Dinner Date

The next morning Leslie awoke to a empty bed Craig had already left for work. As rolled over she found a note Craig had left her. The note read be ready for dinner date night by the time I get home from work and wear something sexy and slutty that’s says your hot slut wife. Leslie made her way to the bathroom she found another note with two adult toys beside the note read try your new toys out my dear. Leslie smile as she look at the toys one was vibrating dildo with a suction cup by its ball sack the other toy was butt plug.

Leslie turned the shower on, letting the steam rise as she adjusted the water to a warm, inviting temperature. She glanced back at the mirror, admiring the rose tattoos winding along her bellybutton to her breasts and the glint of her piercings catching the light. A smirk played on her lips as she reached for the toys, her fingers curling around the smooth silicone of the vibrating dildo first. The suction cup clung to the shower wall with a soft *thwick* as she pressed it into place.

Next, she picked up the butt plug, rolling it between her fingers for a moment before stepping under the shower spray. The water cascaded over her skin as she arched her back slightly, anticipation humming through her.

The warm water trailed down her body as she reached behind herself, pressing the smooth, tapered tip of the plug against her entrance. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she eased it in, the stretch sending a delicious shiver up her spine. Once it was seated snugly inside her, she turned her attention to the dildo, its vibrations already humming to life as she flicked the small remote beside it.

Her fingers traced the length of the toy before wrapping around it, stroking slowly as she adjusted the speed—first a gentle pulse, then a deeper, insistent throb.

Leslie bit her lip as she eased the tip of the vibrating dildo toward her slick pussy lips, the silicone teasing her sensitive folds with slow, deliberate pressure. The warm water streamed down her body, heightening every sensation as she rocked her hips forward, letting the toy sink deeper inch by inch. A breathy moan escaped her as the vibrations pulsed against her clit, the suction cup holding the dildo firmly in place while she ground against it. Her fingers tangled in her wet hair as pleasure coiled tight in her belly, the plug shifting inside her with every subtle movement.

Leslie’s breath hitched as the memories of Craig’s *lessons* flooded her mind—the way he’d praised her for taking his cock so eagerly, the way he’d spanked her when she hesitated, the way he’d whispered *"good girl"* as she swallowed every drop. Her hips jerked forward, driving the dildo deeper as the vibrations intensified, her thighs trembling.

Leslie’s hands slid up her slick body, fingers kneading the soft weight of her tits as she rolled her hips against the vibrating dildo. Her nipples stiffened under her touch, the piercings glinting under the shower spray as she pinched and tugged, matching the rhythm of her thrusts. A whimper escaped her lips as the toy’s relentless pulse hit just right, the suction cup anchoring it perfectly as she fucked herself harder. The plug inside her twitched with every movement, stretching her deliciously while her other hand trailed down to circle her clit, adding another layer of pleasure.

Leslie’s breath came in sharp, shuddering gasps as she worked her hips faster, the dildo’s vibrations sending electric shocks of pleasure through her core. Her fingers pressed harder against her clit, circling in tight, **** strokes as the pressure built to an unbearable peak. The plug inside her shifted with every thrust, filling her just the way Craig liked—stretching her, claiming her even when he wasn’t there. A broken moan tore from her throat as her thighs clenched, her back arching against the shower tiles. The orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her pussy pulsing around the toy as pleasure ripped through her in hot, dizzying waves.

Leslie’s knees nearly buckled as the aftershocks of her climax rippled through her, the dildo still vibrating insistently against her oversensitive clit. She let out a shaky laugh, bracing one hand against the slick shower wall as she slowly pulled the toy free, her swollen folds clinging to it for a lingering moment before it slipped out with a soft *pop*. The plug remained snug inside her, a constant reminder of Craig’s command as she reached behind herself, fingertips brushing the base teasingly.

The water had cooled slightly, beads dripping from her lashes as she turned off the shower and stepped onto the bathmat, her skin flushed and tingling.

Leslie’s fingers lingered at the base of the plug as she toweled herself off, the plush fabric gliding over her damp skin. The steam from the shower still curled in the air, clinging to the mirror as she stepped closer, tracing the fogged glass with her fingertips to reveal her flushed reflection. Her nipples were still stiff, the metal of her piercings cool against her skin as she adjusted them with a smirk. The plug shifted inside her when she bent to retrieve the lotion from the counter, a slick reminder of Craig’s demands.

Leslie reached for the hair dryer, the warm air blowing through her damp locks as she arched her back slightly, letting the plug press deeper with every subtle shift of her hips. The vibrations of the dryer matched the low, constant thrum of pleasure still humming through her, her ass still full and stretched from Craig’s toy. She turned her head, catching her reflection in the fogged mirror—cheeks flushed, lips parted, her tits swaying slightly as she worked the brush through her tangled curls.

A soft gasp escaped her when she bent forward to smooth out a stubborn knot, the plug shifting inside her with delicious pressure.

Leslie’s breath hitched as the plug nudged deeper from the movement, her fingers tightening around the hairbrush for balance. She turned off the dryer, the sudden silence making her whimper sound louder as she straightened—only for the plug’s flared base to press firmly against her asshole, sending a jolt through her. The lotion bottle slipped from her grip, landing with a thud as she braced both hands on the counter, her reflection’s pupils blown wide. A bead of water trailed down her inner thigh while she rocked back just slightly, testing the stretch, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as the silicone teased her sensitive rim.

Leslie’s fingers curled around the base of the plug, her knuckles whitening as she gave an experimental tug. A ragged moan escaped her lips—every slight movement sent shockwaves of sensation through her oversensitive body. She bit down harder on her bottom lip, hips canting forward as she pulled again, slower this time, letting the thickest part stretch her rim deliciously before it finally slipped free with a slick, obscene sound. Her thighs trembled as she dropped the plug onto the counter with a muffled clatter, her asshole fluttering around nothing, still aching from the stretch.

Leslie’s breath came in short, uneven gasps as she pressed her thighs together, the sudden emptiness making her clench around nothing. The cool air of the bathroom kissed her damp skin, raising goosebumps along her arms as she reached for the discarded plug, her fingers trembling. She turned it over in her hand, watching the way the light glinted off the slick silicone before setting it aside with a slow exhale.

Her reflection in the mirror was a mess of flushed skin and tangled hair—rosy nipples still pebbled tight, her rose tattoos vibrant against her heated flesh.

Leslie’s fingers trailed along the edge of the counter as she turned toward the bedroom, the plush bathmat soft beneath her bare feet. The cool air raised goosebumps along her thighs as she stepped into the walk-in closet, her gaze flickering over the racks of clothes—silks, lace, leather, all waiting for her to choose.

She reached for a loose cotton robe first, sliding it over her shoulders with a sigh, the fabric barely skimming her hips as she tied it loosely at her waist. The silk slid against her still-sensitive skin, a teasing contrast to the ache between her legs.