New Beginnings, Old Desires

It’s move-in week, and we’re so excited; it’s finally here. We’ve been packing boxes all week to move into our first marital home, a sprawling Victorian with a slightly unsettling history. We didn’t realize what it was going to mean for us, this new beginning, this merging of our lives. The entire week was a blur of reminiscing about times we spent fucking each other’s brains out in our old place, a cramped studio apartment filled with cheap furniture and even cheaper thrills. There were so many places in that house we’d talked about, secret corners and hidden nooks, but the excitement of so many more to come in our new place had our desire peaking to the maximum. Every inch of that place, every creaking floorboard and peeling wallpaper, had us in it. If only those walls could talk, or secretly video us. We had dinner on one of our last nights sitting in the almost empty apartment, surrounded by cardboard boxes and the lingering scent of pizza. It was Mr. Ridley’s house he lived in and had before we were married, a stately home filled with antiques and an unsettling aura of loneliness. We only had bare essentials and a box of kinky things hidden in the garage during sale-related open houses. In that box was the first sexy outfit I used to wear around the house before we were married – a sheer, crimson lace teddy with strategically placed cutouts.

The sight of me in it back then had him tantalized and almost paralyzed from the waist down. We were sitting in the garage, talking about our sexual encounters, the box tucked away in a secret place. I put all my favorites in there, a collection of naughty delights designed to ignite our passions. We relived all the fucking hot sessions we’d had in that home in such a short time, each memory more intense and exhilarating than the last. Then I realized the only possible place we hadn’t explored fully was the bench in the garage. It was a small, wooden structure tucked away in a corner, bathed in the dim light filtering through the dusty windows.

I slipped into the tiny storage room at the back of the garage and looked for the box. Fumbling in the dark, I was trying hard not to draw Mr. Ridley’s attention to what I was doing. I was getting excited about what else could be in the box of pleasure. What would he think of me in what I was about to find, now that we were married? Mr. Ridley yelled, “Are you okay back there? Need a hand?”

I replied, “I do need a hand, but not just yet.”

He giggled and said, “I can more than give you my hand.”

I continued on my search. We had candles burning in the garage, but it wasn’t making it any easier to see. Then I located the box. I opened it and grabbed my strappy and very sheer lace body suit complete with crotch snaps. The entire bodice barely covered my body. It always made my tits sit up perky. My engorged nipples were on display at the highest levels of my arousal. I loved it, fitting as it did like a glove, encapsulating all of the important and visually pleasing areas of my body.

I stripped off my dress and slipped into this extremely sexy couture outfit, I walked towards the dim light flickering in the garage. Mr. Ridley had his back to me, and as I entered he swiveled his chair around slowly.

“Did you find something?” He didn’t even finish his sentence before he said, “Holy fuck, babe. Look at how fucking hot you are. My God.”

I walked over slowly to Mr. Ridley, I had one finger in my mouth and stood at arms length away from him to tease and make his eyes pop out of his head. And to make the eye of his cock wet with jealously of the snaps between my legs caressing and pressing firmly against my clit.

Mr. Ridley said, “Come here,” reaching out to me.

I pulled back and said, “You can’t touch yet, just look.”

I walked around him seductively as my heels’ click clack echoed off the brick walls as they contacted the floor. Placing one hand on his shoulder, I walked around the back of his chair. There I dropped down, squatting, spreading my legs behind his chair as I groped his already erect and very excited cock. I spun his chair slowly as he came around to greet me. Placing my lips on him, I kissed him ever so tenderly on his cock through his shorts. Looking up, I made eye contact with him as he bit his lip and pressed his cock out towards me.

I stood up, sucking on his neck, while slowly and seductively moving down his torso. Moving back down to caress his cock on the outside of his shorts, he grew bigger. I could see the tip of his cock peeping out of the waist band of his shorts. Mr. Ridley slouched in the chair, inching his cock towards me again, almost begging to be touched. He gazed up at me as I straddled him, standing over him. He thrust towards me in the chair spreading his legs as he pulled me in close, embracing me tight around my waist, trying to take control.

I pushed his hands away, saying, “Sorry. I’m going to have to ask you to show some respect and refrain from touching.”

Flicking my long blonde hair back, I stepped away to perform a much deserved lap dance. Turning away from Mr. Ridley, I exposed my ass to him, tucked tightly away under the g-string at the back. I spread my legs and rolled my body over, raising my ass and placing my arms on my knees. Then I flicked my hair to my back on my way back around, twirling my ass in a grinding movement.

Mr. Ridley said, “fuuuuck” as he reached between my legs. I grabbed another chair and put it in front of him. Raising my right leg and placing it on the chair, I spread my legs and ran my other hand slowly from my ankle to my snatch covered by the snaps of my body suit. I started to rub my hand on the outside of my pussy, and grabbed my tits with the other. My clit was greeted through the fabric before my fingers were saturated in my desire. I moaned in the excitement of the suspense. It was so hot to see him growing and poking out of the top of his shorts, exposing the very tip of his rockin’ hard cock.

