Marlena pulled the little black Mercedes coupe into her parking space. She cut the engine and sat there for a moment and sighed. She was exhausted. Work had been so hectic these past few weeks for both her and for John and they’d had very little time together.
She gathered her belongings and got out, slowly sauntering to the elevator. She pushed the button and stepped inside, leaning against the wall and watching the doors close and feeling the car start it’s ascent. This would be the first weekend they both had off together and she wanted to just spend it at home alone, with John. She looked at her watch. It was a little early for John to be home yet, and she couldn’t wait to get into a nice relaxing shower and then into something more comfortable while she waited.
The doors opened and she went into the penthouse. The lights were on, so someone had to be here. ”
John?” she called out but got no answer.
Well, maybe she’d forgotten to turn the lights out this morning when she’d left for the hospital. She put down her purse and her briefcase and kicked off her shoes, stooping to pick them up before heading up the stairs.
Her blouse was halfway undone by the time she made it to their bedroom. She turned on the light and noticed a small black bag with a white envelope resting against it. Now that definitely wasn’t here this morning, she thought, as she approached the foreign bag. The envelope read ‘Marlena’ in John’s handwriting.
Marlena smiled as she picked up the envelope and tore it open. “I want you to take this bag and go downstairs to the lobby as soon as you finish reading this. There is a limo waiting for you downstairs that will take you to the airport, where the company jet is waiting. There will be another limo waiting for you when you arrive. Once at your destination, check in and the concierge will help you get settled in. You don’t need to pack; everything you’ll need is in the bag. No peeking now and no touching yourself either. You’re just going to have to trust me.” John drew a little smiley face, then, “All my love, John.”
Marlena did remember seeing a limousine parked out the front of the building when she arrived home. She redid the buttons of her shirt. Her fingers trembled, fumbling with the buttons. Marlena wondered what on earth John had in store for her. She slipped her shoes back on and picked up the small black bag. She noticed a small padlock on the zipper; John wasn’t kidding about the ‘no peeking’ rule.
Being locked out of the bag made her defiant streak emerge and she wanted to break his other rule and touch herself. There wasn’t any padlock on that! Sh laughed to herself. He did know her so well; if that lock wasn’t there she would have most assuredly looked inside the bag, her curiosity always getting the better of her. She grinned and slid her hand down the front of her skirt until it came to rest against her rapidly dampening panties.
Marlena thought of what was to come at the end of her flight, finding out her destination and finally seeing John again. She pressed against the silk fabric, softly rubbing her already swollen lips, a tiny moan escaping her as she thought of John’s mouth on her. His tongue swirling and twisting over her aching clit. Flicking and darting as she moved her hips in order to grind against his mouth.
She pressed harder against her now soaked panties, her eyes closed and her head slowly tilting back. She could feel his hot breath on her, feel his searing tongue lapping relentlessly. Her fingers moved faster and her moans grew louder as she rubbed and envisioned John. Her fingers running through his hair as he consumed her. Marlena could feel her orgasm welling deep inside her, the burning sensation of intense need. She thought of how good he felt, and how much she loved it when he made love to her with his mouth. Marlena pressed her fingers harder as she rubbed. Her paced quickened and she began to shudder, “Oh god, John!” she cried out as she soaked herself even more.
She felt dizzy and euphoric, still daydreaming of John. She slowly came back down to earth and went into the bathroom to quickly wash up. She didn’t want to think about John anymore, she wanted to be with him. As she changed her panties a smile crept across Marlena’s face at the thought of how she had broken his rule and what punishment might be in store for her if he were to find out. The idea was making her wet again and she grabbed the bag and dashed downstairs.
She snatched her jacket from the coat tree, nearly pulling it over and bolted out the door. Marlena nearly knocked poor old Mrs. Fitzsimmons as she sprinted through the lobby and to the waiting limousine outside. The ride to Salem Airport seemed to take forever as she fidgeted in the leather seat wondering where she was going. Marlena always loved John’s surprises and maybe a weekend away from home was a better idea after all. Cuts down on phone calls and unexpected visitors, she laughed to herself.
Once at the Salem airport, Marlena was whisked to the Basic Black jet and was immediately prepared for take off. She knew better than to ask where she was going. She was sure that John had sworn the flight crew to secrecy.
She decided to enjoy her ride, and she made herself comfortable on the sofa and turned on a movie. The flight was longer than she’d expected and she was more tired than she thought and soon Marlena drifted off to sleep.
She began to dream of John; he was on a remote tropical beach, wearing a black Speedo and a smile. His beautifully sculpted body tanned and wet from the ocean as he ran towards her, then scooping her up into his arms and kissing her passionately. “Oh John, I love you baby,” Marlena said lustily in her sleep as her dream continued.
After a long make out session they were about to make love when Marlena felt a hand on her shoulder and she jolted from sleep. “We’ve arrived, Mrs. Black,” the pilot informed her and she sat there for a moment trying to wake.
“Where are we?” she asked sleepily. The pilot smiled as he proceeded to prepare the doorway. “I think that will be readily apparent once you’re off the plane Mrs. Black.” He smiled back at her. “Your limousine is here, enjoy your stay.” Marlena smiled back politely.
