The Mistress Perspective Chapter 2 Jealousy
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It was just a regular Friday.
I was gathering my things and counting down the last minutes of my work day, as did the rest of my colleagues. We were all excited about the start of the weekend.
Not that I had major plans.
For me basically, it comes down to sleeping and fucking longer, which is not that bad if you are over 30 and in a committed relationship, holding 8 to 5 office job.
As I was on my way out, the screen of my phone lit revealing the name of the caller.
Anna - my girlfriend was calling me, probably to remind me to buy Vodka or something she needs to get her over the evening. She could be out of weed too.
Anna had a dark-hair and pale skin. Thin girl with long legs and amazing bell shaped boobs with small protruding nipples. Small ass but firm and well-shaped. I’m shape over size guy any day of the week.
The pale skin is probably my fetish. I enjoy seeing the marks on her skin after fucking. Few good spanks and she will have the marks for few days. I have to admit; it turns me on to see her branded by my hands and my bites. Like I’m announcing to the world that she has been well fucked and loved by the master of her pleasure. And I loved her for that.
- “Hi babe. I just finished talking to Maya. Guess what? She is coming tonight and bringing couple of friends with her. Buy some wine and chasers I will take care of the rest. Love you, bye.”
Having Maya and her friends for house party was not a bad idea after all. I was busy with work and our social life suffered as a result. We became a boring couple. Spending weekends at home with bottle of wine and procedural sex before bed. We needed a change of pace.
I came home after the short stop at the store. Anna was busy in the kitchen preparing some appetizers.
“Fancy”- she remarked, watching me as I took out of the bag 5 bottles of Sauvignon blank, plus goat cheese, nuts and apples. She finds my interest in food and wine parings a bit snobby. But it’s all in good measure, she even gave a book about French charcuterie as a gift to show that she appreciates my interests.
Anna was wearing a tank top and panties, as usual that day. Something inside her was emitting positive vibes, and she was in a good mood. Her breasts were moving freely with every movement she made cutting some dry sausage. There was something extremely sexy about the whole scene.
Amy Winehouse song was blasting in the kitchen.
“…You should be stronger than me
You've been here seven years longer than me
Don't you know you supposed to be the man...”
My desire grew bigger.
It doesn’t take much to make my blood flow going.
I approached her from behind and liberated her tits by sliding the thin straps down her shoulders.
Anna was bare chested now.
I placed my hands on her bell shaped tits and kissed her long neck. She didn’t stop slicing the meat.
The caresses of my hands and growing dick were just a usual occurrence to her. She continued to rhythmically move her buttocks humming the tune, aggravating my erect dick even more.
What a pleasant sensation. Feeling the growth of her sleepy nipples into perky little nubs.
Anna surrender to my caresses like so many times before only to stop me when I’m at the pick of my desire to penetrate her as deep and hard as possible. I guess she enjoys to deny me pleasure, it is a sort of a game for her to see how hard she can make me only to satisfy her female ego. Something like a feminist power trip.
“- Honey do you want me to cut myself? Please pull up my top and go take a shower. The guest will be arriving soon. “
“Okay” - I replied after squeezing her nipples for one last time before hitting the shower.
(end of part 1)
I was gathering my things and counting down the last minutes of my work day, as did the rest of my colleagues. We were all excited about the start of the weekend.
Not that I had major plans.
For me basically, it comes down to sleeping and fucking longer, which is not that bad if you are over 30 and in a committed relationship, holding 8 to 5 office job.
As I was on my way out, the screen of my phone lit revealing the name of the caller.
Anna - my girlfriend was calling me, probably to remind me to buy Vodka or something she needs to get her over the evening. She could be out of weed too.
Anna had a dark-hair and pale skin. Thin girl with long legs and amazing bell shaped boobs with small protruding nipples. Small ass but firm and well-shaped. I’m shape over size guy any day of the week.
The pale skin is probably my fetish. I enjoy seeing the marks on her skin after fucking. Few good spanks and she will have the marks for few days. I have to admit; it turns me on to see her branded by my hands and my bites. Like I’m announcing to the world that she has been well fucked and loved by the master of her pleasure. And I loved her for that.
- “Hi babe. I just finished talking to Maya. Guess what? She is coming tonight and bringing couple of friends with her. Buy some wine and chasers I will take care of the rest. Love you, bye.”
Having Maya and her friends for house party was not a bad idea after all. I was busy with work and our social life suffered as a result. We became a boring couple. Spending weekends at home with bottle of wine and procedural sex before bed. We needed a change of pace.
I came home after the short stop at the store. Anna was busy in the kitchen preparing some appetizers.
“Fancy”- she remarked, watching me as I took out of the bag 5 bottles of Sauvignon blank, plus goat cheese, nuts and apples. She finds my interest in food and wine parings a bit snobby. But it’s all in good measure, she even gave a book about French charcuterie as a gift to show that she appreciates my interests.
Anna was wearing a tank top and panties, as usual that day. Something inside her was emitting positive vibes, and she was in a good mood. Her breasts were moving freely with every movement she made cutting some dry sausage. There was something extremely sexy about the whole scene.
Amy Winehouse song was blasting in the kitchen.
“…You should be stronger than me
You've been here seven years longer than me
Don't you know you supposed to be the man...”
My desire grew bigger.
It doesn’t take much to make my blood flow going.
I approached her from behind and liberated her tits by sliding the thin straps down her shoulders.
Anna was bare chested now.
I placed my hands on her bell shaped tits and kissed her long neck. She didn’t stop slicing the meat.
The caresses of my hands and growing dick were just a usual occurrence to her. She continued to rhythmically move her buttocks humming the tune, aggravating my erect dick even more.
What a pleasant sensation. Feeling the growth of her sleepy nipples into perky little nubs.
Anna surrender to my caresses like so many times before only to stop me when I’m at the pick of my desire to penetrate her as deep and hard as possible. I guess she enjoys to deny me pleasure, it is a sort of a game for her to see how hard she can make me only to satisfy her female ego. Something like a feminist power trip.
“- Honey do you want me to cut myself? Please pull up my top and go take a shower. The guest will be arriving soon. “
“Okay” - I replied after squeezing her nipples for one last time before hitting the shower.
(end of part 1)
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