A Moment in Time... Our Time
By
Boo
Just a little note from me to you, the reader, Boo is the name that my baby calls me and when he does, it sends shivers through my body and directly to my cock.
I had just finished the laundry, and after folding my husband's underwear, I found myself horny... horny for him. I glanced at the clock, ten after eleven, it read and I sighed. I would not make it until he got home. I began vacuuming our apartment and after dusting the place it was now five to twelve.
"Oh God I need you Christopher... now," I sighed, rubbing my swollen crotch.
I sat down on the sofa and flipped through the channels hoping to find a diversion that would take my mind of Christopher and keep it calm until he walked through the door. The first thing that I found was the Bachelorette, with all those hunky men.
"Wrong fucking channel Seth," I said aloud to myself and kept on surfing.
The next channel down was HBO and what came flaming across my screen, but a hunk of a vampire sucking on some dude's neck. My cock began oozing. I shut off the set and tossed the remote which bounced a little to hard, ok so it bounced really hard and landed in the fish tank.
"A shower, I'll take a nice cold shower and that'll calm all my testosterone," I said and wandered off to our bathroom. "I'll worry about the remote later, maybe the beta will want to watch something," I muttered.
I stripped of my clothes, which wasn't much because I loved to just walk around naked or in my boxer briefs. I slid my briefs down my legs, stepped from them and began fondling my dick.
"No... you are here to shower dummy not masturbate," I said turning on the cold water and adding just enough of the hot to take the sting from it.
I stepped under the spray, shivered profusely, and yelled out `what the fuck were you thinking', but my dick went immediately soft and shrunk. I stayed for a while longer and then panicked when I thought that I heard the door to our apartment close.
"Oh fuck, did I bother locking the door after he left," I asked softly, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around me.
I inched my way from the bathroom through our bedroom, hoping to surprise whoever it was that had snuck into the apartment. I tried to remember if Christopher had a work order in to have something repaired or not when I heard footsteps coming down the hall.
"Well if he's a rapist, he'll not have much to remove," I whispered as dread ran through me.
I froze right where I was standing. I looked around the room and spotted a baseball bat; grabbing it I stood ready to defend myself. I held the bat over my head; my heart was pounding so loud that I was afraid that whoever was sneaking down the hall would hear it.
"Gotcha sucker," I yelled leaping out from behind the bedroom door ready to lower the bat.
"Seth... what the fuck are you doing," Christopher asked, holding up his hands to defend yourself.
"Christopher... what are you doing home," I asked, lowering the bat and dropping it to the floor.
I rushed into his arms, my body was shaking so hard from the fear that had grabbed me that he just held me close.
"You have been on my mind all morning, so I told the boss that I was taking the rest of the day off," he said, tearing away the towel between us.
He lifted my chin and kissed my lips long and with a lingering pleasure, and of course it went directly to my dick. Yep you got it, it turned to stone.
"Is this allowed, you won't get fired for leaving early, will you," I asked, still tasting his lips on mine as I softly ran my tongue over them.
Christopher was everything that I had ever searched for in a man, and then some. He had something in his inner strength, and more, he had the ability to make my world his, and his world mine, and doing it with love and compassion.
"I can do as I want, I'm the office manager and besides, you are more important then some job," he whispered to me, stepping back and removing his shirt.
It might have been the way that he wore his pants, or maybe it was his naked chest, I wasn't sure at the moment what I liked more, but it certainly had to do with the way that I felt, crushed against him as he tried to lower me to the floor.
"Not here honey," I whispered against his full pouting lips.
You released me, catching my hand and leading me back to our bedroom with the towel remaining behind on the floor.
`Yep, a typical husband leaving things where he dropped them,' I thought looking back at the towel.
For the longest moment, he just stood there looking at me, and looking at me was more seductive than any touch could ever be. His eyes seemed to drink me in, and as he did, I came alive as I stepped into his embrace. Our lips locked passionately together, and I became instantly and desperately immersed in him, in every sensation that his touch brought.
I am never sure how we stumbled down onto the bed, but once there, we became a tangle of arms and legs, so eager to touch one another that we seemed a stream of fluid motion. He was a practiced and courteous lover, natural and easy in all of his movements, and with every caress. His fingers moved along my spine, cradling my ass to bring our flesh closer to one another. He was unhurried, careless of his own arousal as he kissed my shoulders, explored the lines of my neck, and then teased my nipples with his teeth and tongue.
"Oh God how you know how to pleasure me," I cry out, holding him to my breast as he sucked and nibbled on my nipple.
I moved against him as well, in wonder at the wall of his chest, at the feel of him, so responsive to the lightest pressure of my fingers, to a subtle kiss pressed here, there and everywhere upon him. I finally curled back into his arms, and he rose up and was inside me, and for moments... oh such long, glorious moments, I am just riveted by the pleasure of him being inside me, and filling me completely.
"Oh Christopher... I have needed this ever since you left this morning," I whisper, pulling his lips back to mine in a kiss that is so long and promising of the love that is to come.
I knew that such sweetness could not last too long, for the urge to move was strong, the urge to increase the friction and the madness rising within me... within him was too overpowering.
But he knew how to move. If there was a world beyond our bed, I didn't really care, for my world was Christopher and he was here with me, in me, and taking me into his world where nothing but us mattered.
For infinitely long, miraculously long minutes, there was nothing in the world but being with him, for me, feeling the sleek slide of his body against mine, with that remarkable intensity of his sex and the very simple wonder of being so excruciatingly intimate together.
Rising and falling, arcing and writhing, rolling and even laughing breathlessly, and then turning us over and finding our rhythm again. He held me above him, and his eyes caught mine, his hands slid from my hips, along my abs to my chest, pinching my nipples as I glided seductively up and down on his cock. Then his hands moved downward and I am lying beneath him again, with everything spinning and turning as he resumed that wonderful rhythm.
"Take us to paradise," I whispered, looking up into the depths of those beautiful green eyes that were alive for me, with me and because of me.
Christopher's thrusts became urgent, needy, and he caught me to him in a wild deep thrust and my world was illuminated with burst of light so bright that I closed my eyes as I climaxed, feeling his own climax as his cock throbbed its sweet elixir into me.
Our bodies were shuddering with spasms, his sweat covered body against mine as we rolled on the tide of our climax's sweet afterglow, our hearts pounding a staccato beat.
We collapsed on the sheets together, panting, as our fingers entwined and our hearts raced. I lay against him, feeling the air cool around me, he sighed, a happy and sated man.
"Did I do good," he asked, rising to an elbow, amused as he looked down into my sex glossed eyes.
I laughed softly, amazed by the deep, rich green of his eyes. "Do good... honey you totally blew me away," I said between pants.
I was still gasping for normal breathing when he was suddenly between my legs and his tongue is lapping up the cum that he had just deposited in me.
"Oh fuck yessssssssss... more... oh fuck babe eat me," I screamed as his tongue not only fucked my pussy, but slurped away his seed. "Fuck me sweetheart... oh God how I need you again," I begged and he was quickly inside me again.
An hour later we are both panting as we come down from our latest climax. He spooned me against his hard body and we fell into a wonderful and blissful sleep. Just before I drifted off, I thought, just another stupendous moment in time for us.