“Thank you, I’m sure I will.” As the pilot deplaned, Marlena took her bag and stood up, straightening her hair and clothes. “I know I will if John has anything to do with it.” She smiled and strolled off the airplane.
She wasn’t in a tropical paradise like the one in her dream. There were palm trees however. It was the desert; she was in Las Vegas. She crawled into the limo and sat back, a huge smile pasted on her lips. John always was full of surprises, and that idea made her grow wet again. She knew she’d see him soon.
She peered out the window at Vegas by day, the tourists, the hookers, and the professional gamblers. All that power and money baking in the heat. They arrived at the hotel, and she did as John had instructed and checked in. The concierge immediately pulled out the red carpet and treated her like royalty.
She went into the beautiful suite and looked for John but there was no sign of him. Just two more envelopes lying one atop the other on a silver platter at the foot of the bed. The one on top was marked #1. Fresh flowers adorned the room and their scents filled the air. Marlena breathed in deeply, closing her eyes for a moment to bask in the beauty of their aroma.
Marlena opened it as she stretched out across the king size bed to read it. “Okay, now that I have you here, I want you to take a shower. Take the money in the other envelope and go downstairs and have a massage. Then I want you to go get your hair and nails done in the salon. Once you’re finished there,go to the little dress boutique they’ll have the dress I’ve chosen for you ready and waiting. Then go lingerie shop and pick out something nice to wear under it, some stocking would be a nice touch.” John had inserted another little smiley face.
“Continue to the shoe store and pick out the appropriate shoes, you won’t be doing too much walking tonight, hint, hint.” Another little smiley followed it. Marlena giggled and rolled over onto her back as she continued to read, though John’s poor handwriting made it difficult. “Then I want you to go back up to the room and put everything on. When you’ve finished, there will a little something waiting on the bed that will complete your outfit. Once you’ve finished go back downstairs and hale a taxi to this address… I’ll be waiting.”
Marlena smiled, she unzipped her skirt and wriggled it off, kicking it off the bed, her half-slip quickly following. She quickly undid the buttons of her blouse and sent it to meet her skirt and slip. Her garter belts and hose were the next to follow. She lay back on the soft suede bedspread, luxuriating in the feel of it against her bare skin. She wanted to be with John so she jumped and padded off to the shower, shedding her bra and panties along the way.
The bathroom was a dream, everything in black marble with gold fixtures. An enormous bathtub sat raised and hidden behind a large etched glass enclosure.
She stepped inside and climbed the stairs up into the tub. She smiled and thought of what fun she and John could have in this tub. She turned on the shower, getting the water just as hot as she could possibly endure. She didn’t want anything cooling her down, not yet.
She took the shower massager and set it to pulsate, and she let the water run down her neck and back. She could feel it tingling between the cheeks of her ass, stinging just slightly from the heat. A sinful little smile slowly arose as she thought of ways John could make her ass cheeks tingle and sting. An even more deliciously wicked thought crossed her mind and it made her entire body quiver at just the idea.
Marlena let the shower massager drift slowly downward until it was pulsating against her lips. She inhaled sharply as the hot water seared her tender flesh, and she moved her other hand down to part her lips just slightly, allowing the hot, spurting water to reach her sensitive clit. She slumped back against the cool tiles as she allowed the massager to make her cum again. Once she regained control she quickly finished her shower.
She looked at herself in the mirror. She was such a bad girl, and she grinned, a slight blush invading her cheeks. She would be in so much trouble if John found out about this, but that thought made her smile even more. She quickly got herself ready to go downstairs for her massage and then off to the salon before that little shopping excursion.
Marlena was thoroughly enjoying herself as she wandered through the shops. Her hips swaying a little more than normal, her nipples hard and showing through her blouse, her pheromones were kicking into high gear the closer the time drew to seeing John. She finished all her errands like a good girl and went back to the room to put everything on. She wriggled into the tight black dress that John had picked out for her. It was quite snug and quite short, leaving very little to the imagination, she thought as she admired herself in the mirror.
Once she had finished she went over the black velvet jewelry box that had been sitting on the bed when she came back to the room. Marlena opened it to find a delicate string of pearls and matching earrings. She put them on and smiled at John’s remarkably good taste when it came to these kinds of things.
The shoes she’d chosen with his hints in mind, were black satin, with four-inch heels, and she hoped she wouldn’t fall and break her neck getting to him. Marlena checked her hair and make up once more in the mirror and went downstairs to hale a taxi. She gave the driver the address John had written down.
It seemed to take forever to get there. The cab finally pulled up in front of a quaint little Italian restaurant, but John was nowhere in sight. She paid the driver and went inside. The maitre d` smiled. “Mrs. Black?” Marlena nodded and was taken to a secluded back table where John sat smiling.
When Marlena’s eyes caught sight of John sitting there in that black suit and tie, his face beaming, her stride instantly changed and her saunter became much more seductive the closer she got to him. John noticed it, along with every other man nearby, but John knew it was solely for his benefit and he was thoroughly enjoying every glorious second of her performance. He watched as her breasts jiggled just enough, and the dress rode up nicely, exposing her upper thighs. John stood up and gallantly seated her; he sat down and looked at her, the pride and pleasure in his eyes apparent. Marlena loved that look; she’d do anything to keep that look on his face at least for the remainder of tonight.
