Amber smiled as she opened her legs; her knees went wide, and with her heels resting on the stall’s foot rest her entire pubic area was exposed to Seth’s lingering gaze.
‘You’re wet,’ Seth said with a grin on his face.
‘I am; I was looking at the pictures in the offices; I’ve been horny ever since.’
‘Is that right?’ Seth asked playfully and he stood directly in front of her. His hands settled on her stockinged thighs and he slowly caressed her legs, he let his hands wander along her inner thighs and Amber put her elbows up on the breakfast island at her back and she leaned backwards; the movement pushed her chest upwards and she cupped her large, firm breasts in her hands and smiled at Seth.
‘What’s in the bags and the box?’ Amber asked as she flicked her nipples with her fingers causing her nipples to grow hard.
‘Later,’ Seth replied and he got to his knees and pulled Amber’s groin to the very edge of the stall.
‘I was hoping you’d say that,’ Amber said as she closed her eyes and felt Seth’s mouth on the flesh of her inner left thigh.
‘Happy birthday,’ Seth said as he pulled her wetness towards his face and his open mouth.
‘Uh-hmmm,’ Amber muttered as she felt Seth’s tongue flicker across her clitoris, she could feel his tongue sliding up and down her wet cunt lips and then he pulled her against his mouth and she cried out as his tongue began to probe her slit.
Amber began to lightly twist her hardened nipples as she felt two of Seth’s fingers slide inside her. He began to finger her, slowly at first but building with speed and depth until she was moaning out her pleasure and she felt his lips close on her swollen clitoris, the tip of his tongue darting up and down the end of her swollen bud.
‘Fuck yes!’ Amber cried as Seth’s fingers and mouth worked their magic on her bringing her to a heavy orgasm; she could sense her juices running in to his mouth and she squeezed her nipples hard as the orgasm built in intensity until she was swept away and she bucked her pubis against his mouth and fingers, her ass lifting from the stall’s seat with each shudder of her climax.
Amber opened her eyes as Seth stood up, she could see his chin was slick with her juices and Amber pulled his face to hers and she ran her tongue up his chin; she could taste the saltiness of her juices and she kissed her husband.
Seth opened his mouth and their tongues sought the other’s out and Amber locked him in a passionate kiss; she mashed her lips against his and she bit his bottom lip hard as she felt Seth push a third finger inside her wet cunt; he pushed them deep up inside her, all the way to the knuckles and he began to fuck her hard once more with his fingers.
Seth broke the kiss and with his free hand he cupped her right breast, pushing the large mound upwards and he told Amber to suck her nipple and she grinned at him and lowered her face to her breast and she sucked the hardened nipple between her lips.
‘Harder,’ he told her as she began to suck on the nipple and she obeyed him as he fingered her harder and harder, and Amber was moaning through the mouthful of flesh.
‘Harder,’ he demanded and Amber looked him in the eyes as she lifted her face, pulling on the nipple as hard as she could bear and he smiled at her as he pushed a fourth and final finger inside her tight wetness; his fingers were pressed together forming a conical sphere-like shape, the fingertips touching together and he fingered her harder still as she groaned in to the nipple stretched between her teeth and then she released the nipple and exclaimed loudly that she was coming again, ‘I’m fucking coming, I’m coming, don’t fucking stop!’ Amber screamed as Seth’s four fingers stretched her cunt and she shuddered as the second orgasm slammed through her.
Amber collapsed back against the breakfast island; she was panting heavily, her body coated in a thin film of sweat and she continued to twitch against his now stilled fingers.
‘Fuck,’ Amber sighed as he slipped the four fingers from her cunt. ‘I thought you were gonna try and fist me there for a second,’ Amber said and she laughed.
‘Now that’s a thought,’ Seth said, and he saw the spark flash in Amber’s eyes and he smiled at her, ‘Amber, relax, we’re done for now.’
Amber closed her legs and stood up on shaky legs. ‘Good: because I need the loo.’
