Caught Red Handed

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Some days nothing was better than your last meeting of the day is cancelled so you can go home early. Especially when I'd already spilled some pasta on my white blouse, ripped my tights, and wished several co-workers imminent death.

For every minute the taxi got closer to home, I could feel my headache and mood improving. Harry had a few days off and had barely been able to take his hands off me as I'd left this morning. Being very clingy and needy. It would be nice to surprise him with some extra time together.

As the taxi pulled up into the driveway and paid him, I smiled and wished him a good day as I dug through my purse for my keys. Unlocking the door, I stepped inside and was surprised by how quiet it was. Harry was notorious for always playing music, leaving the tv, or something on. Claiming he hated the silence as it made him feel lonely and alone.

Taking off my heels, I stretched out my toes and was about to call out for him when I heard the tiniest sound from our bedroom. Walking up the stairs very quietly, I heard it again. It was a moan. Harry's moan. Interesting.

Sneaking down the hallway, I was glad to see the door to the bedroom was slightly open. Peeking inside, I felt slightly relieved that he was clearly alone even though I was quite certain he would never cheat on me.

It was quite the sight though. Harry was squirming on the bed, both hands holding a sex toy of some sort and there were several more lying around on the bed.

"You know if you wanted to borrow my toys, you could've asked," I said nonchalantly as I pushed the door fully open and walked over to the bed. Harry looked quite startled and dropped both the toys he had been holding. I looked at them and nodded in approval. "The wand and the rabbit, excellent choices," I sat down on the bed and took the buzzing rabbit in my grasp, pushing it in slowly.

Harry was just staring at me with wide eyes, and there was a strong blush all over his face.

"Cat got you tongue?" I teased, moving the rabbit vibrator in and out slowly. "Did you know these were my favorites it or did you just come to this conclusion after a lot of trying?" I said while looking at all the other sex toys around him. Some were our more shared toys but some that I just used.

"Fuck," Harry groaned as he put his hands over his face. "Can you leave the room, give me long enough to clean everything, and then come back in and pretend this never happened?" he asked.

I turned off the vibrator but left it in and moved up on the bed so I could gently push Harry's hands off his face. "There's no need to be embarrassed. I've caught you playing with yourself before what's so different this time?" I asked, stroking my hand over his cheek.

Harry licked his lips and huffed slightly. "I was just thinking about that night last week and I started missing you, got myself worked up so I decided to try and do something about it but it didn't work, just made it worse cause you weren't here,"

"Ahhh, I'm assuming the night you are speaking off is when I fucked you silly and not the night we ordered three pizzas and ate them all?" I teased with a grin before leaning down and giving him a kiss.

"I just wanted to feel like that again but none of the toys were really right but your toys were the best cause they were yours, and I wanted you inside me again," Harry blushed even harder.

"You could've just asked and I would've gladly fucked you, baby," I told him as I reached down and grasped his hard cock.

"I thought you wouldn't be home till late, I couldn't wait till then," Harry moaned as he thrust into my hand.

Leaning down, I kissed him deeply as I slowly jerked him off. "Baby, I have something I want you to try," I said as I pulled back, stood up, and started to take off my skirt.

Harry looked at me curiously.

"You know how I humped your leg till I cummed once? I want you to do that on me," I explained as I laid down on the bed. "I want you to ride my thigh till you cum and make a mess on my tights,"

Harry's eyes widened and it took him a few seconds before the words registered in his brain but when they did he quickly pushed the sex toys out of the way, the vibrator slipping out of him as he moved around. "Yeah, I want to try," he ran a hand over my tights, feeling the fabric.

I spread my legs a little so Harry could comfortably straddle my leg. Watching him as he moved on over and put a hand on either side of my chest. He glanced up to me and gave me a kiss before he slowly lowered himself down. He bit his lip as he rolled his hips and rubbed his cock against me. "Ooh," he breathed out.

"That feel good?" I asked, running my hands over his shoulders, looking up at his face.

"Y-yeah. It's so soft and smooth," Harry moaned as he thrust his hips harder down on my thigh. "Fuck, I feel like I've been on the edge for hours," he whimpered, scrunching up his face as he moved his hips faster and faster.

I couldn't help but bite my lip as I looked at him. He looked so good and so in the moment. The wetness between my thigh was getting wetter by the second. Stroking my hands over his back, I tangled my fingers into his hair and pulled him in for a deep kiss, while raising my thigh a bit to give him more leverage.

"Come on, baby. Want you to make a mess on me," I whispered while tugging on his hair.

"Fuck," Harry grunted as he grasped my hip with one hand, pushing his cock hard down on my thigh.

Moaning as I felt the warm wetness of his cum spilling over my tights, I kissed him desperately again, biting down on his bottom lip and pulling on it as we broke apart.

Harry collapsed down on me, breathing heavily as his hair tickled the side of my face. His hips were still doing a few small thrusts to ride out his orgasm. "We should buy more of these tights," he mumbled, pressing a few kisses to my cheek.

I grinned and turned my head so we could kiss. "You get a few minutes to recover then I want you between my legs, tongue hard at work," I told him as I shimmied out from under him so I could take off my blouse and bra. When I reached for the waistband of my tights, Harry stopped me. "Leave them on?" he asked. Smirking, I nodded. Oh yeah, we were definitely buying more tights.

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