I pulled the crotch to my navy body suit to one side before slowly inserting my fingers inside of my body suit. Mr. Ridley said “fuck yeah” as he saw finger after finger disappearing inside of me. He grabbed his angry cock, he started caressing himself. I loved to watch him pleasure himself. It was HOT. What a view. Every stroke made me want to glide up and down on him.

I spun the chair around and sat down spreading my legs towards him as I slouched forward in the chair bringing my face centermetres away from his hand rubbing his cock. He was rock fucking hard, he had leaked pre-cum into his shorts which made me wet, seeing the wet patch grow with every stroke made. I was slippery and so horny, my honey was leaking and my nipples were pouncing off my tits.

I inched my chair closer before cupping my tits and grabbing a fist full of them, Mr. Ridley let out a quiet “ohh yeah” as I got closer I picked up the pace and started to finger fuck myself leaning back on my other arm on the chair, sticking my tits out and spreading my legs as far as I could giving him a tantalising view, he gazed upon my hand slipping in and out of me, unable to do anything but feast his eyes on me. “Keep going, I’m loving the show baby”

The head of his cock still called out my name as it peeped out of the top of his shorts. He had me wanting him inside me. I rolled the chair over towards him, and slipped my other hand up the leg of his shorts to grope his sack. Pulling him in closer, I threw each of my legs over his. This left a safe but dangerous distance and almost perfect diamond shape between our legs.

I pulled myself up to standing straddled over him and started to dance. Bringing his face inline with my navel, I ground myself up against him, leaving only a few centimetres between us. Rubbing his head and guiding it towards me, I lowered myself to his crotch almost touching the tip of his cock with my entrance. Then I rolled my body up against him, pressing his face into my double DD perky tits for him to take them in his lips through the material. Looking up, I made eye contact with him as he bit his lip and pressed his cock out towards me.

I stood up, sucking on his neck, while slowly and seductively moving down his torso. Moving back down to caress his cock on the outside of his shorts, he grew bigger. I could see the tip of his cock peeping out of the waist band of his shorts. Mr. Ridley slouched in the chair, inching his cock towards me again, almost begging to be touched. He gazed up at me as I straddled him, standing over him. He thrust towards me in the chair spreading his legs as he pulled me in close, embracing me tight around my waist, trying to take control.

I pushed his hands away, saying “Sorry. I’m going to have to ask you to show some respect and refrain from touching.”

Flicking my long blonde hair back, I stepped away to perform a much deserved lap dance. Turning away from Mr. Ridley, I exposed my ass to him, tucked tightly away under the g-string at the back. I spread my legs and rolled my body over, raising my ass and placing my arms on my knees. Then I flicked my hair to my back on my way back around, twirling my ass in a grinding movement.

Mr. Ridley said, “fuuuuck” as he reached between my legs. I grabbed another chair and put it in front of him. Raising my right leg and placing it on the chair, I spread my legs and ran my other hand slowly from my ankle to my snatch covered by the snaps of my body suit. I started to rub my hand on the outside of my pussy, and grabbed my tits with the other. My clit was greeted through the fabric before my fingers were saturated in my desire. I moaned in the excitement of the suspense. It was so hot to see him growing and poking out of the top of his shorts, exposing the very tip of his rockin’ hard cock.

I pulled the crotch to my navy body suit to one side before slowly inserting my fingers inside of my body suit. Mr. Ridley said “fuck yeah” as he saw finger after finger disappearing inside of me. He grabbed his angry cock, he started caressing himself. I loved to watch him pleasure himself. It was HOT. What a view. Every stroke made me want to glide up and down on him.

I spun the chair around and sat down spreading my legs towards him as I slouched forward in the chair bringing my face centermetres away from his hand rubbing his cock. He was rock fucking hard, he had leaked pre-cum into his shorts which made me wet, seeing the wet patch grow with every stroke made. I was slippery and so horny, my honey was leaking and my nipples were pouncing off my tits.

I inched my chair closer before cupping my tits and grabbing a fist full of them, Mr. Ridley let out a quiet “ohh yeah” as I got closer I picked up the pace and started to finger fuck myself leaning back on my other arm on the chair, sticking my tits out and spreading my legs as far as I could giving him a tantalising view, he gazed upon my hand slipping in and out of me, unable to do anything but feast his eyes on me. “Keep going, I’m loving the show baby”

The head of his cock still called out my name as it peeped out of the top of his shorts. He had me wanting him inside me. I rolled the chair over towards him, and slipped my other hand up the leg of his shorts to grope his sack. Pulling him in closer, I threw each of my legs over his. This left a safe but dangerous distance and almost perfect diamond shape between our legs.

I pulled myself up to standing straddled over him and started to dance. Bringing his face inline with my navel, I ground myself up against him, leaving only a few centimetres between us. Rubbing his head and guiding it towards me, I lowered myself to his crotch almost touching the tip of his cock with my entrance. Then I rolled my body up against him, pressing his face into my double DD perky tits for him to take them in his lips through the material. Looking up, I made eye contact with him as he bit his lip and pressed his cock out towards me.

