Mister And Ree : Tommorrow

The only way to deal with a problem was head on and that is what I was about to do. Graham had been having an affair for the past year while I milled about like a faithful puppy sleeping on the edge of his masters bed. Well no more. Examining my body in the mirror I overlooked the thin lines trailing my stomach like a map. The slightly drooping breast and just saw a bored housewife with a straying husband who didn’t actually look too bad. Cupping my breast, holding in my stomach I grinned. Sliding into the red crotchless satin thongs with a neat black bow on the back my clean shaven puss winked. Attaching the matching red bra I checked my reflection once more with a glint in my eye.

“What’s all that for. ” Spinning on my heels I disguised my shock since I hadn’t heard him enter too engrossed in my self.

“I’m not sure that’s any of your business. Since work is at the fore front of your mind. ” He lowered his head as I knew he would.

Seating myself on the edge of the bed slowing rolling the stockings up my thighs I waited for him to leave.

“Why must you do this Deliah. ” Innocently I covered my mouth while my intentions tingled the creases of my thighs. “I’m goingto fix the fridge I meant to do it two weeks ago.” Fanning him away I applied the red rouge I had saved for special occasions.

The wardrobe a paradise of garments held my gaze until a chill filtered down my spine. Ice, cold and wet sliding its way down my spine. Moaning unintentionally I buckled. “Come here. ” He growled in my ear making my heart sore as he carried me to the bed.

A cooler bucket of ice sat at the foot of the bed. He had come prepared doing as I was told I laid back for what looked like a prime time. Shifting my legs so they were spread eagle giving him full view of moisten cavern, a wicked smile curled his lips as from behind his back he produced a large chip of ice. trailing it up my right leg I wriggled while he restrained my left leg until the cool water dripped slowly on my clitoris. Neglecting the ice between my legs a small puddle of defrosted water mingled amidst my womanly juices beneath me.
“You like this. ” Nodding like a grateful child I accepted the rapidly defrosting ice between my lips sucking seductively while he peeled his shirt from his back and stepped out of his trainers.

Sliding between my legs he let his tongue play were the ice had rested licking the numbness from my swollen jewel. Cupping my buttocks pulling me closer to the warm gulf his mouth created, around my precious path his tongue twirled and flickered while my toes curled and the sheets crumpled. “Push it in. ” I purred my vioce no longer my own.

Flipping my onto my stomach I raise my butt arched my back and excepted the thick shaft ridge with pulsating veins and moaned. Gripping my waist he applied pressure slowly before ramming his length to the hilt, groaning with agony and pleasure I rocked on his manhood like a trained jockey. Although the heat between my legs still burned his premature ejaculation was brushed under the carpet as he feasted upon me until the ripples in my body ceased. Leaving him to shower I lay back on the bed an considered my early woes maybe Graham wasn’t so bad after all. Kissing him softly before he walked through the door his work unfinished I returned to my love den unable to scrape the smile off my lips.

Straightening the bed my orgasm rinsed from my body but still glowing in my face I heard the heavy footsteps in the passage way and tucked in the last corner. With a quick spray of my chanel perfume I greeted my husband as I always did conservativly dressed with a bright smile and kiss on the cheek.

“Did he come?”

“Who. ”

“My brother. To fix the fridge. ” He tutted.

“Oh yeah he just came but Ree needed him back home. You how the kids are.. ” Retreating downstairs to the kitchen I giggled like a naughty school girl as the broken fridge light flickered. There was always tomorrow.

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