3 comments/ 8309 views/ 1 favorites Pay Attention By: luv2laugh455 Sitting in my bed, flipping through channels on my overpriced 36" HD plasma TV. I glance at the clock to realize that its 3:30 am in the morning and my husband is still in front of his computer. He has been working so hard trying to make partner at his father's law firm. He's been like this for months ever since the position opened. I look at the calendar to realize that it's been that long since we've made love. It's not liked I haven't tired. I've came to bed naked waiting for him to find me , then I wake up the next morning realizing he never came to bed. I've tried dirty talk in his ear while he typed away on his computer keyword but he swats me away like a fly buzzing in his face. But tonight will be different. I'm pulling out all the stops. Going in my closet, I pull out my bag of tricks. My silver dildo with the rolling inner beads, my powder pink anal plug, a heated bottle of KY jelly and my favorite pocket rocket. Wearing my black lace teddy, I slowly stroll into his office. As I predicted he is face deep in his computer slapping the keys like I wished he would do to my ass. He didn't notice me come up behind until I started nibbling on his earlobe. I can feel his body start to react as I run my hand under his t-shirt and gently tug on his nipple. "I am ready to take this to the next level" I tell myself when I kiss the back of his neck and walk out the office. I run to the bedroom and pick up my trusty pocket rocket. I slowly walk back to his office and I see that I have a little of his attention but I want it all. I try out my sexy walk over to his office couch and park myself right in the middle of it. Spreading my legs so he can see how wet I am, I strap the pocket rocket to my index finger and turn it on high. I sit like this for about 10 seconds before I bring my now vibrating finger to my clit. The first touch of the vibrator was a startle to me shown by the high pitched moan that escaped my mouth. He turned and forced me and I could tell by the erection jutting from his sweatpants that I had his full attention. With my left hand vibrating and circulating my clit, I used my right head to spread my pussy lips for viewing pleasure. Knowing how he liked watching me please myself, I began very slow circles around my clit. First my circles are clockwise, then I change up and start running my vibrating fingers up and down my slick split. I was so busy I didn't even notice he got up from his computer chair and was on his knees right in front of my wet glistening pussy as if praising it. "Do you want to feel how wet I am" I said. Nodding his head, he pulled his hand from rubbing his noticeably hard un-cut penis, he slides his index finger instead me. I arch my back immediately and open to him a little more. The electric feel that jolts down my spine and through my legs lets me know that this is definitely real. "I have missed your touch "I tell him as his intrusion kicks up in speed. He plants deep-longing kisses on me starting from my toes. He works his way up my calf, to my thighs and then one centered on my now drenched pussy. "You don't need this anymore" he says and moves my pocket rocket finger and replaces it with his mouth. Grabbing my hips, he pulls me to the edge of the couch until I'm completely open to him. Making small but fast circle with his tongue he tortures my clit encouraging it from outside of its hiding place. Bringing me where I need to be, he adds his middle finger to the party and I can see heaven. Working his digits vigorously while sucking my clit in his mouth, a blast of sensation brings me to the edge. At this point I start bucking my hips against his mouth and run my fingers through his long dark hair. I'm so close to coming in his mouth, I can see stars. In between moans I scream "suck me harder". My walls clinch his fingers as the first ripples of my climax starts. I ride his fingers through the shock wave until the tremors stop. Before I realize it, he picks me up off the couch and carries me to our bed. Seeing my toys already on display, he strips off his shirt and rips off his sweatpants. Still trying to recover from what I know is my first of many orgasms tonight, I hear what sounds like a plastic bottle creaking open. "The KY" I say in y head. "Are you going to leave me open like this" I say and he quickly replies "Don't worry you won't be open for too much longer" as I feel a familiar intrusion to my rear end. He begins his slow and careful task of sliding my anal plug pass the ring of muscle. I raise my hips to allow for positioning and he captures my still swollen clit into his mouth. Just when I think I can't take anymore, he slide the butt plug home and replaces his mouth with my silver dildo set on high once again. I'm on the edge of