“Doc,” he sighed. “You’ve outdone yourself.” He couldn’t believe how good she looked. From the tip of her head to the tip of her toes she was purely exquisite. Marlena smiled and thought of how lucky she was to have him as her husband. A man who took the time to think out and arrange such a sexy rendezvous for his wife made her feel like the luckiest woman on earth. She’d heard so many women complain about how after a time their husband’s stopped paying attention to them, and stopped thinking about them altogether. Not John Black; he grew more handsome and sexy, thoughtful and caring with each passing day. Something Marlena was entirely thankful for.
The waiter poured the champagne and John noticed the young man admiring Marlena, and he could see the men sitting close by stealing glances at her. John ignored them. They could look, what man wouldn’t want to look at her? But she was clearly his and he was the benefactor of her rapt attention. At long last when the waiter tore himself away from staring at her, John leaned in and kissed her. It was a tender but slightly possessive kiss; Marlena loved it when he got possessive. His hand moved to grip her thigh lightly, slowly moving upwards.
John could feel a slight tremor surge through her, as he grew closer to his intended destination. Marlena’s legs opened wider to permit his advances further. The tablecloth made a nice blind for their activities. John looked at her and smiled, his hand just inches away. Marlena could feel how wet she was becoming, she could feel her nipples hardening, straining against the lacy fabric of her bra.
How she longed to have John’s hands on her breasts, his fingers toying with her nipples before taking each one into his mouth. She could feel her wetness seeping out onto her outer lips; the sheer, lacy thong doing little to stop the air from touching her dampness, causing her to shiver and goose bumps to appear.
John was enjoying himself at the moment, watching her squirm as his fingertips lightly grazed across her panties. Marlena bit her lower lip to stifle a moan. She looked up at him, and her eyes were smoldering hazel pools of dissolute pleasure as she waited for him to touch her again. John loved how the prim and proper Dr. Marlena Evans had a licentious side when it came to him and he loved bringing out the salacious nature in her. His hand remained, much to Marlena’s dismay, just at bay, failing to touch her again.
All through dinner and dessert John sat smiling. He hadn’t touched or kissed her since and it was driving Marlena absolutely crazy. She wanted to feel his hands on her, his mouth. She wanted him to throw her down on the table and fuck her right here in the restaurant… well, not really, but the sooner the better as far as she was concerned. When it was finally time to go, John decided he wanted to walk for awhile. It was dark now and the city was alight. Marlena was really only interested in getting back to the hotel, but she took John’s arm and strolled along beside him. She regretted choosing those four-inch heels now; her feet were beginning to kill her.
John rambled on about how alive Vegas was, how thrilling and intoxicating the city was. All the while he was keeping a careful eye on Marlena. He knew she didn’t want to walk and her feet must be killing her in those shoes. Her expression said she was anxious and bored and her occasional grimace he attributed to the shoes. He knew she’d wanted him to touch her again back at the restaurant and he knew it drove her mad because he wouldn’t. John was acutely aware of all of this. His cock had been throbbing so hard during dinner that he could scarcely eat and it was all he could do not to touch her again and again.
When he thought she’d had enough, he made a motion behind him that Marlena was unaware of, and soon a limousine pulled up along side them. John opened the door and helped her inside; she nestled in next to him. She caressed his handsome face and smiled, bringing her lips to his. John took her mouth with his and his tongue thrust past her trembling lips, frantically searching out her tongue. Marlena returned his kiss, yielding to his passion.
He tore his lips from hers at last and looked down at her, her lipstick smeared, the hem of her dress hiked dangerously high. She looked a little slutty, John thought and he liked it. “Any more envelopes?” Marlena joked.
“No, now that you’re here I can tell you in person.” Marlena wriggled closer. “Tell me what?” John had this all planned out in his head. “I want you to get down on the floor between my legs and unzip my pants. I want you to take my cock out and play with it a little and then I want you to suck me.” Marlena’s heart pounded. How could she deny his request?
She smiled and quickly moved to a kneeling position on the floor in front of John. Looking up at him she followed his instructions to the letter. First she stroked him very lightly, her fingertips sweeping ever so lightly over his almost fully erect cock, just enough to tease and torment him. John wanted more and he bucked his hips. She slowly increased the pressure, stroking him with both hands.
Rubbing over the head, smearing his pre-cum all the way down to his balls. She rubbed them and cupped them in her hand, as John’s eyes fluttered shut and his head dropped back to rest against the seat. She looked up at his beautiful face, contorted with pleasure, the pleasure she was giving him. Marlena loved giving him pleasure, she gently squeezed his balls and John moaned, her other hand continuously pumping his now rigid cock.
“Oh yes baby, yes,” John muttered. Marlena leaned in and placed a light kiss on the tip, and she watched as John’s body jerked as if he’d been given an electrical shock. She wet her lips again and gave him another. John’s entire body tensed as he felt her warm, soft lips touching him. He could feel the heat of her breath surrounding his throbbing cock, making it twitch violently in her hand.
