He would be home any minute. Marlena loosely knotted the tie around her neck
and slipped into her stilettos. The more she thought of him, the wetter she got.
She wanted to feel his hands on her body. She needed to feel him inside her. She
wanted him.
John walked into the penthouse and tossed his briefcase on the table. Marlena
heard him from upstairs and started making her way out of the bedroom.
“Doc, I’m home.”
“And looking mighty fine I must say.” Her voice was deep and husky as she made
her way down the staircase.
He knew that voice, and he knew that he was going to have a very nice
evening. “Well, I try you know. Did you have a good day?” He smiled, knowing
she wanted him to turn around.
“I went shopping today. You wanna see what I bought for you?”
“Are you wearing it now?”
“As a matter of fact I am. Do you like it?”
He was picturing her in all kinds of racy lingerie, but was pleasantly surprised when
he turned around.
“So, do you like your new tie?” She walked toward him very slowly, swaying her
hips in a very seductive manner. “Oh gosh! I bet you thought I would have
something sexy on. Are you disappointed?” She ran her hands over his chest and
under his jacket pushing it off his shoulders and onto the floor.
“Disappointed… um, no, I’m not disappointed to find you standing here wearing
nothing more than a neck tie and some seriously sexy heels.” He ran his hand up
her thigh, only to have it smacked away.
“No, no. No touching!” She giggled at him, she knew how he hated not being
allowed to touch her.
“Now, why don’t you finish what I started. Take off all your clothes, then go sit on
the sofa.”
He quickly undressed and sat on the sofa as he was instructed. Marlena straddled
his lap and had to push his hands away again. “I told you, no touching! Do you
want me to go upstairs and get dressed?”
“Oh, God no. I’ll be a good boy.”
“Oh, I bet you will.” She leaned in very close to him. “Now, where was I? Oh yes, I
was just about to…” She kissed him very softly on the lips, and momentarily she
allowed his tongue to mate with hers. She raked her nails across his chest, eliciting
a deep moan from him. She quickly pulled back and smiled. “Would you like
something to drink? Are you hungry? I mean I should have something for my
husband to eat when he gets home from work!” She smiled, knowing she was
driving him crazy.
“I wouldn’t mind eating you right now, or just touching you would be good,” he
replied in extreme frustration.
“All in due time, sailor.” She kissed his face and neck while her hands roamed his
body.
He wanted to touch her so badly, but every time he tried she pushed his hands
away. After what seemed like an eternity of him clutching the cushions on the
sofa, as she toyed with his body, she spoke.
“I’m going to count to three, very slowly mind you. On the count of three, I want
you to fuck my brains out!”
“Are you ready?”
“Oh God..”
She leaned into him and gently tugged at his earlobe with her teeth. “One.” She
smiled and wondered if he would actually make it to three this time. If so, it would
be a first. She kissed her way up his neck and along his jaw line. She ran her hands
through his hair and kissed him gently on the lips. She quickly pulled back and
stood in front of him. She stood there for several minutes. He watched her hands
as they caressed her body, playing with her nipples. He was captivated as one
hand slowly made it’s way between her thighs. She never took her eyes off him.
“Can I…” He released his grip on the sofa and moved his hand toward his painfully
hard cock.
“No! You can’t touch yourself either. The only release you are allowed is when I
finish counting. I want all the frustration you are feeling right now to be taken out
on me!” She almost felt sorry for him, he wanted her so badly.
“Two.” She turned and started walking toward the stairs. He watched her walk
away, her ass looked amazing with those stilettos on. She could hear him stand up
and walk toward her. She turned to face him, “No! You must stay until I finish
counting…”
He continued walking toward her “You better finish counting, and now!”
She backed away quickly, knowing he wasn’t going back to the sofa, at least not
without her. “John! I mean it, I will go upstairs and get dressed. Either you sit back
down, or the game is over.”
He smiled the most devilish smile and lunged. She screamed and ran up the stairs
just ahead of him. She made it to the bedroom just in time to shut the door and
lock it.
“Unlock the door.”
“You want me bad enough, you’ll open it yourself!”
“When I get my hands on you…”
“Three!”
With one kick the door flew open and in he came. It all happened so fast. Before
she knew what was going on he had her pinned against the wall, kissing her, while
his hands tried to touch all of her all at once. She wrapped her leg around his
thigh and began to grind her hips into him.
“You drive me crazy!”
“Yeah well, you actually made it to three this time! So are you gonna take me to
bed and fuck me or what?”
He threw her onto the bed and used the necktie she purchased for him to tie her
hands to the bed. He took his time teasing her body. Touching her so gently,
while she was begging him to take her. She had made him suffer, now it was her
turn. He did the exact opposite of what she was expecting. He knew she wanted
it hard and rough, but he wanted to enjoy having her all to himself. He didn’t
have to be in a hurry… she wasn’t going anywhere.
“John… please… baby I want you.” Being able to feel how hard he was only
made her want him more. She spread her legs a little wider and bucked her hips
toward him. She was desperately trying to free her hands, to no avail. Him being
so gentle was driving her crazy. “Fuck me dammit!”
With one hard thrust her demand was met. He allowed only a few seconds to
adjust before he started pounding her. The harder he drove into her, the better.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her heels into his buttocks. He
slammed into her and stopped moving. Her eyes opened wide “John!” She tried
to move her hips against him, but was unable to move since he had his full weight
on her.
“How does it feel to want something so badly and not be able to do anything to
get it?” She shivered, as he whispered into her ear… his breath was so hot against
her skin. He remained motionless inside her. His only action was sucking and biting
her neck.
“John, please!”
“How about this, I’m gonna count to three, very slowly mind you, and then I’ll
fuck your brains out. How does that sound?”
“Oh God, you can’t be serious! I can’t take this much longer. I need you moving
inside me… please.” She tightened her muscles around him, he rewarded her with
a sharp intake of air and deep moan. That always worked.
He locked his eyes with her and slowly began rocking his hips. “Keep your eyes
open.” He began thrusting harder and faster and could feel her muscles
tightening around him. She came hard moments later screaming his name, and
he continued thrusting hard and fast until he could hold off no more. With one
final thrust he exploded inside her, filling her with his hot cum then collapsing on
top of her.
“John”
“Uh huh”
“Can you untie me?”
“I dunno. I kind of like having you tied up like this. I mean, my very own, sexy as
hell, sex slave.”
“John Black!”
“Okay, okay. I’ll release your hands under one condition.”
“I’m almost afraid to ask.”
“Well, we’ve just had amazing sex.” She smiled as he raised his eyebrow and
winked at her. “Now I want to make love to my wife. I want to take my time,
enjoying every inch of your body.”
“Well now, that’s an offer I cannot refuse.”
THE END
The Jarlena Journal 