oblivion. Already I can feel the ripples of ecstasy wrap around the dildo and butt plug. "Oh baby, more", I'm so close". As if on cue, he quickly removes the dildo and drives his cook deep inside me. He grabs my hips the same time as I wrap my legs around him and lift up to meet his deep thrusts. "Come with me baby" he says and doesn't have to say again. We orgasm in a united band of moans and sighs. He collapses in a heap on top of me and I run my fingers up and down his back. He looks up at me with his brown eyes and I know that he is satisfied. As I drift off to sleep, I feel him get up and I know he is headed towards his office. I let a smile loose because I know that there is always tomorrow. Pay Attention to the Stranger Sandy saw the car before she noticed any movement. Her first thought was, who the hell would drive a car such as this one on the old access road. As she pulled up behind the grey convertible, her cruiser lights shone directly on the man standing alongside the vehicle. He was tall, slim and looking slightly annoyed. Instinctively, she knew to approach the situation with caution. As she stepped out of the patrol car, his expression quickly changed to one of relief. "Good evening, officer. Perhaps you can be of some assistance. I mistakenly locked my keys in the trunk of the car." The hair on the back of Sandy's neck stood up...something was not right here. "Do you have some identification, sir?" He chuckled, "unfortunately that is with my keys". She took a closer look at the man standing before her - an easy smile, spoke with a seductive voice and had the most alluring blue eyes;the kind that a woman could easily find herself drowning in. There was no doubt in her mind, he was a charmer and was use to getting what he wanted. She needed to break eye contact with this stranger if she was going to remain calm. She quickly looked away; too quickly as she heard a soft laugh escape him. "Damn him!" she thought. She tended to have more control over her reactions to men; however, there was something different about this one and she was not convinced it was good. "Have you considered removing your rear seat cushions to gain access to the trunk?" He looked at her intently; too intense for her liking. He paused and then seemed to choose his words carefully. "Perhaps with your aid, I can retrieve my keys and this unpleasant night will turn into one which is most enjoyable." She felt a tingle in her spine from his words, again, she needed to remind herself to concentrate on the task at hand. Sandy pointed her flashlight into the interior of the Shelby. The black leather looked soft and luxurious. Oh how she wanted to touch it; to run her hands slowly over the rich, dark...but wait, her eye caught something lying on the passenger seat. She was hoping her mind was playing tricks on her. Sandy slowly turned around to face the man standing behind her, and quickly realized just how close he was. His scent filled her head and she could feel his warm breath on her face. She took a step back as she needed to remain in control. "Would you care to explain what is in your car before I cuff you and take you downtown?!" A smile slowly crept across his face as he took a step towards her. Her instinct was to protect herself. Without hesitation, she quickly grabbed his arm, twisted it behind his back and pushed him face down onto the hood of his car. Before he was able to utter a word, she had both his wrists handcuffed behind him. "Let me explain!" he demanded. "You will have plenty of time to explain once I am certain you don't have more weapons on you!" she shot back. Her light had caught an assortment of blades in a half opened leather pouch. Just what she needed, a stranger in town with no identification and driving the back roads with what could be weapons. "Weapons? I am not carrying any weapons!" She ignored his protests and began to check his body. Although Sandy had done pat downs many times, she was apprehensive about this one. Her hands trembled ever so slightly as she felt the hard muscles of his upper body. Her hesitation on his slim hips and muscular thighs did not go unnoticed by her prisoner. He gave a throaty laugh and asked, "Enjoying yourself?" She removed her hands, stood up and gave him a defiant look. "How dare he!" she thought. As much as he infuriated her, she had to admit he also intrigued her. There was an animal magnetism between them that she was finding difficult to ignore. It became obvious she was not the only one who noticed. After she removed the handcuffs, they stood close to each other - perhaps too close. She became aware of his breathing and knew he was breathing in her scent, just as she had done to him. She willed her legs to move but they betrayed her and remained motionless. His head slowly lowered and he softly kissed her. It felt