Unwrap Me First
Grump. Piss and Moan. Bitch. Sitting on our bed amid piles of bright crinkly paper, tangled ribbons and bows, I attempt to finish the wrapping of presents for our kids this Christmas Eve. We're behind; of course we're behind. Two busy adults, lively careers, graduate school, two young children just beginning their own crazy schedules with piano lessons, gymnastics, scouts, Sunday school . . .
am I going to find the time to work on my dissertation?" I wonder
to myself, fuming, opening another roll of paper. "And who do they
think they are, demanding we finish that project in two weeks?"
Cutting quickly with furious motions my tirade continues with, "I
can't believe all the money we just spent - they'd better love these
presents!" Then, centering yet another toy to wrap, "Shit!"
as the paper tears on the corner of a large box.
moment the bedroom door opens just a crack to admit the relaxed face
of my husband, back from checking on the kids. Eyes twinkling, he takes
in my frazzled appearance and the ensuing storm. He says, "Hey.
They're asleep." He risks life and limb wandering into the room,
locking the door behind him.
he says again.
an unintelligible reply.
at him, "What do you think?"
now, totally unaffected by my angry mood, he sits on the bed and picks
up a toy to wrap. It's one of the boys from the Bratz dolls series.
Squinting slightly, he holds it out at arm's length, studying the cropped
hair, jewelry, backpack.
looks like a girl."
why does she -"
don't care why she wants it!"
over at my fuming face and smiles easily. "God, you're sexy when
back an answering smile, saying, "If you're not going to help,
please leave. There's still too much to do before we can get some sleep
he says, wearing THAT grin. Ladies, you know the grin I'm talking about.
That charming, I wanna have sex, aren't I cute, c'mon baby kind of grin.
Most women have seen that grin before.
affected, I shake my head, "No."
c'mon," he teases, picking up the dolls again. He rearranges limbs,
placing them in obscene and compromising positions. "See? The Bratz
dolls are having sex!"
I say, looking away. "We have to get this done."
finds the Magic 8 ball. Shaking the toy he asks the bedroom at large,
"Will we be having sex tonight?" He's astounded as he turns
it over to read, "It Is Decidedly So."
a smile, but I'm not going to give in that easily. (It's tough to get
rid of a really good grump).
in closer on the bed, he toys with the Rescue Heroes URV robot I'm attempting
to wrap. He flicks the switch and the robot announces loudly, "System
Operational." I try to pull the box away but URV keeps talking
with, "Awaiting Input," (and my husband's questioning glance)
and then "Commence Action," (to his "Yeah, baby!")
Next he takes control of the remote, causing the robot to become very
tall and announce it has reached, "Maximum Body Extension."
At my husband's answering wink and somewhat inappropriate hand gestures,
I decide enough is enough.
wadded green wrapping paper in his general direction, followed by gold
ribbon, a bag of bows and an empty shirt box. He ducks each item, and
grabs my arms, tickling me, finally making me laugh at his antics. Still
a bit worried, I met his eyes and wonder, "How are we ever going
to get all of this stuff wrapped by tomorrow?"
my hair, strokes my cheek, saying, "It'll get done," and then
pulls me in to capture my mouth. His chin is rough, he tastes like peppermints
and I melt into his body. I can't believe how hot he makes me, instant
lust, and I wrap arms around him and kiss him back with excitement.
good thing our bed is large; we shove the presents and wrapping implements
aside as we tumble. I'm wearing one of his shirts and as we kiss and
lick and nibble he easily opens it, baring my tits. Leaning back he
removes his T-shirt and then takes us down on the sheets. Our warm bare
skin meets, soft against hard. I writhe against him with increasing
passion as his mouth and tongue and teeth devour my neck, my nipples,
I stretch out, hands fisting in his dark hair as he travels down the
length of my exposed body. Sliding impatient fingers into my panties
he tears them down; they end up somewhere below my knees. His mouth
finds my aroused pussy and I gasp as he begins to lick.
gentle; his insistent tongue demands my attention as he pleasures every
inch of my quivering flesh. When he moves to my clit I can't remain
still. Groaning and moving my hips up to his mouth I'm murmuring, "don't
stop, oh please," and I can feel him smile as he continues to lick
and now nibble my sensitive clitoris.
trembling, my body arches upward as my orgasm bursts through me. "Ohhhhh!"
Everything implodes, my eyes are shut tightly, I can't even think as
I fall back, panting, shuddering.
my eyes open to watch my husband join me at the top of the bed, erection
pointing the way. He wipes his smiling mouth and then kisses me. I taste
myself on his lips, and the thought excites me darkly as I reach out
to touch him. Oh, he is so hard. I start to stroke him with one hand
but he has other ideas and pushes me back on the bed, putting his hands
under my ass cheeks.
me slightly, easily fits his cock to my dripping pussy and thrusts home.
He groans at the tightness, the wet, the warmth, and I gasp at the sensation
of his thick cock filling sensitive tissues. I am so willing; he easily
fucks in and out of me, pleasuring us both.
your nipples," he says, and I comply, looking up into his lust-filled
face. He pumps harder into me as I tease and toy my peach-colored nipples
for his and for my own enjoyment. With a grin he reaches, lubes a bit
with some of my wetness and then slides a finger into my tight ass.
and squirm, but his hands are holding me firmly, and soon I'm begging
for more as he continues to fuck me and finger me. Whimpering, I pinch
my nipples harder at his direction and moan as he continues to torment
my ass in time with his thrusts. Then he stops, backs up slightly and
lifts my knees up over his shoulders.
look tells me what he intends, and before I can protest, his large,
rock hard cock is poised at my tightest hole. I am well lubed, somewhat
prepared, and I attempt to relax as he pushes forward, forcing entrance.
biting my lip, I wriggle a bit as my tender ass gradually submits. I
reach down to play with my aroused pussy as he continues to push forward,
not stopping until he is in all the way. Pausing slightly to allow me
some time to adjust, he watches my busy fingers.
yeah, finger your pussy," he breathes, and I do, the arousal filling
my head. Sweet moisture trickles down to where his thickness stretches
my tightness. Grabbing my cheeks, cupping them, he begins to take deep,
is always so intense for me; his hard pounding makes me beg for more
and I clench as I start to cum again. I hear his answering groan as
my ass tightens, and with a few more rough thrusts he fills me with
copious liquid, spilling out a bit as he slows, gentler, softer, more
are still closed, I'm breathing heavily, perspiring freely, wincing
just a bit as he backs away. Then I'm soothed as he gathers me in close.
I'm comforted, loved, cherished.
holiday fog slowly lifts and I open my bleary eyes to find myself snarled
in a tangled pile of ribbon. We've managed to crush a roll or two of
wrapping paper, and as I push my mussed hair out of my eyes I realize
I have a shiny red bow stuck to my ass.
as he pulls it off, then holds me tightly, chuckling.
I manage, snuggling. "Wonderful. But I suppose," I reluctantly
add, sighing, "we'd better get moving on wrapping these presents.
If I can move."
again, tucking my hair back from my face, he says, "I suppose."
we have to," I groan. "We've got a lot of work to do before
Santa comes tonight."
"Honey," he smiles. "I think he already did."
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