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Authors: Ella Gottfried
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This story has erotic themes and is suitable for adults, 18+ only.
Ginger sat on the edge of the bed watching her husband get
ready for work. He looked so handsome in his designer suit. Now, he looked
absolutely nothing like the young boy she fell in love with in college. He was
a man, a very successful man, and she felt lucky to be by his side.
“What are you staring at?” He asked with a chuckle.
Ginger was watching him shave in the bathroom mirror. She
loved how carefully he stroked the razor against his skin, and how smooth his
face would become. She was enamored by him; that she could not help.
“You’re so handsome.” She said.
Bill washed his face, and then splashed some aftershave on
his skin without taking his eyes off of her through the mirror’s reflection. He
turned to her, his ass against the sink, and then licked his lips.
“How about a morning quickie?” He said with a grin.
“You’ll be late!” Ginger said with a nervous giggle.
She knew he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. When he
decided he wanted something, he went after it full force, and that included
her.
He walked over to the bed, pushing her down onto her back.
As he stood over her, glaring at her in her pink sleep pants and flimsy white
tank top, he seemed to be taking in her image.
“You need to go shopping today.” He said.
“I don’t need anything.” Ginger replied.
“Oh yes you do!” He said, still wearing the mischievous
grin.
“What?” She asked.
“Sexy lingerie.” He said.
Ginger had never owned lingerie until her bridal shower.
Her friend Nancy from college bought her a sexy white teddy with stockings and
a G-string to match. She loved how excited Bill became when he saw her walk out
of the hotel bathroom wearing it on their honeymoon. She thought that was
something you wore on your wedding night, not after you were married. She
couldn’t imagine sleeping in such a getup.
“Seriously?” Ginger asked, raising her eyebrow.
“Yes, something really hot!” He said.
His hands slid around her waist, tugging at her sleep
pants. With one smooth motion, he pulled them from her waist to her ankles, and
then to the floor.
She was embarrassed that he was now staring at her cotton
panties. She knew they were not sexy, but they were comfortable. He grinned as
he looked at the sweet little pink flowers on the material, and then turned
around to grab something from the drawer behind him.
Ginger let out a squeal when she had seen the scissors in
his hand, and quickly covered her face with her hands.
“What are you doing?” She asked with a giggle in her
voice.
“What needs done.” He said sternly.
She felt the cold metal of the scissors against her leg,
and then heard the noise as they cut away her flowered panties.
Bill tugged on them, pulling the sliced material away from
her skin.
“That’s better.” He said.
His hands rested on her knees, and then slid up her legs.
As he passed her private area, he rested on her belly, sliding the tank top up
just enough to expose her round breasts.
“You really are sexy.” Bill whispered.
“No I’m not!” Ginger argued, covering her face with her
hands once again.
Bill’s hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them under her
thin tank top. He reached up and gently removed her hands from her face, and
then leaned in to kiss her passionately on the mouth.
She loved how he made her feel. He did make her feel sexy,
even though she knew her shyness got in the way of adventurousness. Bill always
told her she needed to just let go, but it always felt so awkward to her, so she
let him lead the way when it came to sex.
His mouth moved to her breasts, playfully flicking her
nipples with his tongue. As he lowered himself down her body, she felt his hot
breath on her belly, and then at her playground, deep between her legs.
His tongue slid across her pussy as it traced the crease
between her thighs on each side. She quivered as his tongue smacked against her
sensitive skin between her legs, pushing apart her pink folds.
“I love the way you taste.” He whispered, and then plunged
his tongue deep into her pussy.
Ginger moaned as he worked it in and out, and when his
finger slid in beside it, she let out a squeal.
As she felt her body relax, and her orgasm start to build,
he stood, unzipped his pants, and let her squirm as she waited for him to
unleash his cock.
Her eyes never left his hand, watching as it pulled the
hardened meat from his slacks, and then slowly stroked it with precision and
skill.
“You want this?” He asked.
“Yes.” She said.