Marlena wanted this to be good for him so she was pulling out all the stops and employing every trick she knew would delight him. She placed both hands on his shaft again, steadily stroking him faster and harder as she rubbed her lips over the head. Again John moaned and his hips raised up off of the seat. She knew he wanted her to take him in her mouth now and suck him dry, but she wanted to prolong this just a little longer. She poked her tongue out and flicked the tip, and John shuddered. Pleased with that reaction she flicked her tongue along the little crease in the head, making his hips buck again.
She continued to pump him as she slid her tongue over and over the tip of his cock. Marlena savored the taste of his pre-cum on her tongue, licking it greedily from her lips. Snaking her tongue slowly and skillfully downward, making sure to cover every single centimeter of his mouthwatering penis. She licked his balls and John groaned loudly, his hands going to her hair, caressing gently. Marlena continued to lick his balls for a moment before slowly working her way back. Her red-hot tongue, darting everywhere, coating his cock with her saliva. She ran her hands through it, making them slide more easily as John moaned his approval. Once she’d reached the tip of his cock again, flicking her tongue against it, pressing harder and harder as her hands stroked him.
John couldn’t take it anymore, his fingers ran through her long blond mane and grasped on tightly, pulling her down on his cock. Pushing past her lips, feeling her warm wet mouth enveloped him. Once he was inside her mouth, he relinquished his grip on her hair and let her go back to taking care of business. It made Marlena so wet when he did those kinds of things, that she moaned against him as her mouth engulfed him. Sucking him in as deeply as she possibly could, Marlena used her hands and mouth in unison. John groaned, his hips thrust upwards, pushing further into her mouth as his hands gently held her head. John pushed into her mouth again and again, fucking it.
Marlena did her best to suck him hard and deep, each time he gently entered her mouth. She could tell from his breathing and his groans that this was bringing him great pleasure and she tried to stay as still as possible.
Suddenly without warning John pushed her off him, quickly putting his cock back in his pants. Marlena wondered if he was teasing her, and she tried to stop him from zipping his pants up but John told her “No!” Pushing her hands away.
“What’s wrong baby? Please, I don’t want to stop,” she frantically pleaded with him. John pulled her up into the seat next to him and looked at her.
She had no idea how good she was at that. He didn’t want to cum yet, there was more in store for them tonight. He didn’t say anything, his hand tenderly caressing her cheek and he put his lips to hers in a long, sultry kiss.
The kiss was ended when the driver informed them that they were at the hotel. They got out, and Marlena could feel her wetness sliding between her thighs as she walked alongside John, her slender hand disappearing into his over-sized palm. When the elevator arrived, they got on and John placed Marlena in front him, wrapping one of his sturdy arms around her waist and pulling her back tightly against him. Marlena nestled against him, feeling his raging hard-on pressing into her ass. She smiled and wriggled against him making him groan out loud, which in turn caused everyone on the elevator to look at John, and at the two of them.
Once everyone went back to looking straight ahead again, John leaned down and kissed Marlena’s neck gently, then without warning he bit her, not too hard, but enough to make her gasp aloud. Again all eyes were on them.
Marlena was dripping wet and certain everyone in the elevator could smell it. She blushed as everyone’s gaze turned away slower this time. Thankfully they reached their floor. Their suite wasn’t far from the elevators. John used the card key and pulled Marlena inside. He pushed her back against the wall and smashed his lips to hers. Marlena moaned into his mouth as his lips painfully crushed against hers. John pressed her into the wall even more, his cock pressing into her lower stomach, causing Marlena to press her hips into him.
John quickly pulled away from her. “Take your clothes off, but leave your bra and panties on.” His voice was commanding and it made Marlena shiver. He moved over and sat down on the edge of the bed to watch. Marlena moved in front of him, the room barely lit by the security lights cutting through the slightly opened drapes. She stared into his eyes as she slowly and meticulously unzipped her dress. She wriggled out of it and laid it carefully over the back of a nearby chair. John sat quietly watching her remove her garter and stockings.
Marlena took her time rolling down her stockings, her eyes never leaving his as he watched her, examined her. It made her body tingle and feel so alive to have his eyes scorching her flesh. When she’d finished she came and stood before him, waiting to hear what he wanted next. John was quiet for a long while, and Marlena moved closer, wanting him to touch her, but he didn’t. “Have you been a good girl?” Marlena’s heart stopped. She wasn’t expecting that question to arise at this point in the game. Her eyes darted away.
John noticed how quiet she became and how she now avoided his gaze. It was just as he had suspected. He’d known when he wrote that note that she would disobey him, it was in her nature to test her limits, especially with him.
John fought back a grin of pleasure as he thought of his punishment for her infraction. Just as he’d known she’d do it, he’d chosen what he was going to do to her because of it.
“Answer me,” John barked sternly, making Marlena jump.
“Well… um… no… not exactly,” she stuttered as she fidgeted, still looking at the ground. “What did you do?” John looked at her with mock indignation.
Marlena wanted to laugh. Here she was nervous about admitting to her husband, the man she’d loved and known intimately for years, that she had masturbated.
She was actually blushing and John could clearly see it. This thrilled him to no end to know he could still make her nervous and embarrassed after all these years.
“Well?” He continued to play the part.
“I… uh… well, you see…” John put his hand up to silence her. Marlena wanted to kick him in the shin right now for torturing her like this… for dragging this out. She knew he wanted to hear her say it, to tell him she’d masturbated against his wishes, not once, but twice. “Did you touch yourself?” John waited for an answer, and Marlena knew she wasn’t getting out of this. She swallowed hard and nodded. John again feigned shock.
