Sweet n Sexy

 Morning All - I'm with PK and Ella this morning and we are having a wonderful time.  The weather is even cooperating.  I'm sure one of us will tell you all about it.  Ella does well with reviews so maybe we'll leave it up to her.  Anyway, here is a story for Valentine's Day.  Hope you enjoy.

She woke up to the sun streaming in the window.  Rolling over to give Blair a morning kiss, she discovered she was alone.  ‘Darn, I wanted to be up first this morning and bring him his coffee in bed.’

She plodded to the bathroom and turned on the shower.  After letting the water sluice down her body until there was no hot water left, she opened the shower door to a steamy room.  She loved doing that and only had the opportunity if she showered after Blair.  The hot water and steam gave her skin a vibrant feel and look, but Blair complained she wasted too much water and of course, there wasn’t much left for him.  Many a morning, her tush was reddened by other than the hot water.  When it happened, those stinging swats on a wet bottom were a definite eye opener and gave her a rosy feeling all day.

She dressed for the day and went downstairs.  No Blair, but there was a note propped up by the coffeemaker.

Happy Valentine’s Day, Sweetie

Sorry I couldn’t be here to give you that first kiss of the day but I had an early meeting.  It gives you a chance to take one of those long hot showers you love.  I’ll be home early and be ready.

                                                              Love you lots,

Be ready, what did that mean?  Ready for what?  They hadn’t made any plans for the evening.  Neither of them liked going out for dinner on this day because it was so overblown.  Terrible food, terrible service and a ton of money.  No they usually had dinner at home, as they would tonight.  She had purchased a couple of lobster tails and filets at the market yesterday, that and a baked potato and salad would do them nicely.

It would be a busy day in the shop today and she wanted to be early to get everything ready.  She was the manager of Sweet n’ Sexy, a lingerie shop in the mall.  Valentine’s Day was the day men came in at the last minute to buy a gift for their wife, girlfriend, or maybe both.  Tomorrow was the day the wife, or girlfriend or maybe both returned the gifts.  Most men were so unrealistic about size, which was a good thing, she supposed.  Nonetheless, it would be a busy couple of days.

Sexy underwear is not always comfortable or practical and considering she was a manager of a well-known shop, she was hardly a walking advertisement.  Blair always purchased her sexiest underwear, otherwise, she would have granny pants and plain bras.    In honor of Valentine’s Day, she chose one of Blair’s gifts today.  He’d bought her a pair of red see-through panties and a red lace bra to match for Christmas and she decided to wear them today.  They fit perfectly and she had to admit she did feel sexier in them.

That day she seemed to smile more and be all more around helpful, so much so that a couple of her employees teased that she must have been the recipient of some fine loving that morning. She blushed and thought to herself ‘it must be the undergarments.”

Undergarments, where did that come from, she hadn’t called them undergarments in years.  In was a phrase that one of her high school teachers used and she always thought it sounded so old-fashioned.  At any rate, she decided she would wear more of her finer lingerie more often.

She arrived home later than usual and Blair was already home.  Sweet fellow that he was, he’d already made the salad and prepared the potatoes for baking. 

“HI Sweetheart, how was your day?” she asked.

Blair was a little surprised, usually, when she came in later than usual, she wasn’t in the happiest of moods.

“It was good.  How about yours, I know how much you hate this holiday.”

“Actually, it wasn’t that bad.”

“Glad to hear that.”

“So what should I be prepared for?”

“Huh, oh that can wait until after dinner.  Do you want to go change?”

“Actually, why don’t you come help me.”

Blair was flabbergasted at her response.  “Sure, honey.”  He followed her into the bedroom.

“What can I help with.”  She smiled at him and began a slow strip tease of her outer clothing. Blair got his first peek of the red lacy bra.  She brought her hands back to unsnap, making her breast more prevalent in the process.  “Here, babe, I can’t seem to get this undone."  She came closer to him and made sure to brush those breasts against his shoulder as she leaned forward.

She heard his intake of breath.  He released the bra snap and she whipped it off.  “It always feels so good to get that off,” she told him as she fondled her breasts to massage the parts where the bra had felt most restrictive.  His eyes practically bugged out of his head. 

Next came the skirt.  She slowly slid it down and stepped out of it to reveal her garter belt and stockings.  She always wore pantyhose if she wore any kind of hose at all.  This too was a gift from Blair.  She sidled over to him and whispered close to his ear.  “Could you unsnap the side snaps, please. “ Her hot breath in his ear caused an increased rise in his pants and he adjusted his position.

When he undid the garter, she placed her leg on the bed next to him and slowly unrolled the stocking down her leg.  She would almost swear he was panting.  She did the same with the other leg and “accidently” dropped the hose onto his lap.   

Once she removed the garter belt, she was left standing there in the lacy red panties.  It wasn’t quite a thong, but pretty darn close.  Swiveling her hips she walked to the closet to retrieve a hanger for her skirt.  Before she reached her destination, Blair was all over her like white on rice.

“You’re a little tease.  I’ll teach you what happens to naughty girls who tease.”  Although the words sounded threatening, the grin on his face belied his intention.  He pulled her over his knee and swatted her backside several times.

“Stop, I was only trying to change clothes.”

He swatted her several more times.  “That’s for fibbing, you knew damn well what you were doing, you little twit.”  More spanks rained down on her bottom, still clad in those red panties.

He was fidgeting around with her panties.  She tried to take them off.  He swatted her hand.

“I’m in charge and I want these on.”  He wedged them into her butt crack and spanked away.“I’m going to try to match the color.” He said and she could feel his grin even if she couldn’t see it.

She guessed he finally achieved his goal because the spanking stopped and she was thrown onto the bed.  She watched as he quickly removed his clothes and practically jumped on top of her. 

He could see the cream glistening on her thighs. “That’s what I thought. You’re ready,” he said as he plunged his throbbing member into her waiting folds.  It didn’t take long before they both reached nirvana.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Blair.  Thank you for my Christmas gift.”  He had a perplexed look on his face.  “I’ll explain it to you some other time, right now I’m starved. How about you?”

See  you later for more Aimless Ramblings.