like a whisper against her lips and it was only when he kissed her again that she realized he had actually touched her. It was if her body was paralyzed. As long as there was physical contact with this man she was unable to move. In the back of her mind she doubted she wanted him to stop. She could feel herself being drawn deeper and deeper into him. As his mouth travelled across her cheek and down her neck she could hear him gently whisper to let herself go and to give into the moment. Sandy realized his words were not necessary for she had already lost herself to him. His skilful hands moved across her breasts and squeezed her nipples through the soft material of her uniform. A soft moan escaped her lips as his hands and mouth continued on their path, caressing her ever so softly. Suddenly, she felt the cool night air on her skin. She had no idea who removed her clothes, only that they were lying on the ground at her feet. He knelt in front of her and gently spread her legs. The assault on her body continued as he deliberately ran his tongue up and down her clit. She gasped; then a moan escaped her lips as her back arched to move her hips closer to her source of pleasure. His fingers joined his tongue and her wetness grew as he inserted a finger deep inside her and began to stroke her. She felt as if her whole body was on fire and about to explode; she did not know how much more of this she could take. One thing she did know is that she needed to feel his skin against her own. She wanted to be able to taste the pleasures of his body as he was doing with hers. Instinctively her hands reached out to him and pulled him against her body. She found his belt buckle, undid it with ease and began to unzip his jeans. She could feel his cock straining against his trousers before she even slid them down over his hips. He was aroused and she could not wait to touch him; taste him; then feel his hardness deep inside her. She parted her lips and gently kissed his face slowly making her way down his throat and across his chest; flicking her tongue across his nipples as she lowered herself down on her knees. She quickly found the object of her desire. He had a beautiful cock and his deep moan as she took him into her mouth made her smile. Sandy loved the taste of cock and could never understand why some women had such an aversion to it. She ran her tongue up and down his shaft and around the rim of the head. Her hands cradled his balls. She gently massaged them as her mouth kept rhythm moving up and down. His hands tangled in her hair as he thrust himself deeper; he wanted her to take all of him. Sandy could feel her pussy becoming even wetter. She could not take much more of this and doubted he could either. She reluctantly released his shaft from her lips and stood so that she was able to feel the full length of his body against hers. He kissed her deeply; they tasted of each others juices which only heightened her arousal. She followed his lead and moved with his body and soon felt the cold metal of the car hood against her back. As she wrapped her legs around his hips, he slid inside her. She gasped at the intense pleasure his body was giving hers. He slowly moved in and out of her. She felt her orgasm began to build as he trust harder and deeper; his head was nestled in her neck and she could feel his warm breath on her skin. He began to whisper but his words were suddenly drowned out by a loud screeching noise. Sandy shook her head hoping to make the noise go away but it only continued to get louder. Sandy slowly opened her eyes to look for the source of noise. She groaned when she noticed it was her alarm clock. "Damn it!" she thought, right in the middle of the best dream she had had in months. She closed her eyes, hoping for five more minutes of sleep, however, someone had other plans for her. The phone needed to be answered. "Damn it again!" she said aloud after getting off the phone with her superior. She was needed at the office immediately; fifteen minutes later she walked into the station. The sergeant was walking towards her followed by a man who looked vaguely familiar. He was quickly introduced as the new doctor at the local clinic and apparently his welcome into the town was having his car stolen the previous night. As Sandy reached out her hand to shake his, she asked what make of car he drove. "A grey Shelby," he replied. She suddenly recognized this man; it was the stranger from her dream! Without thinking, she asked if he had car problems while driving on the old access road leading from town. He stared at her intently and hesitated before replying. "Yes; I left my car to find help and that was the last time I saw it." Sandy knew at that moment that it was going to be a day to remember; and the new doctor was going to be a man she would never forget.