“Tell me about it.” He settled back, waiting to hear all the graphic details.
Marlena blushed again and again fought the urge to kick him, hard. She felt flushed and her knees wobbled as she slowly began to speak. “I touched myself… I masturbated.” She still wasn’t going to look at him.
Chapter 2
John could hardly contain his grin as he watched the bright crimson blush inundate her cheeks. Marlena’s arms were folded across her chest in a defensive posture, obscuring John’s view of her breasts, much to his dismay.
“Yes, go on.” He brought his index finger to his chin and tried to look authoritative and he quietly waited, as he watched her squirm just a little. He’d known right from the start, from the second he’d written that note that she would defy him. He was counting on it.
Marlena’s eyes darted here and there around the hotel room, never remaining fixed on any single object and never looking at John. She knew she wasn’t getting out of this. She could feel how soaked her panties were now, her inner thighs were slick as she fidgeted for a moment. “That’s it,” she said.
“I’ll be the judge of that.” John’s voice was low and commanding.
Marlena shivered. “When did this happen?” he inquired. John fought hard to suppress a smile as he marveled at what a dichotomy she was. At times she was a bawdy temptress, brazen and sultry. Other times she could be an angelic, shy, innocent schoolgirl. Each of them excited John beyond all his comprehension and reason, and he contained a groan as he felt his cock painfully throbbing in his trousers. He didn’t even mind the rare occasions when she was an ice princess in severe need of a meltdown. Marlena excited John like no other woman… she had no idea the real effect she had on him.
This torment was driving her insane and it would be over soon, she hoped. “Before I left Salem.” She blushed again although she had no clue why. “After you’d read my note?” He raised up on his elbow, and he couldn’t repress his smile any longer.
Marlena was tiring of this little game so she decided to try and turn the tables and torment her tormentor. She collected herself and slowly turned her gaze to him.
John sat suspended as her huge hazel eyes slowly raised to peer up at him from behind those long lashes that exquisitely framed them. She took his very breath.
The corners of her mouth slightly upturned in positively wicked little smirk. His entire being ached to be with her, longed to connect with her, to be inside her, to be one with her, to simply love her. He swallowed hard and tried to gather his thoughts, even though her burning gaze and provocative expression were making that harder and harder, in more ways than one.
“What did you do exactly?” he said clearing his throat nervously as she gave him a little wiggle of her hip and thigh and a quick little wink. “Well…” Her voice was husky and confident. “I slid my hand down my skirt and I slowly rubbed my clit through my panties.” She inched a little closer to him, her voice lowering. “Lightly at first, as I thought of you licking and sucking me. Then harder and faster as I imagined your mouth on me, so hot, so hot.” Her voice was barely a whisper now and it made John tremble. Marlena smiled, she knew she had John right where she wanted him now, in the palm of her hand.
“Then I pushed hard and I came as I called out your name… Oh, John.” Marlena’s voice was lusty and soft, and she gasped slightly as she said his name. It almost caused John to cum in pants, no assistance required. Marlena could see him shudder and she decided to go in for the kill. “And then…” John’s heavy lidded eyes flashed at hers. “You did it again?” The shock wasn’t quite so feigned this time. “Oh yes.” Marlena’s voice was lurid and enticing, her honied words fell in thick droplets and John could taste each one on his lips, so sweet. His bedroom blue eyes fell shut as he drank in each delicious morsel.
“When?” John heard himself ask. He hadn’t consciously asked the question, his eyes still closed, ready to hear the rest of her story. “Here, in Vegas. I was in the shower.” Marlena could hear John’s breathing increase, she could see his nostrils flaring, see his tightly pursed lips and clenched fists as he struggled to maintain what was left of his self control. “It felt so good.” She spoke softly and slowly. “I let the shower massager pulsate on my skin, the water was so hot. I thought about you being in this shower with me and I let it move down my body.”
John’s breath came in short little pants, every muscle in his body
quivering
uncontrollably. “I moved it slowly across my breasts. It felt so good, almost like your hands were on me. Then slowly down my stomach, almost matching the heat inside me, until it passed across my lips and then I just couldn’t resist.” That did it, John was over the edge and his cock hadn’t been touched. “Oh god, Doc!” He moaned loudly as he felt himself twitch and jerk violently in his trousers.
His head rolled back his eyes closed in opulent pleasure. His body shook and convulsed as he felt himself spurting onto his underwear.
John had only ever experienced this phenomenon with Marlena. She could make him cum and cum hard without every laying a hand on him or without him touching himself. It took John several minutes to come down from the mountain top. The smile on Marlena’s face said she’d gotten the upper hand in the situation and felt herself firmly in control now. She stood just a hair’s breath away from him now, her perfume mixing with her scent flooding his nostrils. She was so intoxicating, so breathtaking, so bewitching… John’s heart still pounded away in his broad chest.
When his eyes finally opened again he saw the look on her face, and he knew exactly what she was thinking. She had gotten the best him, but only for that moment. John got up off the bed and moved away from Marlena. She stared back at him in disbelief. John was taking back control. “You’ve been a bad girl and you do realize that I’m going to have to punish you, don’t you?”