‘You know where it is,’ Seth replied and gave her a brief kiss.
‘What’s in the bags?’ Amber tried again; she stroked his hard cock through the material of his jeans, trying to incentivise him.
Seth slapped her naked ass playfully.
‘Later.’
Amber sighed and pouted at her husband before walking out of the kitchen.
The phone began to trill and Seth told her he’d get it.
‘Okay,’ Amber said as she disappeared through the archway, he could hear her heels on the spiral staircase.
Seth picked up the phone, ‘Seth Noonan.’
‘Hi Mister Noonan, it’s Tony, we should be pulling up in about twenty minutes,’ came the reply down the line.
‘Great, I really appreciate this, call again when you’re at the gates and I’ll come out.’
‘Okay.’
‘How are the driving conditions?’
Tony laughed, ‘I think we’ll be okay, but in another couple of hours I think the roads are going to be a nightmare.’
‘See you soon.’
Seth hung up the phone and headed for the bedroom, this would only work if Amber was out of the way.
*****
Amber finished up in the toilet and came back out in to the master bedroom, Seth was standing right there; in one hand he held a pair of handcuffs and in the other he held a metre long strip of black silk.
Amber cocked her head to one side and swept her red hair over her shoulders.
‘What?’ she asked.
‘Come here,’ Seth said and Amber nodded her head; she didn’t question what her husband had in mind; for the last six months she had been his slave; a result of her gift to him on his birthday.
Amber stopped in front of Seth. He took her by her left hand and led her across the large bedroom; she was surprised when he bypassed the large king-size bed that they shared and led her out of the room and along the hallway to a set of stairs that led up to the large converted loft.
‘You first,’ he told her. ‘And shake your ass as you head up.’
Amber laughed, ‘Yes sir,’ she said, she did as he had instructed, on each stair going up she made sure to wiggle her hips.
Once in the attic Seth walked her to the wall at the rear of the property; here was where they kept a third music system, a computer with internet access housed on an old desk and a couple of comfy lounge chairs.
He told her to pick a chair and Amber sat in the one facing the music system; she sat down and looked up at Seth. He crouched in front of her and snapped one clasp of the handcuff around her left ankle; the other metal hoop he secured to a cross-strut on the desk; he had picked the desk for the simple reason that it weighed a tonne and she wouldn’t be able to get free or to pull the desk towards one of the many windows should her curiosity get the better of her.
Amber wasn’t concerned by being held captive, she trusted Seth like she trusted no one else on this earth but she was intrigued by what he was up to.
‘You warm enough?’ Seth asked.
Amber nodded her head; the house had a state of the art heating system, and even up here in the attic and with it snowing a blizzard outside she was warm and comfortable.
‘What are you up to?’
‘I have things to do that you’re not allowed to see or hear,’ Seth replied and with that he covered her eyes with the strip of black silk and secured it at the back of her head.
Amber laughed, ‘Seth, what’s this all about?’
‘Shhh,’ he told her and he kissed the side of her neck.
‘I’m going to put the stereo on and then leave you up here for about an hour, I instruct you not to remove the blindfold and not to move, do you understand?�
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Amber chuckled. ‘Yes, I understand.’
‘I have your word?’
‘Yes,’ Amber replied.
Seth went to the stereo and found Atticus Ross’ soundtrack to the Denzel Washington film “The Book Of Eli”, it was one of their favourites and Amber loved the album as much as he did. Seth inserted the disc and hit play; he turned the volume up until he felt it was loud enough to obscure any of the noises that he might make downstairs. He crossed to Amber and kissed her on the mouth.
‘Trust me,’ he told her and she held his face and kissed him back.
‘Always,’ she replied.
‘I’ll be back birthday girl,’ he kissed her once more and then left her sitting in the comfy chair listening to the perfection coming from the four speakers mounted on brackets secured to the wooden roof beams.