“Then tell me.” He said.
“I want it.” She said.
“You want what?” He asked.
Ginger felt herself blush. She knew Bill was prompting her
to talk dirty, and she wished she could do it without feeling so silly.
“I want your cock.” She whispered.
“Good girl.” He said, pushing his finger back into her
hot, wet hole for a few strokes to work her back up.
He gripped her legs, pulling her to the edge of the bed,
and then rested his cock at her tight pink entrance. His eyes remained on her,
staring intensely as he forced his large cock into her excited hole.
He pumped hard, pushing himself deeper and deeper into her
body. She felt herself start to quiver, and she knew he wouldn’t last long once
she let go.
He once told her how beautiful she was when she orgasmed,
and that in that moment, she was sexier than ever. She always felt a little
awkward when she would cum, feeling out of control, and not sure what faces she
was making.
Her body tensed, and she knew Bill could feel her starting
to pulsate as he stared into her eyes.
“Let go baby girl.” He said, pushing harder and harder.
Ginger felt his hand on her face, stroking her cheek as
she began to drift off into another world. Everything went black, and then
flashed with colors as she tightly squeezed her eyes shut.
“Open your eyes baby.” He whispered, knowing she was
trying to disappear.
Ginger opened her eyes, stared at her handsome husband and
let go.
Her body twitched, her leg began to quiver, and she
watched as his head leaned back and his mouth formed an ‘o’. Once he let out
his loud groan, she knew he was satisfied.
“That’s how everyday should be started.” He whispered, and
then pulled himself out from between her legs.
She quickly clenched her legs to catch the mess while he
grabbed her towel from the bathroom.
She loved starting her day this way too, so maybe, just
maybe, she would go shopping for something sexy.
Ginger was showered and dressed, and Bill was long gone at
work. The house was huge. It was much too big for just the two of them, but
they did hope to eventually start a family.
When they moved to Arizona for his job, she was excited to
see a new place, but leaving her family and friends was scary, and after a
year, she hadn’t made any new friends, and spent most of her time in the big
house putting around.
She decided to shop like Bill suggested, and got in her
car and drove towards the mall. The Victoria’s Secret store that was situated
between a candy shop and a plus sized women’s boutique in the mall was
something she passed on her way to American Eagle, but never once had she ever entered.
She lingered at the candy shop, buying a bag of gumballs
and some chocolate covered pretzels. After laughing at herself for acting so
reluctant to enter the sexy store, she finally made her way inside.
“Can I help you?” A tall blonde woman asked, making her
immediately feel out of place.
She was dressed in a pants suit with a low cut breast and
looked as if she had been airbrushed with a golden tan. Ginger felt
underdressed in her jeans and t-shirt.
“I’m just looking.” Ginger said, and then browsed through
the bras on the wall.
“Is there something in particular you want today?” She
asked.
Her voice was soft and kind, and Ginger knew just because
she looked like a snob, she most likely wasn’t. Her job was to look that good,
so she lightened up, and decided to let the woman help.
“I need something sexy.” She whispered.
“You came to the right place. Is it a special occasion?”
She asked.
“No, my husband wants me to give up my cotton panties.”
Ginger joked, but was more serious than the woman realized.
“Understood.” She said, and then grabbed a few things from
the rack.
“Medium panties, size 5, 34 C?” She asked.
“Yes.” Ginger said, a little stunned by the woman’s
accuracy.
“Right this way.” She said, leading her to the dressing
rooms in the back.
Ginger took the items from the woman and closed herself in
the dressing room. The bra and panties she tried on first were flattering to
her curves, much more so than the underwear she arrived in.
“How does it fit?” The saleswoman asked from outside the
door.
“Perfect.” Ginger said.
The door opened without warning, and the woman stared in
at her in her skimpy attire. Ginger felt embarrassed that the woman intruded on
her in that way, but when she seen her lips curl into a smile, and her eyes
light up, she was suddenly proud of her body.
