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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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We walked into the seated cafe area, it was fairly quiet with only a few people sat at the tables and a couple looking at the menu by the till. My husband asked me what I wanted as the gentleman from behind the counter waited for our order.
"Bacon roll, tom sauce and a cup of tea please." I replied as I stood holding my husband's hand.
"We'll both have that please." My husband said to him. "Go grab a seat sexy, I'll bring it over." My husband said to me as he kissed the top of my head. As I walked across to the table I wondered if anyone had noticed my anklet, it was a fairly discreet piece of jewellery but for those who knew what it represented, it would be a clear signal. The thought of other people understanding it was making me wet. Knowing I was not wearing any knickers was making me horny. I picked a table by the window and sat myself down. My husband joined me with our food. We finished eating and sat chatting whilst we finished our drinks.
"I'm just nipping to the loo before we go." I said.
I walked out of the cafe area and into the ladies bathroom. A beep came from inside my bag. I pulled my phone out as I shut the cubicle door and read the text, it was from my husband.
'Are you feeling naughty dirty girl?' The text read.
Filled with excitement I quickly replied almost dropping my phone in the process.
'Yes sir.' I typed.
'Put the seat lid down and pull up your skirt, make yourself comfy.'
I smiled as I read, following the instructions.
I typed my reply, 'Yes sir.'
My phone beeped again. 'Good girl. Rub your pussy for me, you're dying to be fucked aren't you dirty girl.'
I sat down, the seat lid felt freezing cold against my bare skin. I lifted one leg onto the lid and balanced myself as my fingers began to play. I felt so wet with lust and the need to be fucked surging through me as I touched my pussy. I heard the main door to the bathroom click open. Damn, someone had come in to use the loo. I quickly turned the volume off on my phone and continued to stroke my pussy, I didn't want to stop now.
'Yes sir.' I replied as I continued to play between my legs waiting for his next text.
'Good girl.' My husband replied.
I heard the lock click in the cubicle next to me.
'Do you wish you were being watched right now dirty girl whilst your fingers are deep inside?'
He knew exactly what to type to drive me wild, I wished I was being watched and closed my eyes imagining I could be seen as I pushed two fingers inside my pussy, fucking myself for him.
'Take a picture of your slut's pussy and send it to me.....now.' The next text read.
Shit, I thought, the lady in the cubicle next to me will hear my phone if I take a picture. I hesitated as I preyed the other lady would hurry the hell up! I'd have to wait or she'd hear me. My phone vibrated again.
'I said now.' The message read.
I switched my camera on and opened my legs widely, making sure my fingers were in place as I took the photo. The sound of the click of the camera on my phone as I took the photo seemed to echo loudly. I heard the chain being pulled next to me as I pressed send. I decided to wait for whoever it was to leave before I left the cubicle. I heard the door lock next to me click open. The door opened but then it was silent. What the hell was this woman doing? She must have heard and was probably wondering what was going on next to her.
'Good girl.' My husband's next text read.
My phone vibrated again.
'But I had to ask you twice?'
The dominance in his message excited me so much, I hoped I would be punished for taking too long to send the photo. I waited for another text but my phone remained still, no more messages. I heard the trap running before the hand dyer started to hum. The main door into the bathroom clicked shut, she was gone. I opened the cubicle door, washed and dried my hands and returned to my husband. He was looking at the picture I'd just sent him. He kissed me as I sat back down next to him, a big grin across my face as his hand stroked my thigh.
"Do you like your photo sir." I asked.
"Very much, good girl." He kissed me.
"Is your pussy nice and wet dirty girl?" He asked whispering into my ear as the gentleman from behind the counter came across to us and picked up my empty plate. I crossed my legs squeezing my thighs together to try to control my horniness.
"Very wet for your sir." I whispered back watching the gent place one plate on top of the other before he picked up our mugs. I was so turned on.
"You enjoyed your little play?" He continued.
"Yes sir, thank you sir." I replied. I so wanted to fuck but I knew he was making me wait, slowly teasing me as he took his control over my submission.
"Thank you very much, that was lovely." My husband said to the man as he walked away from our table, the man nodded and smiled,
"No problem." He said.
My husband leaned towards me, "The bacon roll wasn't bad either." He whispered making me giggle.
"Right then." He said, "We need to make a move, we'll be able to book in soon."
We both went back to the car, his strong arm wrapped around my shoulders as we walked. I couldn't wait to get the hotel and check in to the room, I needed his cock inside me........ |
I'll be starting a new post for part 2.
Jo 