On the Lounge - Part One

We made our way home from one of our favourite local restaurants. Both of us had taken the time to dress up for the occasion. For me that meant business casual with a long sleeve white shirt, my suit coat and pants matched with my black boots. You wore a new black dress, with the mid-height black heels that I bought for you some time ago that you love so much as well as some black stockings or pantyhose – I couldn’t tell which as yet. I was hoping that you were feeling in one of your naughtier moods and they would be stockings since the kids were at your parents for the night.

As we often do, when we do get home from going out, we sat on the lounge and had another drink. Being winter we both opted for bourbon, mine with ginger ale and yours with diet coke. As I made the drinks, you settled on the lounge in our lounge room and turned the television on. You then grabbed your iPad and proceeded to check what was happening on Facebook. I arrived with the drinks and sat down next to you, handing yours to you with a wicked smile. “That might be a bit stronger than your usual”, I said, not having made you a bourbon in a while.

I love it when we hold hands on the lounge. It gives me an intimate connection to you that we don’t often get until later in the evenings. Normally sometime after dinner and when the kids are finally doing their own thing after finishing their chores. With the kids not being home tonight, I start to rub the back of your hand with my thumb in a slow circular motion that I hope you will enjoy. Clearly you do, because after a short time you also put your iPad down and snuggle up next to me on the lounge under my right arm with your right arm across my chest, rubbing it gently.

Sitting like this for too long normally hurts your back, so after a short time you shift and lean on me, I place my right arm over your right shoulder, down between your breasts and I hold your left hand in mine. This is one of my favourite sitting positions as we are so close and intertwined, but my attention quickly moves from the show on the television to you. I love the smell of your perfume, now so close to me. I release your hand and snake my hand down the top of your dress and into the cup of your bra, caressing your left breast.

I cup your breast in my hand and squeeze it gently which brings a small intake of breath from you. I then slowly start to caress the growing nipple with my thumb, slowly teasing it between thumb and forefinger creating what I hope is just the right amount of friction. Your nipple begins to harden under my attentions and I then start to slowly circle your areola with my forefinger, making sure that I also keep in contact with the hardened nipple. I also start to kiss you deeply whilst doing this, listening to the small moans and changes in your breathing as you become more excited.

I love playing with your nipples and breasts. They are one of your major erogenous zones. I always smile when I feel them harden under my touch and especially like it when I can lick and tease them and heighten your enjoyment. Tonight though, once I have heard your breathing change, I extract my hand from your bra and dress and let it snake further down the front of your dress whilst we continue to kiss. We both know what is going to happen next.

My hand reaches the hem of your dress and I draw it up towards your waist as I brush my hand up your right-hand leg from around your knee. It is time to find out if you are wearing pantyhose or stockings. If possible, my smile widens even further as I feel the top of your stockings and then the cool flesh which has been exposed at the top of your leg. I break our kiss and look and see which one of the lingerie sets from the extensive collection that I have given you was selected by you for tonight. My mind swirls as I go through the numerous possibilities, but I finally recognise it is the Agent Provocateur Stephanee set which is a combination of black lace and blue silk. A fantastic match for the black dress you are wearing this evening.

As I continue to move my hand up your leg towards your pubic bone, you lift your head to lock lips with me in another deep long kiss. My hand has arrived at the top of the briefs you have worn. Since this set has the option of either the full briefs or thong, I again have something to keep an eye out for later on. My fingers slip under the elastic top and move downwards towards your slit. I run my index finger along the outer lips to see how aroused you are. Very aroused it would seem as they and some of your pubic hair have small droplets of your growing wetness on them.

Whilst I’m doing this, you haven’t been idle either, your left hand has made its way across the front of my pants and you have started to rub at my now hardening cock through the material. In time with this I have moved my finger down in between your outer lips and found my first target, your clit. I start rubbing it with the pad of my index finger in slow circles which I hope provides both continuous contact and some delightful friction. It must be working, as your rubbing of my penis increases in pace and your breathing also changes with you letting out a larger moan than you have so far this evening.

This is one of my triggers and I actually slow down the rate I am moving my finger which increases the friction on your clit, this sees your body stiffen and your rubbing of my penis slow down. Your breathing slows and I know that soon I will be rewarded with giving you your first orgasm of the evening. Your body goes rigid and you let out a small whimper as the orgasm hits you and then you shudder from its effects. As it passes I insert my finger into your cunt and start to move it in and out, but not deeply, nor anywhere near your g-spot, rather just deep enough for you to enjoy the feeling of the thrusts and the associated pressure to start to build up again on your clitoris as the palm of my hand places some pressure on your pubic bone.

I envy you and your ability to have multiple orgasms so close together, it is something we have spoken of, but I also love giving you those orgasms, again and again as I know you enjoy them so much. Again, your breathing slows down and your muscles all start to tighten up. It is the tell-tale signs of an orgasm building for you. I whisper in your ear “Are you going to cum for me?” you respond with a strained “Yes” as you are quickly heading to the point of no return. Knowingly, I quicken my pace and say in your ear “Cum for me”. You respond by having your second and most intense orgasm so far of the night, thrashing under my touch to the extent that my fingers lose contact.

As you come down from the high of your orgasm, you state out loud “Your turn now”.

The story continues …