Life Is Strange Ch. 1 - Sex Stories

Life Is Strange Ch. 1

... text I received on Saturday morning from my amazing wife was short. “Had a wonderful night. Can’t wait until you are home.”

I tried to call, but she didn’t answer, and she didn’t respond back to my text. I was dying to know about last night, and I suspected she was deliberately keeping me in the dark. The mischievous vixen was teasing me. She knew I would be chomping at the bit for details, and she was making me wait. Air travel is a pain in the ass. Even more so when I’m desperate to get home.

It was early evening when I arrived home. The house was dark and silent when I walked into the kitchen from the garage. I was over the teasing and needed to know what was going on. I dragged my suitcase back to the bedroom while trying to call Dawn. I walked into the bedroom, juggling the suitcase and phone, then dropped both. Candles romantically lit the room, casting a romantic glow on the blindfolded and nude woman tied to our bed. I could tell by the red hair that it was Kim. I blurted out, “Holy fucking shit!” and cringed at my outburst. Kim never moved, and that’s when I noticed the earbuds. Her foot was twitching in time to some tune I couldn’t hear. I studied her amazing body while stripping my clothes off, and that nearly ended in disaster. I was trying to pull my pants off, hopping on one leg, when I tripped over the suitcase. I took a bit of a tumble and thought how fortunate I was that she couldn’t see me. My lust for her would have quickly turned to embarrassment ...

... when she started laughing.

I had a rug burn on my elbow, but all things considered, I got off easy. I finished undressing while lying on the floor, then popped up at the foot of the bed like the horniest jack-in-the-box ever known. I reached out and gently touched her foot. It’s a good thing she was tied down, or I think she would have gone through the ceiling.

I gently stroked her foot, and she immediately calmed. She knew who was there, or at least she hoped she knew. I slid my hands up her legs as I climbed onto the bed, basking in the silky softness of her skin. I knelt above her and caressed her face with my hand. She turned her head into my caress and kissed the palm of my hand.

I moved my hand away and replaced it with my lips. Our first romantic kiss was more than I had imagined it would be, and it just got better as it got deeper. I pulled the blindfold off so I could look into those wonderful green eyes. I untied her hands, and she pulled the earbuds out while I worked on her ankles. Once she was freed, I laid down beside her and pulled her into my arms. “I hope I’m not ruining your fantasy, and I’m sure we can have fun with it another time. I need to look into your beautiful eyes right now. I need to know that you want me like I want you. I don’t want you tied down. I want you free to do what you want, even if it’s to get out of bed and leave.”

She kissed me for the longest time, then looked into my eyes as she caressed my chest. “I’m not going anywhere, ...