His eyes were narrow and his mouth fixed as he calmly spoke. Marlena laughed lightly, both from nervousness and from anticipation but said nothing. “Well, do you?”
John barked a bit and made her jump. “Yes, I understand.” She couldn’t wipe the smile from her lips. She could feel herself dripping now.
Now it was John’s turn to sport a wicked smirk as he knew just what he was going to do with this bad little girl of his. “Sit down.” His tone was demanding and Marlena immediately sat down on the edge of the bed and looked up at John who stood several feet away from her. He began to unbutton his dress shirt, taking his time with each one, slowly, carefully until the last one had been undone. He moved to take the cufflinks from each sleeve, methodically closing each one and placing it on the night table. Then he undid the buttons of on each cuff and as he grasped the open sides of his shirt he turned slowly around until his back was to Marlena.
She grumbled but he wasn’t listening and he slowly removed his shirt and folded it neatly and placed it on the chair in front of him. Marlena watched as he slowly, excruciatingly slowly, undressed before her, her clit throbbing in time with every beat of her heart, as her pulse raced and she unintentionally opened her legs.
She watched as John moved over to a suitcase and removed a pair of boxers. She heard his belt being unbuckled and the zipper of his fly being undone. The very thought of it made her mouth and pussy water. She couldn’t help herself and she let her hand slide slowly up her inner thigh as she watched.
John pulled his pants and his soiled boxers down and stepped out of them and right into the new pair he’d removed from the suitcase. Marlena groaned her protest, her hand continuing to move up her thigh. He removed everything from his pockets and his belt and neatly folded both his boxers and his trousers and laid them on top of his shirt. He picked up the tidy little bundle and went to the luggage rack near the bathroom. He pulled the dry cleaning bag down and placed his clothes in it. Marlena watched as he moved, his gorgeous body moving with such precision, such grace. In the mirror John caught sight of what Marlena was up to.
“Stop right there.” He looked at her reflection in the mirror. Marlena’s hand froze and she shivered. John turned and walked to the desk, picking up his keys he walked slowly to the little black bag she’d been instructed to bring. He found the small key that fit the padlock and he removed it. Marlena watch enthralled, excited to finally see what was in this mystery bag. John search through the bag until he found what he was looking for, then he turned and slowly walked towards Marlena. She couldn’t make out what he had in his hand, it was small and black.
John stopped short of touching her, she could now see he held a black blindfold in his hands. He moved to place it gently around her eyes as Marlena sat there.
Quivering.
But I want to see.” Marlena protested with a slight whine, her lower lip protruding with perfection in a fetching little pout as John finished tying the blindfold. He stepped back to relish the view before him. She was stunning beyond compare.
She wasn’t just aesthetically pleasing to the eye, her every movement, every posture was magnificently etched with beauty, grace and sensuality.
Sitting there on the edge of the bed, in her black bra and panties, just waiting for him, all for him. He grinned broadly when he thought of how the matching black blindfold made a nice touch to her attire as it lay against her golden hair.
“Bad girls don’t get what they want.” His voice was low and stern be he was smiling from ear to ear, thankful she could no longer see him. Marlena shivered and felt herself growing even wetter as his words reverberated through her head. She could feel her nipples growing harder, pressing into the material of her bra, tantalizing them even more. She wondered what glorious punishment he had for her egregious offense. The mere idea of it was exhilarating in itself, but not knowing what was in store for her made it all the more intriguing.
Marlena’s clit throbbed mercilessly, screaming for his touch, while she sat there doing nothing while John continued looking at her. She knew he was, she could feel his eyes all over her. She was tired of waiting, every fiber of her being begged for his touch, his kiss, his cock. That wicked little smirk reappearing as a naughty thought crossed her mind and her hand slid up over her thigh. She wanted to be touched by him now, even if she had to drive him to do it.
John felt his cock promptly rising again as he watched her hand slide slowly up her thigh. He watched as she came dangerously close to her crotch, and he saw the wicked little grin. He remained silent for the moment, not wanting to relinquish the lovely spectacle she was making of herself, but he knew if she didn’t stop, he wouldn’t be able to. “Stop!” He growled in a low bark. Marlena jumped but her hand did not move, she brushed her fingertips lightly across the soaked crotch of her panties and over her other thigh before returning.
Again, Marlena’s fingers swept over her saturated crotch, this time provoking a little moan as she thought of John standing there watching her touch herself. She had hoped her little display would push him over the edge and wouldn’t be able to resist any longer. She was almost right, she did have John in quite a lather and that moan threatened to melt what was left of his resolve. But he wasn’t about to let her win, not yet anyway. He turned and went again to the little black bag, and he removed the item he was looking for and quietly walked over to her. He watched as her fingers touched where he longed to touch, to taste, to be.
He reached down and snatched her hand away. “It would seem that you’ve learned nothing from your previous mistakes.” Marlena gasped, every nerve in her body burned with desire, with need for him. She thought she heard a faint jingle beside her as he roughly snatched her other wrist into the same enormous hand.
Marlena gasped again and she could feel herself drenching her panties even further. “I think I should restrain you.” John’s voice was attempting to sound menacing, but Marlena could hear the smile behind the words.
