Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

The Devil With A Deal:>>Ep3

A week later, Kate met with her sister for brunch again. This time, thankfully, my wife came home buzzed and bubbly. It was like seeing the sun for the first time after weeks of storms.

"Tara laid down the law," Kate explained as she walked into our house, "And Jesse backed off." She wrapped her long arms around my neck and gave me a kiss. She started to lead me back to the bedroom. I followed her, like a giddy puppy.

As soon as we got to the bedroom, I reached back to unzip her dress, but she wagged her finger at me. Kate slipped away from my grasp, then turned out all the lights and closed the blinds. The room took on a dusky, tangerine tint. Kate went into the master bathroom. I heard her washing up.

I got naked and sat on the bed, waiting for her. Kate opened the door and gasped.

"Get under the covers, you naughty boy," she said, giggling.

I did as I was told. The room was bright enough with the midday sun that I could make out the curves of my wife's incredible body as she crossed the room. The bed warmed as she slipped in beside me.

I rolled over and our lips met. At one point, I tried to turn Kate over so she would be on top of me, but she refused.

"Be good," Kate said, spreading her legs. I got the message and slid inside of her.

Kate squeezed her eyes shut as I penetrated her. She kissed me. "I love you so much," she said.

We got a good rhythm going. I reached down to squeeze Kate's breasts, the ample flesh overflowing my palms. She arched her back, reacting to my touch.

Like I said, both of us enjoyed sex well enough. But there were times when I wished for more. I wanted Kate to love it, to demand it, to be controlled by carnal need. Something about seeing my beautiful, innocent wife enraptured in ecstasy -- it actually exceeded my own, personal pleasure. But Kate would never abandon herself to the moment.

"You're getting close?" Kate asked as I strained against her.

but I kept

using her kindergarten teacher voice and it actually made

me a wad of tissues from the nightstand, and I used that to snare my spend. She stroked my

Both of us breathing heavily. Slick with sweat. I felt this weird mix of post-sex satisfaction and

pill for medical reasons, but I felt strongly that being married meant I didn't have to use

asked lying back in bed. Her body looked languid but her deep brown eyes were like

thought maybe we could," I said, "You know. Start

been

I see them every day. I want us to enjoy our time

I said, "I get it. Just got caught up. In the

me and kissed

story. Share the joy of

get your chance," she

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it had

early April, Brian invited

grabbed a table near the back. The food was as good as Brian had promised and the atmosphere was fun with indie artwork

bros you meet at the gym. But, in truth, he was a sincerely nice guy. He was easy to talk to, pleasant to work with. His sunny attitude always shone through. I have to admit, I had

contractors, worrying over deadlines, the usual. Then Brian got down to business.

isn't your typical boring couple's night," Brian said,

eyebrow, thinking of what Vanessa had told us over dinner. Was Brian inviting us

said, "Look, will a few people end up doing stuff? Probably. But no one gets involved with anything they don't want to be a part of. Look, Nessa and I both really enjoyed dinner with you guys last month. We think you're a lot

good-looking, to get on with a couple like Kate and I. Oh, sure, Kate was a knockout, but I thought I was kind of average. And both of us were quiet, shy people. Hearing a popular guy like Brian say he enjoyed our company, well, I guess it stroked my ego a