I just wanted to fuck this morning

I wanted to fuck this morning. But he had an early appointment. Nothing I did coaxed him back into bed with me. I lost the sheet and rolled over so that he’d have to look at my naked ass and boobs as he dressed for work. I even wrapped my naked self around him while he was brushing his teeth. Normally, he couldn’t resist the feel of my tits pressed up against him; especially when my hand slipped inside his pants and gave his cock a squeeze. He just pried me off and went in search of his wallet and keys. I flopped back on the bed feeling frustrated since my only option was pulling out the vibrator if I wanted to get off this morning. Along with the kiss goodbye, he left me with a warm red handprint on my ass and the promise, he’d make up for it later tonight.

I laid there slowly fingering myself letting my mind drift. I felt that familiar tingle starting to build. Then my phone rang.  His ringtone.

“Get out of bed and get ready for work,” he said. “Leave that pussy of yours alone. I told you, I’d take care of it tonight.”

His voice in my ear only made me wetter. I kept rubbing.

“If you cum now, you won’t get to tonight,” he said. “You know I’ll make you wait for days to feel my cock shoved deep inside that velvety cunt of yours. I want you to think about everything I’ll do to you tonight when I get home. Now spread those wet lips apart and send me a picture of that perfect pussy of yours so that I can look at it all day long.”

I sent the picture and reluctantly got out of bed and started getting ready for work.

As I was putting the finishing touches of mascara on, my phone chirped again. His text tone. Put the balls in. I want you thinking about my cock inside you all day.

I walked into the bedroom and stood in front of the full-length mirror. I pouted my lips and snapped another photo which I attached to my text. You could have had all of this before you left.

He promptly replied, I will have every bit of it tonight.

I pulled out a beautiful purple and pink lace bra and panty set. The bra hooked in the front and displayed my breasts perfectly. The panties were cut high on the thigh and had strategic lace inserts along the back and across my mound. The balls were a light purple and almost matched the lingerie. I shot a quick video of me inserting them which I forwarded to him.

Such a naughty girl. You look so hot when you are dripping wet for me, came his quick reply.

I finished getting ready for work. Grabbed my bags and headed out the door. Right on time. It was only a 20-minute commute to work. That was long enough. Every time I shifted in my seat, I could feel those balls. My panties were soaked by the time I headed into the office.  

I tried to concentrate. I really needed to get some things off my desk. But the balls were making me hornier that I already was. I could really feel them because of the way my desk chair is made. Each time I shifted, I felt them shift inside me and my pussy contracted around them. This was going to be a long day.

A couple hours passed and I needed caffeine. I headed to the break room. With each step, I felt myself getting wetter. The balls rubbed against me creating an internal friction that would drive you crazy. By the time I reach the break room, I just knew everyone would be able to look at me and tell what was going on. Thankfully the room was almost empty as I rounded the corner where the coke machine was located. I dropped in three quarters and hit the button which would deliver me my much needed diet coke. As I bent to retrieve it from the machine, I felt the balls shift again. Lord, I’m not going to make it until 5 p.m.

I headed back to my office and worked on concentrating on a marketing report I needed to have ready for next week’s meeting. Concentrating on the numbers took my mind off my pussy, at least for a little while.

It was almost noon and I knew he had a lunch meeting today. He couldn’t say much while he was meeting with clients.  I smiled to myself and headed to the restroom. I found the end stall and lifted the skirt of my dress. I videoed myself pulling my panties to the side and rubbing my clit. It felt so good. I almost didn’t stop.

I sent that with a text that said, too bad you aren’t having me for lunch today.

Almost immediately I got, You naughty girl. I’m trying to work. Now I’ll have to punish you. Take off your panties and leave them off the rest of the day.

I can’t do that at work. What if the balls came out? Was my immediate reply.

You should have thought of that before you tried to distract me. Do it or no cock for you tonight.

My reflection in the bathroom mirror revealed just how frustrated I was. My cheeks were rosy and my chest was flushed. He knew this turned me on. Shit, how would I get back to my desk carrying panties? I shimmied out of them and stuffed them in my bra until I could get back to my office.  I just knew everyone I walked by could tell.

I settled in at my desk trying to find something to distract me. I was so wet now I could feel it on my thighs.

My phone chimed. I’m going to need you to prove you took them off. Send me a picture of your bare pussy in that chair.

