[36M4F] The Picture Perfect Stepford Wife

You know I like to sleep in on Sundays, you, however, are awake as usual. By this time most mornings we're both up, you've already made us breakfast and gotten everything ready for the day. Normally by now, you'd be on your way back into the bedroom to join me in the shower and properly wish me a good morning. But, Sundays are different. Church doesn't start until 10:00, and you know I like to catch up on my rest.

Glancing over at the clock on the night stand, 7:58, close enough you think to yourself. Sliding over to my side of the bed and making sure I'm still sleeping. You lay your head on my chest, snaking your hand down beneath the covers. You quickly find what you are looking for. Taking my cock in your hand and slowly you begin to stroke it up and down. I haven't even begun to stir yet, but my cock begins to respond, growing harder in your hands. Finally I begin to stir, not enough to wake up, but enough that my body knows something is happening. With my cock finally nice and hard you quietly slide down beneath the covers and take my thick, hard member into your warm mouth.

After how long we've been together, you still tell me you'll never get used to how perfectly my cock fits into your mouth. Your lips closing around the head as you begin to bob up and down. Finally I'm awake, although not fully away of what's going on yet. Then you take more of my cock into your mouth, and your attention seems to shift from me, to only my cock. You've got half of it in your mouth when I finally speak, "Mmm, well isn't this a good morning."

You smile with my cock still in your mouth, you wouldn't even think about taking it out.You work it up and down for a while, my fingers running through your hair the whole time. I can smell your pussy leaking it's juices, as the smell of your sex fills the room. Then I feel it, my balls beginning to tighten, my cock stiffening even more and I announce that I'm cumming. You keep sucking and happily take every last drop I give you. When I've calmed down, you look up at me and smile, opening your mouth to show me that you've taken every drop of my cum before you swallow it. "Yes, definitely a good morning," you say to me, smiling as you get out of bed. "I'll go start breakfast," you say, turning and walking away, giving me one of my favorite views in the world, your tight ass in a bright red thong and matching lacy red bra that hugs your breasts so perfectly.

You are the perfect little wife, almost something out of a 50's TV show. Every time I see you everything is perfect and in place, your hair, your make up faultless. Your perfect breasts high on your chest, and just enough cleavage for me to see but not too much. You wear sweet little dresses and have dinner ready for me the moment I get home as well as a drink.

Everyone I work with is jealous of how I have such a throwback wife. Ivy League graduate who married me and put all her ambition into being the perfect wife. The thing is they have no idea how perfect you are, how I can text you and tell you to get over the chaise lounge that we bought because it puts you at the perfect height to have your ass smacked and fucked. That some days I insist you kneel below the table and suckle on my cock while I eat the steak you prepared. Or that some days you just get bent over and fucked hard on the perfect dining room table with the amazing wedding china.

We both get off on how traditional our roles are, but you're not a toy or pet but my cherished wife who loves me and my cock. You love that some days I'll slip a plug into your ass and then send you out to run errands. You love that I will take you in hand and give you a spanking if your chores aren't done. That I have a control over your life that is not normal, but at no point are you any less for it. I'd love for us to be a bit of a cliche couple, maybe I was your professor or something like that, still kind of teaching and guiding you.

If you've made it through this whole thing... well bless your fluffy little heart because you are a trooper. I'm looking for a role play partner who can be creative and kinky, but can also write more than a sentence or two at a time and is up for a long term play session where we can build the story and enjoy the characters for more than an hour or two.

I put effort into my writing and I hope you'll do the same, if I'm willing to put this much effort into a post to get you to talk to me how much effort do you think I'll put in once we finally get started. I do my best to think with both heads, I love the dirty talking but but I am always up for regular conversation also. Want to get to know each other, I'm up for it, trying to figure something about our story out so we can make it better for both of us while we talk about what gets you soaking wet. Let's find some common ground and talk like normal human beings while I vividly describe cumming on your face while your band class watches and takes pictures...