*****
Seth was pouring a coffee when the phone rang again and he went outside to meet Tony and the large van that the man drove. The gates opened and through the increasingly heavy downfall of snow he watched as Tony expertly reversed the van back up the driveway; the ground was amazingly already covered in about five inches of snow and Seth watched with a brief flash of fear as the rear wheels spun uselessly in the snow before the tyres found purchase and Seth waved the large van back until the van’s rear sliding door was only a few feet from the steps that led up to the front door.
Tony turned the ignition off and both doors opened; Tony jumped down from the driver’s side and closed his door, another man climbed down from the passenger side and slammed his door closed.
Seth shook the delivery men’s hands when they got to him and he invited them in for a coffee before they got started.
Once in the kitchen Tony introduced the other man, ‘Henry; he’s my nephew, helps out in the shop when I need him.’
‘Pleased to meet you, thanks for doing this, especially on a day like this.’
‘No problem,’ Henry said and Seth could hear the deep Devonshire accent in the squat man’s voice.
‘Do you have everything you need with you?’ Seth asked Tony as he handed out mugs of steaming hot coffee.
Tony sipped the hot beverage and nodded his head, ‘I have, once we’ve got her sited, it’ll take me about thirty minutes to tune it and then you’re good to go, I’d recommend having me back in about a month just to make sure your wife is happy with sound and pitch, other than that there should be no problems.’
‘Great.’
He showed the men in to the main living area and the space that he had cleared the previous evening; he’d told Amber that he was thinking of getting another bookcase so that she wouldn’t be suspicious.
‘You have a lovely home Mister Noonan,’ Henry said.
‘Thanks, but call me Seth.’
‘Those doors open fully?’ Tony asked pointing at the large patio doors that led directly out alongside the front of the house.
‘They do.’
‘Excellent; then we’ll come in that way.’
‘Anything I can do to help?’ Seth asked.
Tony slapped his hand down on Seth’s shoulder in good natured spirit, he was grinning as he shook his head in the negative. ‘No offense Seth but I learnt a long time ago that people only get in the way, I’ve done enough of these to know what I’m doing, you just open the doors and relax.’
‘Okay,’ Seth replied.
‘Well let’s get to it,’ Tony said and handed his now empty mug to Seth. Henry finished his and gave his mug up to Seth as well. ‘I’ll tap on the door when I need you to open the doors, no point in letting in all the cold air for nothing.’
‘Whenever you’re ready.’
*****
Amber sat listening to the music washing over and around her; she loved this album, its emotional power taking her away from the attic and she let her thoughts run. She thought about Seth and what he could possibly be up to that required squirreling her away in the high loft, he couldn’t be planning anything too surprising as he had already taken her away at Christmas for a week in the Seychelles, and the week before he had sprung a surprise party on her to celebrate her thirtieth; it had been a good party, and he had invited their friends as well as most of her colleagues from the veterinary practice where she had worked up until six months ago; Seth had even got some of the people from the animal charity that she volunteered at to turn up and it had been a great evening, so whatever he had planned downstairs she wasn’t going to get too excited, he was probably preparing a birthday or meal or something equally as romantic.
She thought she heard muffled voices drifting up from downstairs but she couldn’t be sure as the music was loud and as she continued sitting there she thought she heard a couple of loud thumps but her thoughts were on other things. Amber thought about their life together and how it had changed over the last six months since his birthday when she had given Seth the cheque-book that had given him total power over her; it had been a rollercoaster of sexual highs and new experiences and she had to admit that she was thoroughly loving it; she liked the idea of being Seth’s submissive and she had started to read various books and internet blogs on the very subject and although she was moving in the right direction she knew she was a million miles away from most other submissives but she was willing to learn and to experiment with Seth, at the end of the day it came down to trust and without a shadow of doubt she trusted Seth like no other, she knew instinctively that he would never push her in to areas that she would be uncomfortable in. When they had agreed to try out their new roles in their relationship they had both wholeheartedly stated that they didn’t want to fuck anyone other than each other but that anything else would be worth discussing and if they were comfortable with it then the sky was the limit.
