.
Andy and Payton were ready to return home.
Chapter 23: Passion Ever After
Four months had passed since the two spent the wonderful weekend in Detroit. Both worked hard to find the private time to be together, but it became more and more difficult as each month passed. The kids constantly needed to be driven to various school functions, Payton received a promotion that seemed to occupy her every waking minute, and just life in general kept them on the run.
She was leaving work one Friday night, toting a briefcase full of files that she would need to go through before Monday. It was the last thing she wanted to do.
As she slid behind the wheel of her Blazer, Payton grasped the wheel and rested her forehead against the hard plastic warmed by the sun. Thoughts of Sex & Love, Inc. raced in her brain.
“God, I want to go back there,” she whined quietly to herself. “No responsibilities, no kids…” Her head snapped up. A dawning smile creased her face. “Why in hell didn’t I think of this sooner?”
She ripped open her purse, dug around until she found her cell phone, and quickly dialed Andy’s mother.
“Hello?”
“Hi, Mary, this is Payton.”
“Why, hello Payton. I didn’t expect to hear from you so soon.”
Payton’s brow furrowed with a frown. What was her mother-in-law talking about?
“Mary, I hate to bother you with this, but do you think you—”
“Excuse me one minute, dear. George? Could you please check on Sara? She was standing next to me a minute ago and disappeared into the kitchen. Tell the boys it’s time for dinner. Okay, Payton, sorry about the interruption. What did you need?”
Payton’s brain swirled. She had just about been ready to ask Andy’s mother to take the kids for the weekend. They were already at her house. Andy must be visiting. “Is Andy there? Could I talk to him?”
“Oh, no, dear. He’s left already. Said you two needed to get on the road. I hope you have a nice weekend planned. He said you’ve been working real hard lately.”
An even wider smile split her face. Payton looked heavenward and mouthed a ‘thank you’. Apparently, Andy was one step ahead of her again. “All right, then. Well, thanks Mary for taking the kids. I guess I better get going.”
“No problem, dear. You have a good time. I’ll see you Sunday night.”
Payton clicked the OFF button, dropped her phone on the seat, and peeled out of the parking lot.
* * * * *
“Payton…”
She rushed through the kitchen door. Andy sat on a stool by the snack bar. She raced across the floor and into his waiting arms. Andy lowered his lips and captured her mouth. The heat of his kiss built as he pulled her between his legs. His mouth slanted across hers and Payton responded with enthusiasm when his arms tightened around her tiny waist.
Andy ran his hands down the slim length of her back, cupped her ass and pulled her tighter against his growing erection.
Payton couldn’t help but grind her mound against it. The memories of an entire weekend alone with him filled her senses.
“Jesus Christ, Payt,” he murmured between hot kisses, and then brought a hand to her breast, “what if one of the kids come in.”
“Don’t pull that shit with me,” she smiled against his warm lips. “I called your mother to see if she would take the kids over the weekend. Imagine my surprise when I discovered they were already there. Thank you, thank you, and thank you! I’ve been dreaming about this. God, I love you, and I love how we think alike.” She leaned back and played with the front of his shirt. “Are we really going somewhere?”
“Nah, that was a little fib. I had thought about making reservations in Detroit, but didn’t want to spend eight hours of my weekend behind the wheel of a car. I’d rather spend it fucking the hell out of you.” He flashed her a sexy grin. “It’s been too long since we’ve had two days alone.”
“Then take me, Andy.”
He rose from the stool and grabbed her elbow, intent on getting her through the kitchen door and up the stairs as quickly as possible.
She grabbed his arm, however, to halt his flight and molded herself against his body once more, then wiggled a hand between them. A second later, she stroked the outline of his erection through his slacks.
“Here, Andy, do it to me here. I can’t wait until we get upstairs.” She pulled at his belt to loosen the offending strip of leather between her and the penis she wanted to free.
“Christ, Payton, I’m goddamned glad I decided to dump the kids on my mom.”
Payton’s fingers worked furiously to free his cock. She finally had his zipper down and slid her hand into the slit of his boxer shorts. A second later, she held his hot length in her hand.
Andy growled his excitement and yanked her skirt up to her hips. Payton let go of his erection and grasped his shoulders for balance when he dragged her panties down her long legs. She was infinitely thankful she wasn’t wearing pantyhose. Her leather sandals skidded across the kitchen floor when she kicked them off.
His large hands encompassed her waist and, a second later, she was perched on the edge of the breakfast nook table. Andy’s finger immediately plunged into her pussy as he used his other hand to yank his pants and boxers around his hips.
“Christ, you’re wet. Fuck…I don’t know how long I can wait,” he murmured as his hot lips seared a path across her collarbone. He inserted two fingers and pumped his hand wildly against her. His thumb ground against her clitoris.
Her flailing hand found his erection and she guided it between her spread legs. “Fuck me, Andy,” she gasped. “Make me come!”
He needed no other encouragement. Andy grabbed a chair cushion and shoved it behind her on the table. He pushed her back and buried himself inside her a second later.
Payton gasped and met his thrusts, feeling the hot fire of desire spread through her belly. “Yes, Andy! Fuck me hard!” She clung to his shoulders and rocked against him.
He growled against her lips between strokes. “I can’t wait for you, Payton!”
“Andy! I’m…”
Her pussy clenched around his shaft. Payton gasped as her head fell back. Andy plunged inside her, then joined her as wave after wave of cum let loose. His strokes slowed, but he continued to move inside her slowly. Muscular arms wrapped around her shoulders, and she was forced upwar
ds to meet his lips.
Andy drank in the taste of his wife’s lips, happier than he had ever been. Payton met his kisses, darting her tongue inside his mouth to search out the warmth she knew she’d find.
Heartbeats slowed until the kisses became soft and playful. Andy leaned back and stared at Payton’s heavy-lidded gaze. She smiled her beautiful smile. It was only for him. He helped her to straighten further, assured that she was balanced safely on the edge of the table, and surrounded her bare hips with his hands.
His head shook slowly. “That’s only a prelude to what’s going to take place this weekend. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
Her smile stretched across her face. “I wouldn’t have noticed if it did. Andy, I’m sorry it took so long to get home. I thought about this at every damned red stoplight, and then nearly ran over an old lady crossing the street!”
He burst out laughing as he pictured her driving like a maniac just to get home to have sex with him. Pulling her spread body back towards him, he nestled his wife intimately against him. “This morning, I made a decision. I wanted you all to myself. I’ve been at enough Little League games to make me gag. All I thought about today was getting you into bed with no interfering phone calls or kids whining. This was better than I planned, though. We never even made it to the bedroom.” He chuckled and kissed her again.
“Are the kids really gone for the entire weekend?”
“Yup.”
She wrapped her slender arms around his neck and was rewarded when he lifted her into his arms. Payton glanced up expectantly. “Sweeping me up to the boudoir?”
“Take a look around. You won’t see these four walls until Sunday.”
He adjusted her body in his grip and carried her through the doorway to the staircase across the living room. Before she knew it, they were in the master suite, where he unceremoniously dumped her on the bed with a chuckle.
Payton laughed out loud when he bounced down next to her, and then sighed deeply when he ran a hand up the inside of her thigh.
