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Color My World
I flung the door open and practically fell through the opening. My packages had tangled up around my legs in my rush to get in.
“I’m home!” Laughter bubbling out as I spoke because I was that excited.
When I got no answer, my smile faded a bit. I slowed down enough to look around. The room was empty. I stepped towards his office, calling out, thinking maybe he was in there. Still, no answer. Was I late? The question zipped through my mind as I looked down at my watch. No, I was actually five minutes early. He had given me 2 hours to complete my task and I was quite proud of myself for completing it with time to spare. But where was he? As if he could read my mind, his words wrapped around me like a warm breeze.
“I’m in the bedroom.”
Dropping all but the one package, I rushed down the hall. Coming to the open bedroom door, I saw him lying back on the bed, a most serene smile on his face. The white cotton of the shirt covered his arms and shoulders, but was unbuttoned and pushed off to the side, revealing his well-defined muscles. The button of his faded jeans was undone, the zipper begging to be caught by my teeth.
“You made it with time left over. Good girl.” “Happy puppy” would have been a very apt description. I think I even wiggled my ass as if I actually did have a tail.
Seeing the smile on his face was the only reward I needed. Walking into the bedroom, his eyes never left mine for a moment. I was in serious danger of losing myself in his stare. My task was not complete and I didn’t want to ruin the atmosphere by turning into a puddle on the floor.
“Did you get it?” God, the way his voice affected me! I could feel my body respond, getting tight and wet in the center of my body. He smiled at me and I knew he knew I was struggling to keep it together.
“I did get it. Just exactly what you told me to get.” My body was shaking in anticipation.
“Put it on for me.” Now that time, I do think I came where I stood. Probably best keeping that to myself.
I turned away from him, facing the full-length mirror. Through the mirror, I could see him back there on the bed, my Dream Come True. The lean form of him half-smiling back at me, his eyes dancing with delight. Love and lust and passion melded into one for me as I gazed at his reflection. I loved being able to watch his face in this moment. More importantly, he could see all of me, front and back. At his almost imperceptible nod, I slowly slid the zipper down the side of my pants. Pushing my thumbs down into the waistband, I made a real show of removing them. They moved down over my hips, sliding down my legs. Wiggling my ass, I let the pants end up on the floor down around my ankles. Each heeled foot carefully pulled from the fabric and stepping out of them, I kicked them off to the side. I saw his wink as I moved my hands to the buttons of my shirt.
“Enjoying the show?” I asked teasingly.
“Immensely!” His low laugh was like a caress to my mind.
My grin back at him made him chuckle. Each button sliding out of its place seemed to take an eternity. I slid one side of my shirt, then the other, off my shoulders. Clutching the fabric over my bra clad breasts, I assumed a wide-eyed gaze, as if I were some virginal girl about to be ravaged.
“Oh please, Sir! Don’t make me do this! I’ll do anything. Just please spare me my innocence!” I tried to stay in character, but hearing his words made me laugh out loud.
“Innocent, my ass. And before I’m done with you, you’ll be begging me for each and every corrupt thing either of us can imagine. Won’t you, darling mine?” I could do nothing but giggle as I listened.
“So? I should continue?” As if I even needed to ask.
“You should if you want to keep the skin on your ass.” Ok, that was encouragement if I ever heard it.
I let my shirt drop to the floor behind me, leaving me in my sheer pink lace bra and panties. Leaning forward, I spread my legs just a bit, keeping my eyes on his as I slid my hands back and down over my ass. It was quite a treat having him focus so intently on me. Admittedly, I was very much enjoying it. I straightened, still keeping his gaze. My hands reached up behind me to unclasp my bra. Holding the bra up alongside my body, I smiled again at his reflection before letting it also fall to the floor.
So there I stood, in my heels and my pink panties, watching his eyes roam over my bare breasts. My nipples hardened instantly, just seeing his gaze touch them. I longed to run my hands over them, to feel the sensitive buds harden even more, but I stood very still, letting him take his fill.
“Proceed.” I moaned out at the way he said the word.
My legs came together and I slid my hands down my hips, into the sides of my undies, Watching him watch me was turning my insides into a molten pit of pure and very raw desire. I bent forward, lower this time. He had full view of my breasts dangling in front of me and my backside pushed back towards him. He actually licked his lips as I slid my panties down over my hips, then over the firm cheeks of my ass and down my legs. He shifted his body, his erection making it slightly uncomfortable for him to remain as he was. That brought a bright smile to my face. I pushed the fabric all the way down to my ankles. From my bent over position, I could look back, albeit in an upside down kind of manner, and see his eyes drinking in the sight of me. His self-control amazed me. Had the situation been reversed, I would have been all over him! Guess that’s why he’s him and I’m me.
“Put it on now.” I didn’t need to hear that a second time.
Focusing on my own self for the next few minutes, I was very careful getting it on just right. I wanted it to look perfect for him. When I finished and turned to face him, I thought I was as close to it as I could ever get.
“It indeed looks good.” We both smiled.
He motioned to me, so I lowered myself to the floor and crawled towards him. Feeling the sway of my breasts and the carpet against my knees as I moved closer to him heightened my sense of just what I am for him.
I watched as he moved to stand, watched as his pants fell away and to the floor. My breath was caught in my throat as I reached up to touch the hardness of him. Coming up on my knees, I opened to take his pulsing, swollen member into my mouth. The way his hands felt on the back of my head as he pulled me into his body just made me go wild on his cock. My hands moved to the back of him, my fingers digging into the flesh of his ass, pulling him into me as he pulled me into him. The feel of his cock in my mouth felt glorious and so very right. The mouth fuck was just the way I needed it to be, a potent combination of human lust combined with animalistic craving. Every thrust of his hips met my mouth as it moved towards his body. I was consumed with the need to possess him even more, to leave my mark on him as his mark was stamped indelibly on my soul.
Moaning as he pulled away from me, I looked up at him. As he smiled down at me, he moved his hand to cup my cheek, his thumb gliding ever so softly against my lips. As I watched and felt, his expression changed. It darkened his features, this shift in face of his. This time when his hands came to my face, it was not to cup, but to squeeze none too gently. Both his thumbs came to alight on my lips, not to caress, but to rub and smear and cause pain. My head was trapped in his strong hands, my lips assaulted by his fingers. I winced, whimpered once in pain. One of his hands left the side of my head to reach around and fist in my hair, jerking my head back. His eyes devoured me down there on my knees below him.
I couldn’t help but scream out as he proceeded to drag me back towards the mirror by that fistful of hair. Upon reaching it, he hauled me to my feet so that I was standing next to him. Our reflection was vivid and wild. A large stain of red smeared around my mouth matched the same bright shade on the shaft of his cock.
“Now it looks absolutely perfect. Red has always been my favorite color.” He smiled and leaned down to kiss my clown-like colored mouth.
As his kiss began to take me on the trip of a lifetime, I made a mental note to go back to the boutique and buy every tube of Crimson Red lipstick they had in stock.