I stood up, sucking on his neck, while slowly and seductively moving down his torso. Moving back down to caress his cock on the outside of his shorts, he grew bigger. I could see the tip of his cock peeping out of the waist band of his shorts. Mr. Ridley slouched in the chair, inching his cock towards me again, almost begging to be touched. He gazed up at me as I straddled him, standing over him. He thrust towards me in the chair spreading his legs as he pulled me in close, embracing me tight around my waist, trying to take control.

I pushed his hands away, saying, “Sorry. I’m going to have to ask you to show some respect and refrain from touching.”

Flicking my long blonde hair back, I stepped away to perform a much deserved lap dance. Turning away from Mr. Ridley, I exposed my ass to him, tucked tightly away under the g-string at the back. I spread my legs and rolled my body over, raising my ass and placing my arms on my knees. Then I flicked my hair to my back on my way back around, twirling my ass in a grinding movement.

Mr. Ridley said, “fuuuuck” as he reached between my legs. I grabbed another chair and put it in front of him. Raising my right leg and placing it on the chair, I spread my legs and ran my other hand slowly from my ankle to my snatch covered by the snaps of my body suit. I started to rub my hand on the outside of my pussy, and grabbed my tits with the other. My clit was greeted through the fabric before my fingers were saturated in my desire. I moaned in the excitement of the suspense. It was so hot to see him growing and poking out of the top of his shorts, exposing the very tip of his rockin’ hard cock.

I pulled the crotch to my navy body suit to one side before slowly inserting my fingers inside of my body suit. Mr. Ridley said “fuck yeah” as he saw finger after finger disappearing inside of me. He grabbed his angry cock, he started caressing himself. I loved to watch him pleasure himself. It was HOT. What a view. Every stroke made me want to glide up and down on him.

I spun the chair around and sat down spreading my legs towards him as I slouched forward in the chair bringing my face centermetres away from his hand rubbing his cock. He was rock fucking hard, he had leaked pre-cum into his shorts which made me wet, seeing the wet patch grow with every stroke made. I was slippery and so horny, my honey was leaking and my nipples were pouncing off my tits.

I inched my chair closer before cupping my tits and grabbing a fist full of them, Mr. Ridley let out a quiet “ohh yeah” as I got closer I picked up the pace and started to finger fuck myself leaning back on my other arm on the chair, sticking my tits out and spreading my legs as far as I could giving him a tantalising view, he gazed upon my hand slipping in and out of me, unable to do anything but feast his eyes on me. “Keep going, I’m loving the show baby”

The head of his cock still called out my name as it peeped out of the top of his shorts. He had me wanting him inside me. I rolled the chair over towards him, and slipped my other hand up the leg of his shorts to grope his sack. Pulling him in closer, I threw each of my legs over his. This left a safe but dangerous distance and almost perfect diamond shape between our legs.

I pulled myself up to standing straddled over him and started to dance. Bringing his face inline with my navel, I ground myself up against him, leaving only a few centimetres between us. Rubbing his head and guiding it towards me, I lowered myself to his crotch almost touching the tip of his cock with my entrance. Then I rolled my body up against him, pressing his face into my double DD perky tits for him to take them in his lips through the material. Looking up, I made eye contact with him as he bit his lip and pressed his cock out towards me.

I stood up, sucking on his neck, while slowly and seductively moving down his torso. Moving back down to caress his cock on the outside of his shorts, he grew bigger. I could see the tip of his cock peeping out of the waist band of his shorts. Mr. Ridley slouched in the chair, inching his cock towards me again, almost begging to be touched. He gazed up at me as I straddled him, standing over him. He thrust towards me in the chair spreading his legs as he pulled me in close, embracing me tight around my waist, trying to take control.

I pushed his hands away, saying, “Sorry. I’m going to have to ask you to show some respect and refrain from touching.”

Flicking my long blonde hair back, I stepped away to perform a much deserved lap dance. Turning away from Mr. Ridley, I exposed my ass to him, tucked tightly away under the g-string at the back. I spread my legs and rolled my body over, raising my ass and placing my arms on my knees. Then I flicked my hair to my back on my way back around, twirling my ass in a grinding movement.

Mr. Ridley said, “fuuuuck” as he reached between my legs. I grabbed another chair and put it in front of him. Raising my right leg and placing it on the chair, I spread my legs and ran my other hand slowly from my ankle to my snatch covered by the snaps of my body suit. I started to rub my hand on the outside of my pussy, and grabbed my tits with the other. My clit was greeted through the fabric before my fingers were saturated in my desire. I moaned in the excitement of the suspense. It was so hot to see him growing and poking out of the top of his shorts, exposing the very tip of his rockin’ hard cock.

I pulled the crotch to my navy body suit to one side before slowly inserting my fingers inside of my body suit. Mr. Ridley said “fuck yeah” as he saw finger after finger disappearing inside of

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