Steaming, stewing, simmering. There were lots of ways to describe his escalating displeasure including, unfortunately, resignation. They had agreed to meet at home at 5 pm after work on Friday to throw their packed bags in the car and head out on their weekend away. It was now 6:30 pm and there remained no sign of Tanya’s car. His texts since 4 pm going unanswered.
The last one he received simply said, “Grabbing a quick beer with the sales guys, home soon.”
It wasn’t like he was surprised, one beer often turned into two or three, but she had promised this weekend would start differently and they would be off to the five-star hotel at the local ski resort at the promised time.
He looked at his phone again, checking the time and his texts, when he heard her car pull into the driveway. Frantic feet ran up the driveway, keys fumbling in the door and she stood before him. A quick glance at his face told her exactly what kind of mood he was in, her mind spinning, thinking of how to calm the situation.
He looked at her as she stood before him. Tight jeans over a rock-hard ass, gained through hours in the gym and on the trails running. Short black leather boots with modest heels. Tanya was 5’ 10” and needed little help to tower over most of the other people in her workplace, men included. She wore a dark red silk blouse, buttons open down low enough to reveal her lacy black bra. Her full breasts created a sensual, inviting cleavage, which she loved to display. They were topped by full round pink nipples that hardened at the slightest provocation. Even a well-padded bra did little to conceal them, resulting in her preference for sheer bras and flowery blouses. She figured, if you had it flaunt it, camouflage instead of suppression.
He knew she loved the attention her breasts got her, both at work and in public. They disarmed most people in the workplace even though she was smart as anyone he had met, and definitely didn’t need the advantage. She use them to get what she needed to be successful and progress in the workplace.
She liked to use all the tools at her disposal. On many occasions, he had witnessed her bend over in front of someone, full breasts hanging down in all their glory, the unfortunate victim powerless to do anything but give in to her demands. She also liked to wear short skirts over her tight ass, so bending over had multiple advantages, a nice view of her long muscular legs and the occasional glimpse of her tight ass and brightly coloured thongs.
He was never jealous as he knew that her ass was his and his alone unless they agreed to let someone else take it. He knew she would never stray, not even a kiss if they didn’t agree to everything in advance.
She sat on the arm of the couch and looked at him again, trying to decide how to approach him. She decided that submission was likely the best path, so she quietly sat with her head bowed and eyes cast down. Waiting for him to decide what to do with or to her.
He stood up and walked over. As he approached she could smell his freshly showered body, the scent filling her senses, making her pussy jump to attention. As he approached her he grabbed the back of her head, fingers in her hair, turning her face up to him. With his other hand, he reached into her blouse and grabbed one of her breasts roughly. Pulling it from her shirt and bra he pinched her nipple hard.
“Holy fuck,” she squealed.
She now realized how pissed off he was but also realized how worked up she was. She had anticipated the possibility of his anger, OK, she knew he would be pissed at her tardiness. She loved it when he took her, fucked her hard to relieve his frustrations. The give and take between them was equal in all ways but today she would let him direct the action. She loved both sides of the game, today she would let him do anything he wanted.
He continued to pinch and twist her nipple causing her to gasp. He bent down and kissed her roughly, biting her lips and neck, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth.
“Don’t say anything,” he commanded, “I don’t want to hear any excuses.”
He slipped her blouse from her shoulders and roughly pulled her bra off. Both hands went to her breasts now, pinching and twisting, grabbing. She had come from play like this in the past so he knew her pussy would be dripping from the rough attention he was giving to her nipples. His tongue continued its journey around her mouth and inside. Sucking on her tongue as she probed his mouth in return. Returning his hand to the back of her head he slowly guided her forward off the arm of the couch and down onto her knees.
“Take out my cock,” he whispered.
She needed no encouragement. Unbuckling his belt she lowered his zipper and pulled out his cock. He was almost fully erect and smelled fresh out of the shower.
She moved to stroke his cock only to have him say, “Just your mouth, play with your nipples while you do it.”
Again she needed no encouragement as she took his now hard cock in her mouth. Starting slow, teasing the head, she was soon taking almost the entire length down her throat. Lips gliding over his now slippery cock, she moved from head, back to the base, in and out, just the way he liked. At the same time, her hands worked her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. Her pussy was flowing and the front of her jeans were soaked. She loved the feel of his cock as she sucked it in and out of her hot mouth. She loved to feel it pulse when he came.
Grabbing both sides of her head he began to slowly fuck her mouth. Just the head, in and out, then the entire length. He would pause fully in her throat for what seemed like an eternity, only to withdraw to allow her to gasp in a few breaths. Deep, stop, withdraw, again and again. She wondered if he would soon fill her mouth with his come or if he had other ideas for her. At this point she didn’t care, she was lost in a swirl of pleasure, when she wasn’t desperate for breath she would focus on pinching her nipples and grinding her clit against the seam of her jeans.
He sensed her hip motion and her ragged breath, gasping that usually preceded her orgasm. He stopped thrusting into her mouth, his cock just at her lips, her tongue swirling around it.
“Do not come unless I tell you,” he commanded.
She looked up at him with soft eyes and nodded, there was nothing else she could say. So this was how he would punish her, teasing her, driving her crazy but making her suppress her need to come until he let her. She was frustrated and thrilled at the same time.
“Fuck I wish I had fingered myself properly in the car,” she thought.
Thinking back to her car ride home she remembered how worked up she was. She was looking forward to the weekend, fucking all over the hotel room, in the hot tub, and even outside if they got a chance. She loved the thought of someone stumbling across her naked ass and being fucked hard.
She had really enjoyed her beers with the team, the lustful looks that were always cast her way as the sales team consumed more and more alcohol. She had very carefully undone one extra button on her blouse when she caught the young female sales associate staring at her breasts. She had snuggled up close for some girl talk and kept touching the woman's shoulder and arms. The young woman smelled amazing and was rocking a fairly tight body herself.
Tanya could tell the young lady was getting flustered, which made her try all the harder to continue to get her worked up. Her cheeks glowed red, and the flush moved slowly down her chest to her cleavage. She had hoped to catch her going to the bathroom to try to press against her a bit more privately but never got the chance. She would have to remember the looks the next time they were thinking to have someone join them in the hot tub for some fun.
Jumping into the car to come home once she realized how late it was, she desperately wanted to rub herself as she was driving. Unfortunately, she was unable to undo her tight jeans in a way that allowed her to reach her shaved pussy properly, so she had to make do with grinding against the seam of her jeans while driving. The motion did not offer any relief but wound her up even more as a result. She had hoped to grab a quick shower when she got home to relieve her tension but now realized she would get relief in a different way.
Feeling his cock slide from her mouth brought her quickly back to the present. Standing her up he grabbed both her breasts with his hands as he, once again, crushed his mouth against hers. Turning her around he licked and bit her neck as he continued to play with her nipples. She was going crazy. He lifted her breasts up to her mouth.
“Suck them,” he ordered.
Eagerly she sucked first one nipple and then the other into her mouth. She licked and bit her own nipples, sending electric shocks through her body. She could feel his cock grinding into her ass from the back. She closed her eyes, lost in the pleasure.
“Just fuck me already,” she silently pleaded.