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I take this time to pour her a glass of wine and myself a drink. I set them on the table and turn around when I hear the quiet steps of her bare feet.
I am so glad I set the drinks down. I am met with the sight of my wife standing naked before me. She takes my breath away.
“Surprise.” She says as she takes small steps toward me.
“Fuck, sweet girl.” I swallow hard as I readjust myself.
“I wanted to do something special for you. Do you not like it?” She asks, playing coy.
“Yes, I do. If I had known you had a surprise, I would have told you I had one too.” She lifts an eyebrow. And she reaches up to play with her necklace. Her pearl necklace, the night I gave it to her, was hot as hell. We tried out the door restraints and the other toy we got. We both prefer the bed restraints, and both enjoy the other toy. It makes her squirt more; we use it during sex; and it just takes it to the next level.
“What is it?” She looks around.
“It’s in the oven,” I respond, and she eyes me as she goes around the counter, into the kitchen, and opens the oven. And when she does, I catch a glimpse of something.
I grab a fist full of her hair and bend her over the counter. I spread her ass cheeks to get a better look. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” I ask as I push the anal plug in further, making her gasp.
“It’s part of your surprise, sir.” She moans as I pull it out a little and put it back in.
“Part of?” I ask, sliding my finger down her slit and circling her clit.
“The other part is upstairs.” She’s pushing back, seeking my finger.
“Lead the way, sweet girl. I want to watch how your ass moves with this inside it.” I pull the plug once more before standing and motioning for her to go. I follow further behind her as he goes up the stairs; I can just barely see it peeking out at me. And she looks comfortable with it. This woman will be the death of me.
She leads me to the spare bedroom we decided to change into an office—just another way for us to spend more time together. When we walk in, I see a tarp and a blank piece of canvas lying on the ground, with different paints and brushes off to the side.
Anna turns to me and says, “You will need to strip for the next part.” I raise an eyebrow at her, tempted to push back. But I’m curious, and she said this is the surprise.
I strip, and then she picks up a brush and dips it in the red paint. She beacons me closer, and when I’m close enough, she stands and wipes the brush across my chest.
“What the fuck, Anna?” She just laughs.
“It’s an activity, Greyson. Relax. We paint each other, then we fool around on the canvas, and that’s how we paint it.” Leave it to her to turn painting sexy.
I lean over and pick up the brush that’s in the purple paint. I run the brush over her breasts and say, “I think I’ll enjoy this.” We get on our knees and start painting each other; we laugh and kiss; then I lay her back and into different positions, and she does the same to me. You can’t tell exactly what was used to paint this, but there is a distinct breast print and a couple of hands.
“Let’s go wash up.” She pulls me by the hand to the bathroom. I have been hard this whole time, and she left the plug in the whole time. When we get to our bathroom, we laugh at our reflections; we are a mess, I start the shower.
While it warms up, I pull her to me so she’s looking up at me. “Are you going to explain this?” I ask, reaching behind her to play with the plug.
“It’s part of your surprise,” is all she says.
We get cleaned up in the shower, and when we are done, I pin her against the wall in the shower, so her back is pressed against my front. I’m still painfully hard.
“Hands above your head; don’t move them,” I instruct her, and she obeys immediately. I drop to my knees behind her and start to lick her slit. I focus on her clit sucking it into my mouth. She rocks back more, seeking my tongue, her moans growing louder and louder.
I reach up and pull the pretty rose gold plug out almost all the way, and I see just how big it is. “Fuck,” I hiss. “This is huge, Anna.”
“I’ve been trying to get myself ready.” She says shyly.”
“Ready?” I parrot back, but realization slams into me, and I stand up, my mouth next to her ear.
“And what exactly are you trying to get ready for, sweet girl?” I reach up and grab her neck. making her whimper.
“Your cock,” is all she says.
“I need you to be very specific.” I push her; I want to hear the words.