John swiftly slipped a leather cuff around one of Marlena’s slim wrists. She could hear the velcro closing, feel the soft leather against her wrists and it made her tremble and smile. John moved her arms above her head and proceeded to attach it to the headboard while Marlena relaxed and moved up more to help him. These were the same leather cuffs he’d bought and brought with him to the Salem Inn awhile back. Marlena fought to hold back a little giggle as she thought of John’s seemingly increasing penchant for hotel rooms and bondage, not that she was complaining.
Once he had secured her, John again stepped back to admire her, his cock pushing against the silk boxers, pointing right at it’s intended target.
John slipped out of those boxers and tossed them on the chair. He wanted to bring his cock to her mouth and rub it over her lips before he slowly fed it to her. John’s breathing increased as he inched closer to her. He knew if he did it he might cum again and then he would be pretty much done for the night, but oh the idea was so tempting. He knew she’d take him in her mouth and gobble him up, and he knew she’d like that too much. He stepped closer to her now, his cock just inches away from the precious mouth of hers.
He wanted to feel it just once and he couldn’t resist. He took his thick, hard cock in his hand and brought the tip to her lips, gently brushing it across them. Marlena instinctively opened her mouth but John pulled away. Marlena licked her lips and hoped for more, turning in his direction. John moved again and again he touched her lips with the head of his cock and again she opened her mouth to take him in. Again John retreated, which elicited a desperate, “Oh baby, please,” from Marlena. John loved how she was always so ready to take him her mouth.
But she wasn’t allowed to, she’d been naughty. The huge smile returned to his face and he released his cock.
“No, you can’t have it, you’ve been a very naughty girl.” John’s voice wrapped around Marlena’s entire body, sending her spiraling into a near frenzy and she squirmed in her bonds. “I think it’s time we dealt with your punishment young lady.” Marlena’s body writhed involuntarily as it begged for his touch as John stood back watching her, cum oozing from his cock. He turned away only long enough to go again to the little black bag and remove the first implement of her punishment and return to the bedside.
Marlena could feel him near her, and then she felt his hands at her sides, slowly sliding down and removing her panties. “What are you going to do to me?” She said in a raspy voice as she again wriggled in her bonds. John smiled and was quiet for a moment, just to build up her suspense and make her crazy.
He leaned down near Marlena’s ear. “Since you can’t seem to leave that pretty little pussy of yours alone I thought I’d help you out.” Marlena had no idea what John was talking about but she liked the idea of him helping her out. She heard John moving and then she felt the bed moving as he climbed onto it.
He pushed Marlena’s legs widely apart, her knees lifted slightly. John was on his knees in front of her, looking down at her pink lips. With her legs spread widely like this he could plainly see her flared hood just begging for his attention.
John was going to give it his full and undivided attention, all she could handle and more. He moved himself until he was lying poised just inches away from her, his eyes exploring every inch of her. His nose inhaled her scent. John smiled as he thought of what he was going to do to her for misbehaving and how much they were both going to enjoy it. He looked up at Marlena as he reached for apparatus he’d taken from the bag, and with a wicked little grin of his own, he watched her face as he turned it on.
Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz………..
Buzzzzzzzzzzzz………
Marlena’s head jerked abruptly when she heard the sound, her heart skipping a beat. A small moan escaped her lips as she writhed in her restraints and bit her lower lip in apprehensive anticipation. It was precisely the reaction John had been hoping for, that enticing, entrancing state where excitation and a slight fear of the unknown commingle into a succulent pleasure feast.
Whenever John had mentioned the subject of toys Marlena either cleverly diverted the conversation in other directions or simply gave him some flippant answer like, ‘Why do I need a vibrator, when I have you.’ Now she wasn’t in a position to argue and he intended to take advantage of it.
John had made it his full time job for the past week to think out every last detail, plan every step and make all the arrangements, his face now beamed as everything was going according to plan. Marlena squirmed again, “Um, John.” He could hear the trepidation in her voice. “Shhhhh,” he told her and laid the vibrator down without turning it off. Slowly and carefully he moved until he was perched above her on all fours, gazing down at the magnificent beauty, helpless and at his mercy. Every inch of her sheer perfection from head to toe, inside and out.
John leaned down to her ear, his voice was low and guttural as he spoke softly, “You have but one job tonight.” Marlena could feel his breath against her ear and neck and she automatically turned in his direction, trying to kiss him. John skillfully pulled just far enough away that she couldn’t get to him.
When she became still again he leaned down again, “Your job is to relax, lie back and take it, is that understood?” Again she tried to find his lips with hers and again John managed to evade her. “Is that clear?” This time his voice was more gruff and commanding. “Yes, that’s clear.” Marlena tried to relax.
John moved back down between her legs and picked the vibrator back up and smiled. He was going to enjoy this as much as she was, he was going to drive her crazy, send her into frenzy. He brought the vibrator up and let it touch her inner thigh. Marlena flinched and inhaled sharply as John slowly ran it up her thigh. He let it come dangerously close to its intended destination before jumping over to Marlena’s other thigh and repeating the process. He wasn’t going to tease her much more, there was work to be done. Smiling he moved closer and brushed it lightly over Marlena’s bare outer lips. She twitched and squirmed. “Be still or I’ll have to restrain your legs.” Marlena took a deep breath and tried her best to be still.”
