You came over to the bed and pulled the sheet back. I could feel your eyes inspecting me. I was shaved smooth, just the way you like me. Your soft hands were between my legs, caressing my balls and slowly stroking my cock. In my excitement I blurted out questions like, where have you been? Who were you with?

You calmly looked down at me and said, “Hush now, that’s enough! You know that you’re not allowed to ask me any questions about my dates.”

With downcast eyes, “Sorry Mistress,” was all I said.

Your fingers were dripping with precum as you gently brought them to my mouth. One by one I sucked them clean. Casually strolling from the bedroom you ordered me to fix you a drink, and join you in the living room.

You looked so beautiful sitting there on the couch. Your short sexy dress was well above your knees, exposing your stocking tops. I stood naked and dripping as I handed you your drink. I couldn’t take my eyes off your beautiful legs. The hemline of your dress was hiding the treasure between your legs. The treasure I was aching to see. I needed to see your panties. To touch them. To inhale them. To kiss them. As you sipped your drink I could tell you were enjoying my agony.

I asked you for permission to masturbate. You smiled and nodded yes. Stroking my little cock, I could tell how much my performance pleased you. After a few minutes you set your drink down and leaned back into the couch. Your butt was at the edge of the seat, and you spread your legs very wide. I asked for permission to kiss your panties. You said yes.

I dropped to my hands and knees and positioned myself between your legs. My face was so close to your beautiful panties. You were extremely aroused, your breathing was so heavy, and your panties were very, very wet. The strong aroma of your wetness was intoxicating. Making me drunk with passion. Like a man possessed, I licked and kissed them. Sucking the sweetness from them. All the while I was masturbating, my little cock dripping precum like a faucet. You moved your stocking covered foot up between my legs and nuzzled my balls with your toes. The stroking motion of my arm rubbing against your leg delighted you.

Kneeling on the floor between your legs, I straightened up. With cock in hand, I begged for your sweet panties. Smiling, you slowly removed them. Leaning forward you placed them in my open hungry mouth. My reward for being a good husband. With my right hand I grasped the panties and caressed my face and neck with them. Sliding them down to my hairless chest, I massaged my nipples with them. Finally I slid your panties down to my smooth groin area. Caressing my cock and balls with them. I loved the feeling of panties on my smooth skin. My body shook with pleasure as I thanked you for them.

You reclined