In a New York Minute - Part Twenty-Eight - Chapters 107-110 - Sex Stories

In a New York Minute - Part Twenty-Eight - Chapters 107-110

... and have my way with you.”

Grace felt the lacy panties that her horny husband had selected for her earlier go damp with arousal.

Mac took Grace’s arm and escorted her onto the elevator. Randall waited out front for them in the limousine and helped her get into the car.

As they drove to the restaurant, Mac teased the swell of his wife’s larger-than-normal breasts and enjoyed listening to her moan as her arousal grew stronger.

“Touch me, Mac,” she begged in a desperate whisper.

“This is all you get until after we’ve had our dinner. But after that? I make no promises of being able to maintain my gentlemanly demeanor.”

Grace shivered at the thought of what after dinner would bring and looked lovingly into her husband’s eyes.

Mac felt his heart hitch. There it was—that sparkle in her blue eyes that had grown dull as of late. He felt a moment of shame, knowing that he’d been neglecting the part of their marriage that he’d sworn he never would. Rather than beat himself up over it, he vowed to make up for lost time.

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Dinner was delicious, and their playful banter was reminiscent of their early days together. Her flirtatious nature came alive, and any sense of something lacking slipped away.

When the waiter asked if they’d like to look at the dessert menu, Grace quickly declined, saying, “Thank you, but the dessert we have in mind isn’t on your menu.”

Mac laughed inwardly as the waiter blushed. God, it felt good to be back ...

... in sync with Grace. He made sure to leave a generous tip that considered what the bill might have been if they had enjoyed a Crème Brûlée or Tiramisu. Then he took Grace’s hand and led her to the limo, waiting for them.

“This isn’t our limo,” Grace said, frowning.

“It is tonight,” Mac replied.

As she stepped inside, her eyes flew open wide. On the seat were ropes, a ring gag, and a blindfold. She turned to look at Mac and saw pure lust on his face.

“Get in the car, slut,” he said gruffly. “It’s time for me to remind you that you are mine—my slut to play with and use however I want. You’re right; this isn’t our limo. This is the one I hired so I could do decadent things with you and not have you worry about what Randall would think. This driver is used to all kinds of sex and kink going on in the back of his car. That’s what his company specializes in. He will drive around the city while I take advantage of you, then drop us home when we’re done.”

Grace felt her instant arousal drenching her new lacy panties. Looking at Mac, she said, “I’m yours, sir. Treat me like you own me.”

“I intend to, my sexy little escort. You’ve been teasing me all night with those innocent blue eyes and that gorgeous red hair. We’ll get started in a moment.”

Mac pressed the call button and said, “You can start driving. I’ll let you know when I’m finished enjoying my slut.”

Grace blushed but found herself exceptionally turned on. “So, the driver knows what we’re doing back ...