Bathroom, Bedroom & Blindfold

by: Elizabeth <mailto:[email protected]>

 

Evelyn's brow furrowed as she sat hunched over a several large and very musty books she had brought home from the museum. So absorbed was she in her work that she didn't notice her husband until he was almost directly behind her desk chair.

 

"Hello darling..." she mumbled, never missing a beat. Moments passed without an answer. She stopped writing and turned in her chair to face him. "Darling?"

 

Rick was looking at her with the most peculiar expression. Then, slowly, he raised one finger to his mouth, motioning her to remain silent. She looked at him with a puzzled expression on her face. Slowly he brought his hand from behind his back to reveal the black sleep mask - the blindfold - he was holding, and motioned towards her with it. At first she did not understand his intention…but slowly realization dawned over her face as she gazed at the cloth, and then at him. She slowly smiled and nodded, as she turned back around in her chair and allowed him to place the cloth over her eyes.

 

After securing the blindfold, he leaned over to plant a kiss on her cheek, as he pivoted the chair around to face him. She smiled sweetly at him, her hands resting quaintly in her lap. He paused to smile at his wife lovingly for a moment, then took both of her hands in his and pulled her to her feet. He captured her smile with a kiss as he began to walk backwards, pulling her with him. He led her out of the library and up the stairs toward their bedroom.

 

Instinctively she knew when they had arrived in their private bathroom…she could smell the scented candles burning mixed with the aroma of their favorite bath salt. She smiled and he again kissed her as his hands found the bottom of her shirt and began to slowly move it upwards. She broke the kiss and obediently raised her arms so that he could carefully pull the garment off her body.

 

She heard the clothing softly hit the floor as he pivoted her around by her shoulders. She shivered as her husband traced a line of kisses down the nape of her neck. From behind her, his arms encircled her and squeezed her gently. After a moment, he allowed his hands slowly roam over her exposed chest. She sighed and leaned back into him as he kissed and touched her body.

 

Steadying her by her hips, he stepped back from her as he began a line of kisses down her back. She moaned softly as goose bumps sprang up on her arms. Seeing this, he smiled. She was so beautiful…I truly was his pleasure to pamper her in this way. His hands found the waistband of her pants, and he slowly pulled them down, following his hands with kisses down her legs. She smiled as he carefully helped her out of the legs of her pants, and rose up to stand behind her again and slip and arm around her waist. As he nibbled on her neck, he slowly raised one of her legs and guided her foot to rest on the edge of the tub. She shivered and leaned back into him as the cool air hit her now exposed flesh. His nibbling evolved into sucking as he traced his hand up the back of her thigh and slipped his finger into her very wet mound.

 

Evelyn moaned and nuzzled her head on his shoulder as he stroked her aroused flesh. He skillfully slid his finger into her and she shuddered. Hearing her moan, he felt his loins stir. God! If she only knew what those sounds she made did to him! He slid his finger out as he reclaimed her neck with his mouth. He then brought his hand up to lift her leg from the edge of the tub and guided her foot into the warm water.

 

She sighed as her foot hit the water and she adjusted her weight. Childlike, she allowed him to guide her into the tub and settle her into a sitting position. Obediently, wearing a small smile, she eagerly responded to his gentle prompts as he carefully washed her arms, back, legs and chest. She moaned as his soapy hands caressed her breasts and his fingers traced circles around her hard nipples. He kissed her hard as he pressed her wet body to him and she moaned deeper.

 

He broke the kiss, and with her hands in his, he drew her again to her feet. Carefully, with one soaped hand, he began to lather between her legs. Slowly he moved his hand back and forth, spreading the lather as she began to breathe heavily and shudder. He smiled as his dropped kisses on her nipples…he loved seeing her so aroused. Not wanting to end the fun so soon, he removed his hand and used the shower head to remove all traces of the soap.

 

Thoroughly cleaned and rinsed, Rick guided her out of the tub. He wrapped her in a warm towel and hugged her close to him. She sighed and laid her head on his shoulder. After a moment, he broke the embrace and began to dry his wife from head to toe. She, again, obediently submitted to his activities. Seeing her submissiveness made Rick's heart melt. The fact that this beautiful woman trusted and loved him enough to stand in front of him naked and blindfolded made his heart melt. He maliciously dried her flesh, planting kisses over her body as he did so. Once she was thoroughly dried, and even more aroused, he snuggly wrapped his wife in a robe and lead her towards their bedroom.

 

He guided her to a stop in the middle of the room and pulled her in for another kiss. As they explored one another's mouths, his hand dropped to unfasten her robe. Still kissing her, he slowly guided the robe off of her shoulders and allowed it to fall behind her. She shuddered in the cool air of the bedroom, and he again hugged her close. Feeling the material of his clothing heightened the sense of vulnerability the blindfold already induced, and she snuggled closer into her husband's chest. He led her over so that she was standing at the edge of the bed as he sat, and began to nuzzle and gently kiss her breasts. She shivered as her hands dove into his hair. His arms came around her and pulled her down on top of him as he leaned back on the bed. She sighed and kissed his cheek as he rolled her over and laid her on her back.

