August 2021

by Noble

Kim bit her lips nervously as she stepped into the master bedroom. The house was unusually quiet and she was unable to figure out where her children were, or if Steven, her husband, was back from work yet.

She could have walked into the room without suspecting a single thing, had the lights in the room not been switched off. The bedroom itself was dimly lit too, the fresh smell of flowers hitting her nostrils hard as she stepped through the door.

“Steve…?” She whispered, wondering what his plan was.

He was in the room. She could smell his familiar perfume close to the bed already and as she sat, the lights beside her suddenly came on, slightly illuminating the small room.

Flowers were everywhere. On a small stool that had been carefully placed in front of the bed were a bottle of champagne, two clean glasses and strawberries, as red as roses.

“Kim darling.” Steven whispered behind her.

She had heard the ruffling of the sheets as he drew nearer from the dark, his hands tenderly reaching for her shoulders. He massaged her gently and she closed her eyes, loving every second of the massage.

“What did you do?” She asked him, whispering.

She felt his teeth on her flesh. He nibbled gently on her shoulders and began to slide the straps of her dress off her shoulders.

“I took the children to Aunt May.” He said. “Today is about you. About you alone.”

She didn’t understand what he meant but she did understand the tingling that was quickly spreading over her clit. Electrifying jolts coursed through her spine too as her dress began to slide off her hands down to her waist.

Steven slowly held each breasts in his hands. It wasn’t the first time that he would be fondling them but his touch was different now. It was as if he wanted to use each second to carefully adore each breast…each taut nipple.

He moved and Kim moved with him. Soon enough, he was lying behind her, her ass rubbing against what she assumed to be his rigid erection between his thighs.

“What about the champagne?” She asked him.

“That would be dessert.” He told her. “You should have the appetizer and full course first.”

She rolled her eyes at him as he dropped another kiss on her neck and began to inch downwards with his lips, reaching for her waist and then, her soft well-molded ass.

“What is the occasion, Steve?” She finally asked him.

He dropped a kiss on her pink clit before he glanced up to look at her with so much love.

“You sincerely don’t know?” He asked. “It is Mother’s Day?”

She could have told him how she couldn’t believe she had missed it but a loud gasp escaped her lips instead.

Steven had begun to passionately eat her pussy up.