John again brought the tip of the vibrator light across her swollen, glistening lips and Marlena’s hips rose up off the bed and then back down again. John ran it up and down her slit this time, Marlena couldn’t help but fidget as he ran it down again, slowly. The sensation was wonderful, it was making her wetter and made he want John inside her, now. Then he pushed past her lips and the vibrator came in contact with Marlena’s clit and she nearly came entirely up off the bed.
The moan that came from her lips was like none John had heard before. John smiled as he pushed the vibrator fully against her clit and again her hips came up highoff the bed and she moaned loudly.
Once her hips had returned to the bed, John pulled the vibrator away. “Does that feel good?” John knew the answer but he wanted to hear her say it, hear her admit it to him and to herself. “Yesssssss.” Her response came much quicker than John expected, he smiled, “Want me to continue?” Of course he knew that answer to that too, but he still wanted her to say it. “Oh yes please, don’t stop.”
Marlena panted. John almost chuckled out loud, he had no intentions of stopping, he was only teasing her at the moment and it seemed to be working well. Tonight he wanted push her limits, see just how far he could take her, just how many time he could make her cum before she couldn’t take anymore, before she begged him to stop.
John ran the vibrator down her lips again and this time he pressed harder, pushing past her puffy pink lips, the vibrator made contact with Marlena’s clit and instantly her body became rigid, her muscles tensing. Marlena felt as though tiny electric shocks were coursing through her body as the vibrator hummed against her sensitive clit. “Oh, god, oh, John, babyyyyyyy.” Marlena’s words were breathless and faint, her head tossing from side to side as her body jerked. The waves of pleasure washing over her as John circled her clit again and again as the vibrator buzzed her into a euphoric, endless influx of rapturous gratification.
As soon as one had ended another began to well within the pit of her stomach rising quickly to the surface, overwhelming Marlena in some of the most intense orgasms she’d ever experienced. Her body twitching, jerking, rising and falling as she moaned deliriously. John had worked up quite a sweat driving her into this fit of distraction, his eyes going from her face to her mound, watching as her juices flowed, rushing from her in torrents that soaked the bed. Marlena was so sensitive now she could hardly stand it anymore, she was weak and drained and ready to surrender. John knew it but he wanted her to say it, he wanted to hear her tell him that he’d given her more pleasure than she could physically withstand and had to stop now.
The thought of hearing her say that made John’s cock throb, aching for release again. He pressed again with the vibrator and Marlena moaned and arched her back high off the bed. “Noooo. Please, I can’t take it anymore! Stop, please!”
John removed the vibrator and turned it off. He crawled up until he was perched over again, leaning down he whispered, “That’s what bad little girls get when they misbehave.” John began to kiss her ear and then her neck, slowly, carefully working his lips to hers. Marlena’s body jerked slightly at his words and when John’s lips touched her ear she came again.
At last when he pulled his lips from hers, he asked, “What do you want now baby?” He was hoping he knew the answer, hoping he hadn’t pushed her so far she wouldn’t be able to handle him. Without missing a beat, Marlena spoke in a frail voice, “I want you, inside me.” John didn’t want to make her wait another moment and he positioned himself at her entrance. With one swift move, he plunged himself deep inside her until he could go no further. Marlena screamed out his name, at first he was sure he was hurting her, but when her weak, trembling legs raised up to wrap tightly around his waist John knew it felt as good to her as it did to him.
Slowly he withdrew from her then lunged back into her, slowly steadily again and again. It didn’t take Marlena long to cum again, John could feel her flooding over him, he watched her as she quivered and writhed beneath him. He reached up to removed the blindfold, he wanted to look into her eyes the next time she came. John kept up the slow, steady rhythm until he felt her clinching tightly around again. Now he moved more quickly, with more force. Driving himself into her harder and faster as he looked down into her hazel eyes. There was distant look to her, she was in her own little world of agonizing pleasure, a place only John had managed to take her. Marlena began to rock her hips up to meet his hard, deep thrusts, she was so close again and she could feel him swelling inside her, his cock pulsating inside, against her convulsing walls.
John pumped harder and faster until he heard her scream his name and he followed her over the precipice into that sweet oblivion, his cock erupting, filling her with his thick, hot cum. Marlena pussy flowed around him, her juices mixing with his, she used her strong muscles to milk every last drop out of him before he slumped on top of her. The both of them drenched in sweat, struggling to catch their breath. John reached up and undid the velcro, Marlena pulled her sore arms down and wrapped them around John’s neck, her legs were still locked around him. John lifted his head and looked down at her, a big smile instantly beamed from his handsome face.
Marlena looked up at him, smiling a content but exhausted smile. John slowly lifted himself and withdrew from her, he heard that little whimper she always gave him as he left her. He collapsed beside her and caressed her face with his fingertips, “Doc, you are incredible.” He grinned and leaned in to kiss her again. He cradled her in his arms, “So have you learned your lesson?” He asked jokingly. “Oh yes.” Marlena answered. “Good, are you going to disobey me again?”
“Oh yes.”
Marlena looked up at him and smiled. John laughed loudly, “Good.” That was just the answer he was hoping for.
The Jarlena Journal 