 

She lay there as her husband, again, explored every part of her body with his hands. When he finally claimed her mouth in a deep kiss, she was shaking with arousal and pulling at his clothes. Chuckling softly, he pried her clutched fingers from his shirt and delicately kissed her fingertips one by one. She moaned louder and squirmed on the bed. Leaving her hands to rest on her stomach, he leaned up to kiss her again. Her hands instinctively went up to cup his face as he did so. He broke the kiss and slowly moved his body down, taking care to rub the rough material of his tunics against her as he did. With a pillow he'd grabbed from the head of the bed, he lifted her hips and placed the pillow underneath, so that her most intimate spot was exposed to the cool air. She shuddered and sighed loudly.

 

Carefully, he positioned himself between her legs and gently rubbed his cheek against the inside of his wife's thigh. She jumped as though burned, moaning loudly. Again, he rubbed his cheek against her thigh, planting a small kiss there as he did so. She whimpered. Slipping one hand under her leg and around her waist, he leaned forward and carefully inserted his tongue into her warm flesh. She jumped as though she has been shot with electricity and she cried out, but he held her firmly down. Painfully slow, he began to move his tongue around exploring her warm folds: licking, sucking, kissing. Somewhere above him, her cries became louder and more desperate. Next to him, her thighs were shaking uncontrollably. Delivering one last kiss between her legs, he pulled himself back and climbed back up so that he was looking at his wife's gorgeous face.

 

She roughly pulled him down to her, and claimed his mouth in a kiss. On the edge of loosing control, she again began to claw roughly at his clothing…attempting to get at his flesh. This time he did not deny her. As her hands roamed over his body, he quickly pulled off his tunics and leggings and fell back upon her, moaning as his warm flesh came in contact with hers.

 

Limbs instantly entwined as they snuggled closer to one another, kissing and touching. He wrapped his arms around her and rolled her over so that she lay on top of him. She kissed him deeply, and his hands went up to cup her face. He broke the kiss, caressed her cheek with his knuckle, and pulled the blindfold over her head. She smiled, eyes shinning with love. She kissed him again, and nuzzled her cheek against his. She then sat up, straddling him as she did so. With a wicked grin, she reached back and guided his very firm shaft to her very wet opening. She gently pressed herself down on him, feeling every contour of him. He signed. She smiled as she gently squeezed his length inside her.

 

Slowly, she began to move her body, massaging him inside of her. His eyes never left his face as his hands explored her hips and breasts as she moved on top of him. She took all of him in, squeezed him, and leaned over to whisper in his ear.

 

"I love you."

 

He smiled and kissed her cheek, wrapping his arms around her.

 

Still leaning into him, she began to move her body again. Slowly, up and down, twisting her hips and squeezing him. He moaned and sighed as she moved. She raised herself up with her arms so that she was looking down at him as her movements became faster and more demanding. She groaned and shuddered as she came down to bury him fully inside of her.

 

Leaning over to catch her husband's mouth in another kiss, her movements became even more fevered. She broke the kiss and propped herself back up as she began to shake violently. She looked down at him…her eyes hazy with love and arousal. Suddenly, she bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut. Understanding how close she was, he reached up, and firmly planted his hands on her hips as she continued to massage his shaft with her body.

 

Panting heavily, she opened her eyes and looked at him again. He saw nothing in her face but pure love. Then it hit.

 

She cried out loudly as her whole body began to violently shudder. He held her fast around her waist as he felt her spasm all around his organ. His wife's body shook and contracted while he was inside her, bringing him to the very edge of his own orgasm. Suddenly, she slightly switched her position on top of him, and her body broke into a fresh round of spasms. That did it…he cried out and his shuddering matched hers as his release came.

 

When the world came back to them, they found themselves laying together, her still spread out on top of his body, her head nuzzled into his chest. His hand found the top of her head and was stroking her hair. She looked up at him. He smiled. She smiled back, and then a thoughtful look crossed her face. Suddenly, she gave him a hard look, and chuckled. She leaned over the side of the bed, and returned twirling the blindfold around one finger.

 

"Mr. O'Connell. I think you'd better return this sleep mask."

 

He looked shocked. Had she not enjoyed the fun they had just shared with said mask? "What?! Why?"

 

"Because it doesn't work properly." Her face broke out in a naughty grin, "When you put one of these on, you are supposed to go to sleep."

 

He grinned in an equally wicked way and kissed her. "Then I don't want one that works properly."

 

"Rick!" She gasped and giggled. "Naughty!"

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