I know my cheeks turned bright red. I could feel them burning. What if someone walked in? Could I really pull up my skirt right here in my office? I just sat there contemplating my next move.

My phone chimed again. You’re not keeping me waiting, are you? I know you wouldn’t want to disappoint me.

I walked over to the door and pushed it to. Then back to my desk. I pulled up my dress and sat my bare ass down in the chair and took his picture.

I was just adjusting my dress when there was a knock at the door. I stammered come in. Two minutes earlier and Cliff would have walked in. He’s my teammate. He wanted to go over the plans for our monthly department meeting. He pulled my other chair up next to mine so we could look at the report on the screen.

I glanced over and noticed my phone was sitting face up. Shit. I hadn’t hit send yet. I knew he’d text back. But Cliff was to close not to see the message or picture if I picked it up.

We had been through three slides when it chimed again. “?”

I knew he was wondering what was taking so long. I just ignored it and hoped this wouldn’t take much longer.

Slide eight of 22. This was taking forever. It chimed again. I’m still waiting.

I ignored it.

Slide 13 of 22. Another chime. Cliff asked if I needed to see who was trying to get me. I told him I’d check after we finished the slides.

Slide 17 of 22.  It chimed again. You know you’ll have to make this up to me. Right, baby?

We finally finished and Cliff left. I grabbed my phone as soon as he was out of sight. I did as you asked baby. Just had someone show up in my office. Couldn’t send the pic. But here it is.

Maybe that would help. He knew about work. But I knew he could hold out so much longer than me.

Nothing.

An hour passed and I still hadn’t heard from him. I knew he was making me sweat it out. It was working. Fucking him was all I could think about. It was almost 3:30 before I heard from him.

I loved the picture, but you made me wait. I think you need to make up for that. I want you to take your bra off and put it in your purse. Send me a picture of your beautiful naked tits and one of the bra in your purse.

Fuck! I couldn’t sit a work without a stitch of underwear on, could I? What if someone found out? I’d worn a wrap dress today. It was form fitting, but the wrap would make sure everything was covered. It wasn’t that thick though. I knew my nipples would be obvious under the fabric.

Are you going to make me wait again? I’m beginning to think you don’t want my cock tonight.

Well shit. I headed to the bathroom. He didn’t say I had to do it in my office. I unwrapped the dress and took off the bra. I tried to retie the dress where it wasn’t so tight against my chest. But then it just gapped open and you could see I didn’t have anything on underneath. So tight it was. Thankfully, my tits were still firm. No kids meant no sagging yet.  I didn’t look bad. It was just that feeling of knowing I was totally bare underneath except for a pair of ben wa balls.

Only an hour until it was time to go home. I sent the pictures so he’d know it was done.

That’s my good girl. I’ll show you how much I appreciate it in just a few hours.

I gave up on worked and just spent the last hour playing online. Looking at anything that would keep my mind off my pussy and naked tits. I felt wanton and wild. I couldn’t wait to get home and get naked tonight.

Finally, five o’clock rolled around. I headed out to the car. I picked up my phone to call him on my way home just like I did every day. He answered on the second ring.

“You’ve drove me crazy today!”

“And I’m not through yet,” he said. When he used that tone, I felt it all through my body. I knew what it meant. And I wanted all of it. “On your way home, I want you to untie your dress and pull up your skirt. Show off what I’ll be ravaging tonight to any truck driver that pulls alongside your car. I want them to be so jealous that you’re coming home to me.”

He told me to send him a picture at the next stop light and to drive safe.

I did. But I probably broke a few speed limits along the way.

When I pulled in the driveway, I saw his truck. He was already home. He opened the door as I was getting out of the car. I grabbed my things and headed up the drive.

When I reached the door, he took my tote and my purse and set them inside. He didn’t let me in.

“I think you’re still over dressed for what I have in mind,” he said. “Know, why don’t you just untie that dress the rest of the way and let’s get you out of it.”

My heart was racing. Thank goodness we lived on the cul de sac. There were neighbors, but none that could really see our front stoop; well unless they happened to be out in the yard.  He knew I loved the idea of public sex, even though I was smart enough to make sure there was no real risk involved.

I took a deep breath and untied the dress. I watched it drop to the porch. I smiled as he pulled me against him and gave me deep kiss while his hand reached between my legs and started rubbing against my clit.

