Friday night. Office grind ends. Late meeting? Lie. I text him: boss called everyone in. Home late. Sorry. His reply stings, but fuels me. Third time this month. He’ll handle kid solo. Fine. My secret builds. Adrenaline pulses like city traffic outside. Heart races. I drive home fast. Tires screech into driveway. Shadows swallow the house. Perfect cover. I strip in the car. Door slams. Naked except garter belt and stockings. Silk hugs thighs. Power surges. Heels click on wood floor. Stealth mode. Living room glows dim. He’s slumped on couch. Whisky glass empty. Eyes half-shut. Pretends anger. I step close. His gaze snaps wide. Words die in his throat. My body bare. Curves lit by lamp. ‘Cat got your tongue?’ Cock tents his pants. Instant. Hard. I drop to knees. Power play starts. Zipper down. Rip. His dick springs free. Rock hard. Rare lately. Post-baby calm shattered. My hands grip. Stroke slow. Firm. His fingers roam my skin. Tease tits. Ass. I rise. Lips crash. Tongue invades. Whisper hot: ‘Fuck me.’ Bedroom. Quiet steps. Kid sleeps. Door shuts. He dives between thighs. Tongue laps. Fingers knead ass. Back. Tits. My hips buck. Hunt his cock. He rolls us. I’m on top. Control mine. Guide pussy to tip. Soaked. Dripping. One thrust. Filled. Slow grind. Kisses devour. Hands claim her ass. My weakness? His. Pace quickens. Breaths ragged. Chaos builds. Thrusts wild. Climax hits. I contract. He explodes. We collapse. Locked. Sweat-slick. Dreams claim us.
Saturday morning. He sleeps heavy. Like always. I cuff wrists. Ankles. Bedframe bites metal. Eyes flutter open. Confused. Half-dazed. Door creaks. I enter. Naked. Curves glow in curtain light. ‘Finally awake?’ No words. His cock betrays. Throbs. Hard. I straddle bed end. Tease. Climb on. Fingers stroke shaft. Edge him. ‘Not yet, impatient. Earn it.’ Silence rule. Obey. I mount face. Pussy hovers. Command clear. Tongue dives. Licks lips. Clit swells. I grind. Gentle bucks. Breath hitches. Sighs escape. Nose buried. Rhythm builds. Faster. I grab head. Smash down. Camber. Scream muffled. Orgasm rips. Juices flood. He strains. Desperate. Reward time. Slide down. Grip cock. Pump slow. Firm. He fights edge. I mount hips. Guide in. Sink deep. Full. Ride deliberate. Lips trail chest. Bites. Pace surges. Pussy clamps. His groans. My control. Climax syncs. I milk him dry. Collapse. Unchain later. Life resumes. Kid wakes. Breakfast. Routine. But inside? Fire burns. Secret heroine. Stronger. Unbreakable. City pulse? Mine now.