Riding him while teasing him.

As soon as we were in the bedroom, I pulled his clothes from him, stripping him bare in hungry horny desperation. I pushed him back onto the bed and shuddered at his moans; then as I reached for his cock he asked, "Aren't you going to get naked?"

I smiled at him as I held out a hand for the condom. Obediently he handed it to me as I said, "And do you think you deserve to see me naked, riding your condom-covered cock?"

I tore the packet open with my teeth and took the rubber in my left hand. "Wait, you aren't even going to let me see you naked?" he asked.

I smiled as I put the condom on the tip of his cock, "If you are well behaved, maybe," I said.

He groaned and pushed his hips up, and I pulled my hand back, "That is not being well behaved, is it?" I scolded him. Slowly he settled, and I repositioned the condom. "So, tell me, do you like seeing my engagement ring as I slide a condom onto you?"

He nodded, "It's so fucking sexy," he moaned.

I smiled again as I slowly pulled the condom down, "And do you think others would like to see my engagement ring as I pull a condom down onto their cocks?" I asked.

He shuddered and panted, "Oh God, anyone would be lucky to see that," he said.

I smiled, "Good boy," I said as I finished pulling the condom down onto his cock, "You should buy some bigger condoms, though. If you don't, then maybe someone would see my bare hand and engagement ring stroking their big cock."

He groaned at that as I leaned down to suck on his cockhead through the condom, "Would you like to see my wedding ring as I pulled a condom down over a big cock?"

He moaned and nodded as I moved to straddle him, "I didn't hear you," I said.

"Yes," he panted as I slid my dripping cunt over his sheathed cock.

"Would you like to see my engagement ring stroking a bare cock?" I asked. He pushed upward, his hips thrusting, and I gently slapped his chest, "Behave."

"Yes, I would," he said after a moment.

I smiled down at him and reached under my skirt to guide him into me, "And would you like to see my lips wrapped around a throbbing, condom-covered cock?" I asked.

He moaned and grabbed my waist, "You know I love watching you suck cock," he said.

I smiled as I started to rock on him; his cock was curved so nicely and rubbed at the inside of me so pleasantly. "And what if it was bare?" He groaned again, and I laughed. "What if I had a condom but didn't want to use it?" I asked. His grip tightened around my waist. "What if you gave me a condom to fuck someone else, and I chose not to?"

I felt him shudder, and he groaned out his throat. "What if instead I asked my lover to write his number on the packet and gave it to you unopened?" I felt him shake and wondered if he would cum soon. I coo'd in pleasure at the teasing. "What if, every time I came home with an intact condom wrapper with someone's number, you just ate me out? Knowing that someone other than you had had the pleasure of my cunt?"

His grip tightened more and became pleasurably painful as I felt the stilted gush of warmth from him cumming into the condom. I pouted down at him. "If you are going to cum so easily, I will need to get a lover and rub your face in it."

He shuddered again, and I felt another gout fill the rubber. I giggled and quickly got off him. As he lay there, I reached down with my left hand and gripped his shaft tightly; I pulled the condom off him, keeping as much of his load as I could inside. Then I smiled at him, "There is a correct answer to my next question. I will do what you want, but one answer will result in a punishment, and one will result in a reward." I paused for a long moment as he looked at me with eager apprehension, "Should I eat your premature load? Or, do you want it?" I held up the condom, heavy with cum and dangled it; it swayed side to side with about half a glass of white jizz.

Mark took a long time considering, watching the swaying condom. After some time, he said, "Give it to me."

I smiled and very slowly put the open end to his lips; his cock was still hard as I turned it up, and he slurped out the insides. I moaned as I watched him. So eager to please. "That was the right answer," I said as I pulled the now empty condom away from his lips.

"So I get a reward?" he asked.

I nodded, "Yep." Quickly I turned and left the room. It was several moments before he caught up with me; I think he was waiting for me to return. Instead, I found my phone and sent a message to Craig. I had his number from a while ago when Mark had to go to an unexpected funeral and did not feel capable of telling his boss he would not be at work. The week after Craig had asked me if I wanted a fuck, but I didn't bother replying; I'd never told Mark that part, as I didn't want his work life to get more complex.

Quickly, before Mark came out of the bedroom, I sent him a message. 'You know how a few months ago you asked me out for drinks?' it began, 'Tomorrow night?'

Shortly after I hit send, I poured Mark and myself a glass of wine, and moments later, Mark came into the kitchen. "I'm a little confused."

I giggled, "Open the first envelope, it tells you what the reward is. Or, you can leave it closed and just wonder. Oh and get envelope four as well." I told him. THe card in envelope four said 'Ask someone out for drinks.'

Mark ran to my desk where we had left the envelope and came back a moment later, the cream envelopes unopened. "Should I open it?" he asked.

I shrugged, "Your call entirely, but I have added large condoms to the shopping list," I winked at him.

He moaned again and put the envelopes on the table, "I trust you," he said.

I giggled again as I looked at my phone; Craig had already replied. 'I asked if you wanted to fuck. Molly's 7pm?' his message said.

I smiled at Mark. "Question is, should you?" I asked.

He moaned and his cock, still hard, dribbled in another petite orgasm.