You Bring Home Some Stuff From Work

Mr. Milton gives you some advice before you leave, as well his personal stash of sex toys now that he is retiring. You are careful carrying the box to your car, since there is also clearly some liquid in there as well and you don't want to get caught with dildos on work grounds. As soon as you are in the car, you call your wife Nora.

"Honey?" Nora answered, "How was work? Did something happen? You don't usually call me after you get out."

Her string of question goes unanswered as you riddle off questions of your own for her, "Are you home right now?"

"Yes, I am. Why do you ask?" Nora questioned back. Her husband never seemed this worked up after a long business day. Something definitely happened she figured, "What happened at work?"

"I got a promotion!" you exclaimed to her.

"That's wonderful! Is that why you called me?" she cooed. This was cause for celebration and she knew exactly how to make her husband happy. She kept him on the line as she rummaged through her underwear closet.

"Yes it is," you say confidently, "I'm bringing home some stuff to help us celebrate. You're gonna love this."

Nora could hardly contain her excitement. Her digging eventually lead to a black lace lingerie set that she had been saving for awhile now. "How far are you from home?" she asked, making her way into the bathroom. There sat a stockpile of basic makeup, but she quickly broke out a new lipstick that was a deep shade of red.

"I'll be home in 10," you answered. Your member was hardening already. All day you kept thinking about the bimbo slut that was Mr. Milton's wife, and now that you are coming home to your own, you can't wait ravage her. The passenger seat had a bottle of special wine that Mr. Milton had instructed for only Nora to drink. Your imagination runs wild with what the bottle will do to your wife.

You end the conversation with a command to Nora, "Be in bed ready for me." There is a rush that you feel inside. It was not just from the new attitude that you were imposing upon your wife, but the thought of ownership over her. It was not long before you make it home and busting through your bedroom door. The sight before you was heavenly.

Nora had her brown hair curled and was laying softly on your pillows. She wore nothing but a beautiful black lace lingerie that only covered up the essentials. Her breasts, despite being only a B-cup, were trying their best to show an indecent amount of skin. Your wife's hips jutted out against her skinny waist, which strained the lacy underwear she had on. What drew your attention the most to was her crimson red lips, which she made bigger by pouting them outward, beckoning you.

"I've been waiting for you, dear," Nora cajoled, in a sweet sultry voice. She was definitely proud of her man and he deserved nothing but the best from her.

Your dress clothes fly off easily with how high your arousal has been all day. The boxers covering your member barely do their job concealing your primal intentions. You walk yourself toward the edge of your bed, beckon Nora toward your awaiting cock. It took a moment before you realize what you were supposed to be doing to her in the first place.

"I'll be back in a bit, honey," you say heated, "There's something I have for you."

Nora had began to pant while watching the spectacle that was your erect penis. It looked even bigger and meatier than before, the veins on it causing her own arousal to spike. She was not normally like this during your bedroom acts, but today you came home smelling new and different. Something that she had not smelled before has caused her to become even more worked up and she felt her own mouth watering to get your cock inside her.

You quickly return with the bottle of wine and two glasses in hand. Remember, only she is to drink this. You call Mr. Milton's words with diligence. Nora's bedroom eyes were even more telling than before. She was biting her lower lip in anticipation of your return and now her need for you grew even stronger. You pour the wine into the two glasses, but made sure that Nora had share first.

She takes the first sip out of the wine.

Please leave suggestions for what you want to happen to her.