I didn’t care who might see now. I just wanted more of him.

Morning lesson

He had left me there, bent over the blue and white checked arm chair in the living room, and told me not to move. My ass still stung and I knew it had a deep red glow. He spanked me. I had been petulant and deserved it. I just hoped there would be time to fix my make up before it was time to leave for work. I’m sure my mascara has given me racoon eyes.

I heard him as he returned and made his way into the kitchen. He opened his briefcase. He was getting ready to leave. That’s how I had ended up like this in the first place. We were finishing coffee when he told me he had an important client today and wouldn’t be able to text most of the morning. I pouted.

“I’ll bite those lips if you keep them poked out there darling,” he had said. I hadn’t stopped. I knew better. But the thought of his lips on mine made my panties damp. I’d tried over and over to get him to say he’d text or call. He just kept telling me, he’d make it up to me that evening. I kept pushing. He told me to stop.

“I don’t mean more to you than a client?” I had meant it to come out teasing. It fell flat. I knew the moment the words left her mouth that I’d gone too far. His eyes went dark. He reached across the table and softly grabbed my chin. He kissed me.

“Stand up,” he said. “Take your skirt off.”

“I’ll be late for work.”

“You had plenty of time to run your mouth. Don’t make me wait.  You’re going to get 10 licks with my belt. If you take much longer it’ll be 15.”

I reached around and unhooked my skirt. I worked it over my hips and let it drop to the floor. I stepped out of it. He took my hand and pulled me into the living room. My black heels clicked on the hardwood floor. I realized I was counting steps like I count lashes. He led me to the chair and put his hand on the small of my back. I knew that meant to bend over.

I heard him unfasten his belt. I had watched him dress this morning. I knew it was the thin black leather one with the silver clasp. I heard him pull it through the belt loops. I knew it would sting. I sensed him, more than felt him, as he stood behind me.

“You hurt my feelings when you doubt the level of my feelings for you,” he said quietly. “So now I’m going to give you something that will make sure you remember all morning just how much you mean to me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.” 

He pulled my panties down. He ran his hand over the curve of my hip. Then he stepped back.

“Count,” he said, as the first lick landed.

“One.” I tried not to tense. It only made it worse when I did. These were not playful swats. I had hurt him and he wanted to make sure I understood.

Then the next one hit. “Two.”

By the time I got to six, I couldn’t hold the tears.

“I’m sorry,” I said as the seventh strike left a whelp across my ass.

“Count or I’ll add more.”

“Seven.”

When he finally got to 10, I heard him work his belt back through the loops. He came closer to me. He wiped my face with his handkerchief. He slowly rubbed his hands along my stinging ass. My breathing settled and the tears slowed.  He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead.

“Don’t move,” he said.

He left the room. I knew the moment he turned the corner because it felt empty. I could hear him open the hall closet door. Then he went further into the house before returning to the living room.

“Do you understand why you got a spanking?” He asked.

“Yes sir.”

“Tell me.”

“I made you feel like I doubted your feelings for me.”

“Yes baby. Now, I was going to wait a while longer before I used this on you, but I think today is the perfect day for us to try it out. You clearly need a reminder that you matter to me all day long, so I’m going to give you one.”

I felt something slick and warm drip down my ass. Then I felt his fingers. He was rubbing lube along my ass and into my hole. His fingers probed and I squirmed which caused my clit to run against the arm of the chair.

“You love it when I play with your ass now, don’t you? Remember when you were so scared of even trying?”

I just moaned.

After a few minutes, I felt something hard and cool press against my asshole. I knew it was a plug, we’d used them before. Never a metal one though. And this one was larger than the other ones we’d used.

I tensed. He just stroked my back and teased my pussy as he worked the hard object into me. I gasped when it popped into place.

“You’re going to wear this all day at work and until I get home tonight. It’s not to come out until I take it out. Do you understand?”

“But I’ll be at work. What if someone notices? How can I walk with it in?”

Ignoring my questions, he asked again, “Do you understand?”

“Yes sir.”

“That’s my angel. Now, I want you to stay here and play with your pussy until the timer in the kitchen goes off. Don’t cum. I’m leaving for my meeting. Don’t disappoint me again today.”

With that, he leaned over and kissed me goodbye. He gave me one more swat on the ass with his hand as he left for work.