“Don’t ever cover that beautiful body up with cotton
panties again.” The woman said, and then shut the door.
She returned with several other options for Ginger to try
on, including a silky black corset with matching panties and straps that hung
for stockings.
After trying everything on, and having the woman inspect
each piece, she brought the items to the cash register.
“So, what will you be purchasing today?” She asked.
“All of it.” Ginger said, holding her husband’s credit
card in her hand.
The woman smiled, and rang up the sale. After $689 was
spent in the store, Ginger felt like a new woman, and she knew Bill would be
pleased.
When she got home, she decided to hide the items in the
back of the closet, with the exception of the new matching bra and panties she
wanted to wear.
She stood in front of the mirror admiring her body in the
undergarments. Her round breasts were pushed up and together in the bra, making
them look larger and fuller. The panties hugged her high on the hips, making
her legs look even longer, and with her bare ass cheeks, and the tiny triangle
at her tail bone, she somehow looked curvier.
She heard a car door slam outside, and then people
talking. Her heart skipped a beat for second as she grabbed a towel to cover
herself up. It was impossible for anyone to see inside her large bathroom
window, but her shyness always seemed to come out in an irrational way when she
was startled.
As she peeked out the window she noticed a woman in a
black suit standing at the front entrance to the house next door. A couple
stood beside her, waiting for her to let them in.
Ginger had not associated with her neighbors much, mainly
because they all had small children, and that left little in common between
them, so she was hopeful that someone more like her and Bill would move into
the empty house next door.
The woman had blonde hair with dark brown roots. It was
long and hung down the middle of her back. She was wearing a tank top and
jeans, and it looked like she had a tattoo on her tan shoulder. The man was
wearing a designer suit, held the woman’s hand, and looked to be taller than
Bill, even at 6’ 2”. They looked to be about the same age as her and Bill, and
she didn’t see any kids, or any car seats in the SUV they drove.
Ginger watched as they entered the house, and then waited
for what seemed like an eternity for them to exit.
They stood on the grass, talking to the woman in the suit
for several minutes before they got into their SUV and drove away.
Only a few people even looked at the property since it
went up for sale a month ago, and Ginger was losing hope that anyone would buy
it, until now.
The couple looked happy as they talked to the woman, and
the man had gripped the woman by the waist, pulling her in close to him before
they got in their car. So, Ginger was thinking that was a good sign, it looked
very familiar to how her and Bill looked when they put in an offer on their
house.
Ginger pulled weeds from her flower bed, spent an hour
working out, and then showered. She put the new panty and bra set on after her
shower, and then covered them with a pair of black yoga pants and a bright blue
tank top. She knew that Bill would notice her cleavage right away, and she
couldn’t wait for his reaction.
She had just started dinner when her phone buzzed. Looking
down at the screen, she noticed she had two texts from Bill.
Bill: Baby, I’m going to be late tonight….
Bill: Don’t worry about dinner; I’ll grab something here
at the office.
Ginger was used to him working late, but he usually told
her before now. She was too far into the meal to stop, so she continued
sautéing the vegetables and chicken in her sweet and sour sauce, and answered
his text.
Ginger: How late?
Bill: Late…
Ginger: Ok, I’ll see you tonight then...
Bill: Don’t wait up baby, it’s going to be a rough night
here…
Ginger knew he was working on a high-profile case, and if
he could manage to pull off a win in court next month, he was guaranteed a
partnership in the firm, so she had to be understanding, even though she wanted
to scream!
She finished dinner, sitting at the large table alone.
After cleaning everything up, she poured a glass of wine, and turned on the TV
to watch rerun episodes of Two Broke Girls. Bill hated the show, saying the
humor was lame, and the writing was pathetic, but she loved it, feeling that
the humor was on point, and that the writers were brilliant. That was the only
good thing about Bill working late; she got to watch the silly sitcoms that he
hated.
She must have fallen asleep, because she opened her eyes
to an infomercial for skin cream. The house was dark and quiet, and she felt
more alone than ever.
