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When Tanner got home, he appreciated the brevity of my outfit and spent a few minutes nuzzling me from behind while I cooked, his hands pulling up the bottom of his shirt and caressing my sex.

"Be careful, Tanner. We wouldn't want your vodka chicken to burn," I murmured. "Why don't you make us both drinks or crack open a bottle of wine. We can play after supper if you wish."

"I can hardly wait," he replied. He kissed my neck and ear before doing as I asked and opening a bottle of white wine.

He handed me my glass before going to the bedroom to change. I was surprised when he came back naked, his cock dangling heavily before him.

In response to my look, he said, "So we can get started right after eating without any delays. In fact, you should remove your shirt too."

I smiled at him. "Not until I'm done cooking. I don't want to get burned by any spatters. Might ruin the whole evening."

"Wait until the cooking is done, I can," speaking like Yoda in Star Wars.

"It won't be long. Five more minutes or so. Put the salads on the table and pick whatever dressing you want. I'll have the Fuji apple. Have a seat, drink your wine, relax."

He got the dressings and set the bowls of salad on the table. He also set some candles on the table and lit them, turning off the dining room lights in the process. He brought the open bottle of wine and set it on the table. In a little more than five, I plated the chicken and baked potato and brought everything into the dining room. When everything was on the table, I pulled the t-shirt off. I was pleased to see his cock twitch when I did so. I sat down next to him. Before he took a bite of anything, his hand reached over and cupped a breast, turning my nipples into taut, aching nubs.

"You're so beautiful," he said. "I love you desperately."

"Thank you, Mr. Mason. You're quite the handsome gentleman yourself." I circled his cock with my hand and he twitched again and filled it quickly. I released him and patted the head. "Now, behave yourself until we eat this fine meal I slaved over."

We both enjoyed the meal, though both of us were rushing through it faster than our custom for most meals, both anticipating the dessert our nudity promised. As soon as our plates were clean, Tanner cupped my sex, a finger inserted into my sheath. Gasping at the sudden invasion, I said, "At least let me put the cold items back in the refrigerator."

"All right," he reluctantly agreed, withdrawing his finger, leaving an empty place in my pussy. "But no more. The dishes can wait." I got up and started to clear the food items. He added, "you're starting to let your pubic hair grow out again. I can feel stubble."

"Do you like it bare?"

"I do. I was surprised you took it off, but I like it this way."

"Perhaps you'll help me shave it," I suggested. "After."

"After what?"

"After you've made love to me. You can't stick your finger in me and leave me like that."

"Leave you like what?"

"Wet and wanting you." I walked into the kitchen with my ass swinging and swaying, giving him an eyeful.

When I returned, he picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. "I certainly wouldn't to leave you wet and wanting," he said. "I know how to take care of that."

"I was hoping you did, sir." I giggled.

Tanner tossed me on the bed and I bounced once before coming to rest with my legs spread and waiting. He attacked my pussy with his mouth first, quickly preparing me to accept him. When he plunged deep inside me, I gasped in pleasure.

"Fuck me," I begged.

He stared at me for a second, before laughing and thrusting again. "Fuck you, huh?"

"Yes, please. I want you to pound me."

"Not make love?"

"Not this time. This time I want you to fuck me."

"Your wish is my command, Mrs. Mason."

He pulled out and plunged into me again, hard, rocking my body. I groaned. He pushed my legs up, bending me in two, my legs resting on his shoulders and he had his way with me. I climaxed soon after he started, trembling uncontrollably as he continued to thump into me. His prick turned my pussy into a frothy mess. I could look down between us and see his cock coated in a heavy layer of my cum. I closed my eyes and surrendered to him, letting him carry me down his lewd path. I orgasmed a few more times before his body tightened and I felt him send a flood of sperm into me. We both panted shallowly, gasping for breath, overcome with the outpouring of passion, the energy expended. He kept me pinned to the bed like a butterfly as he throbbed inside me. Even after his pulsing stopped, I felt nailed into position until his shaft started to shrink. Finally able to breathe, we kissed, attacking each other's tongue with an eagerness belying our spent passion.

"Was that enough of a fucking for you, Mrs. Mason?" Tanner asked.

"For the moment, Mr. Mason. I don't think we're done for the evening."

I pushed him off me and turned around to take his cum encrusted cock in my mouth, cleaning him off and preparing him for another round. Even after he was hard, I managed to keep all of him in my mouth, putting my newfound skills to practice. I continued to lick and suck his organ until he surrendered another wave of cum to my throat.

When I swallowed all of his offering, I said, "Now, sir. If you wish me bare, you must shave me. If I'm not mistaken, you'll be ready to fuck again. Given you've cum twice before, I assume I might ride you awhile before you cum again."

"What's gotten into you this evening?" Tanner asked.

"Can't a wife love her husband without something having gotten into her?"

"I suppose, but it's not the usual, so unexpected."

"Let me show you the pose Suki and I finally decided on."

"I thought I already chose one."

"It was fine tuned. You'll see."

I got up and found my phone, bringing it back to the bed. I opened her text and clicked on the picture, blowing it up. I showed it to him.

"Brooke, fuck! This is unbelievable. It's amazing." His cock started to stir again.

"I feel it's very racy, but it's in line with what we decided and I do find it sexy," I said. "Suki was thinking of a setting like the roaring twenties, kind of flapper style. She touched up her original sketch, to show what she was thinking of. Just plant that picture in this setting."

I showed him the updated sketch, the gramophone, lamp, lacy curtains, the book, the plate of food with the bitten apple and grapes.

"That's perfect. Her client will love it."

"How do you know?"

"Because who wouldn't?" Tanner said. "Assuming he's male, he'll probably beat off to it every night."

"It doesn't bother you to know your wife would be subject to such lewd fantasies?"

"He won't know it's you. Why should I care?"

I shrugged my shoulders. I didn't know, but it seemed like he should.

"Come on, husband. Take care of your wife's stubble."

I pulled him out of bed and into the bathroom. While I sat on the edge of the tub, he shaved me, making me smooth for him once more. As he pushed my folds and flaps around to run the razor down my skin without nicking me, he got progressively harder. By the time he finished wiping the shaving cream off my pussy, I was wet for him, and he was fully erect, his cock quivering with each beat of his heart. I led him back to the bed and directed he lie down. When he was flat on his back, I mounted him and directed his cock to my sheath and sank down over his stalk, quivering in lust as his thickness parted me.

Proceeding to ride him until he released, I had three more orgasms before he shared his essence with me. As I expected, he lasted a long time given his prior climaxes, so I was glad it was me riding him instead of the other way around. I'm not sure my pussy would have survived had I not controlled the speed and force of our union. When he was done, he went to sleep, completely worn out. I got up and cleaned up the dishes.

No matter what was decided tomorrow with Jolene, I needed to make sure Tanner would be the first one to use my ass. I didn't want my blackmailer to have my anal virginity. If it was something I had to surrender, Tanner should be the one to have it. My blackmailer had taken so many firsts from me. I didn't want him to have another. Given Tanner's size, I would have to wait until I'd worn the largest plug to ensure I could take his cock. I had to make sure whatever was decided tomorrow would result in Tanner having first access to my bottom. Suddenly, I had an idea. If it worked, I would ensure Tanner was the first one into my bottom.

When I climbed into bed, I curled around Tanner's warm, naked body and tried to dream of a life where he was my only lover.