Amber had given a hand-job to two random strangers when Seth and her and gone dogging in the past, and as she thought about one of those incidences she felt herself growing aroused and she opened her legs and slipped a hand between her thighs. Her fingers found her sweet spot and she began to work herself towards an orgasm.
Amber thought about Naomi and Mike, a couple that they had met on one of their dogging trips and the four of them had gotten in to a sexual situation during their first encounter, they had met up again a couple of months ago when Seth and Amber had had to go to Plymouth and Amber recalled vividly that encounter and how turned on she had been watching Seth fingering Naomi as Mike fingered Amber; they hadn’t seen the other couple since and she’d have to give them a call soon; they both felt very comfortable with Naomi and Mike and Amber wanted to see where their relationship would take them.
Amber cried out as her orgasm finally arrived and she squeezed her thighs together, crushing her hand against her sex and she yelped in surprise when she felt hands cup her breasts and then she moaned out as she felt Seth’s mouth close over her hardened left nipple; even blindfolded she knew her husband’s touch and she opened her legs once more and she reached down and felt his jeans and she tugged at the buttons and within moments she had Seth’s large hard cock in her hand and she pushed her body down in the seat until her hips were on the edge of the chair and she guided his cock inside her soaking wet cunt.
‘Fuck me baby,’ she whispered and she felt Seth thrust himself deep inside her; she felt his hands grip her slick buttocks and he pulled her groin towards him as he began to fuck her hard and fast; he came inside her quickly and she clamped her vaginal muscles on his engorged cock milking every drop of semen from him.
*****
Ten minutes later and they were back down in their bedroom; Seth was sat at the end of the bed as he waited for Amber to come out of the en-suite bathroom, he heard the toilet flush and thirty seconds later a fully naked Amber stepped barefoot in to the bedroom. Amber smiled at him as she passed him and stood in front of the patio doors looking out at the snow filled landscape; the snow was still falling fast and hard and outside everything was blanketed in six inches of pure whiteness. Seth stepped up next to her and slipped his
arm around her waist, Amber reclined in against his side.
‘It looks beautiful doesn’t it?’
Seth nodded his head, ‘I haven’t seen this much snow since I was a kid, we used to slide down Montgomery Avenue on old coal sacks, Tiny broke his wrist doing that.’
Amber loved it when Seth spoke of his childhood, most of his childhood was a closed off subject, he wouldn’t speak about his home life, ever, but he would sometimes talk about the things that he and his friends used to get up to and she loved to hear his stories.
‘And snowball fights, we loved snowball fights,’ Seth said with a smile.
Amber nodded at the landscape beyond the glass doors. ‘Fancy a snowball fight?’
Seth chuckled, ‘Maybe later baby, we have things to do right now.’
Amber turned to Seth and slipped her hands behind his back and up beneath his shirt, she scratched his back playfully. Seth’s hands instinctively cupped her naked ass and Amber turned her face up to his and he kissed her.
‘I need you to stay up here for the next few hours, I have to pop out to the local shops in a minute and I don’t want you downstairs.’
Amber frowned at him. ‘Why, what are you up to?’
‘You’ll see when I want you to.’
‘And what was earlier all about?’
‘It’s a surprise.’
Amber kissed him, ‘I hate waiting.’
‘I know you do.’
‘Can’t you give me a clue?’ she asked with a whine in her voice, she fluttered her eyelashes at him: ‘I’ll let you fuck me up the ass if you give me a clue!’
Seth laughed, ‘I could fuck you up the ass without needing to give you a clue, you’re my slave remember?’
Amber harrumphed and slapped at his back, ‘Seth,’ she made the one word stretch out for several seconds, ‘Pu-leeeze.’
‘Nope, anyways I have some gifts for you that you can have right now.’
Amber clapped her hands playfully and hopped up and down. She smiled as Seth watched her large breasts jiggling up and down.
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