Her phone said it was after one in the morning, and even
though Bill worked late quite often, he rarely worked past ten.
She picked up her phone, checked for texts or missed
calls, but seen nothing.
Ginger: You ok babe?
It took a couple minutes for a response, and she was
starting to get antsy waiting.
Bill: Finishing up now…
Ginger: Ok, I’m going to bed.
Bill: Sorry I’m so late, but we made a breakthrough!
Ginger: That’s great!
Ginger headed upstairs, undressing from her yoga pants and
tank top. She thought about putting on one of her sexier nighties she purchased
today, but knew it would be waste.
Bill would come in late, fall asleep as soon as his head
hit the pillow, and then rush out of the house in the morning. Whenever he got
excited about a breakthrough in a case, he rarely spent any time at home. All
he wanted to do was work on the case and get it won.
Ginger fell into a deep sleep, and she never heard Bill
come in. When she woke up, he was already dressed, and ready to head out the
door.
He leaned over her, kissing her softly on the forehead.
“I’ve gotta run baby!” He said, grabbing his briefcase and
heading for the door.
Ginger climbed out of bed, watched out the window as he
pulled away in his black Mercedes. She loved that he was so successful, but she
hated being so lonely all the time.
She was about to climb back into bed when she noticed the
SUV from the day before pull back into the drive of the house next door.
The same couple got out of the car, and then walked over
to the entrance of the house. She watched as they looked in the windows, and
then walked around to the backyard.
The woman pulled up, wearing a red suit, similar to the
black one from the day before, and greeted the couple as they made their way
back to the front of the house.
She had papers in her hand, and wore a large smile, so
Ginger knew the couple was putting in an offer that would make the realtor a
hefty commission.
Her heart started beating fast, and she felt her
excitement grow as they all went inside. She watched as they finally exited
after several minutes, and the woman shook the couple’s hands as though they
had just made a deal.
Ginger threw on her yoga pants and tank top that lay there
in the floor, and pulled her hair up tightly into a ponytail. She ran down the
stairs, and then out her backdoor, where she pretended to busy herself with
skimming the pool.
She could hear laughter, and then silence. One car door
sounded, but she never heard the second, so she was unsure if she should peek
over the fence or not.
Voices came closer as the couple started walking around to
the back of the house. Ginger looked over towards the chatter to see the woman
standing on the deck, looking over at her.
“Hi there.” She said, waving her arm in the air.
“Hello.” Ginger said, trying her best to sound cool.
“We just put an offer in on this house, so I guess we’ll
be neighbors.” She said, smiling with a crooked smile.
Her eyes were deep blue, her skin tan, and her cheeks
round and plump like a school girls. Ginger knew she was young, at least no
older than she was, but she somehow seemed more mature.
Ginger walked to the fence to meet the woman. She shook
her hand and then proceeded to ask about the neighborhood.
“The neighbors are all nice, most have kids though,”
Ginger said.
“You don’t?” The woman asked.
“No, not yet.” She said.
“Us either.” The woman responded.
“I’m Veronica, but my friends call me Vee, and this is
Scott.” She said, motioning towards the tall man with wavy brown hair.
“I’m Ginger, and my husband is Bill, he’s at work, he’s
usually always at work.” Ginger said with a smile.
“Ginger?” Vee said.
“You don’t look like a Ginger?” She added with a smile.
Ginger looked confused at the woman. She wondered what she
did look like.
“I mean you don’t have red hair, its dark…” Vee said.
Ginger laughed, not realizing that’s what she meant.
“Well, it was good to meet you.” Vee said.
“If all goes well, we’ll be moved in next week.” She said.
“That’s fast!” Ginger said, knowing it took over a month
to get into their house.
“It’s a bank sale, so if we can get the closing pushed up,
it’s ours.” She said.
Ginger hadn’t realized the nice couple that lived next
door when they moved in had lost their house. She suddenly felt bad for the fat
woman with four kids that bitched all the time.