Mrs Jackson's secretary

And another one

Michelle's POV

I took a spoon to taste if the soup wasn't too salty. It was perfect, thank god. I'd cry if I fucked up cooking this time.

I had a free Friday, unlike Lora, so I decided to make a meal for us. Then the idea turned into something more romantic. I found candles, selected the prettiest plates and even bought a bouquet of flowers. I took a shower and waited for my wife to get home.

Some time passed since she had her bottom surgery. It went well, she said she was happy with the results. And I was happy too, because of her happiness. I didn't think this woman could get any more attractive but she surprised me. She was even more confident than before. I loved seeing her, finally happy about her body. Sometimes her dysphoria hit her and even if she tried her best to ignore it and hide it, it sometimes ruined her mood.

I couldn't wait to have sex with her, but she needed to recover. But now, we both knew enough time passed. She was nervous, it was like her 2nd first time, so I patiently waited for her to feel ready. I wanted us both to enjoy that special moment.

Of course if she said no today, I wouldn't get mad. I knew it was possible, I didn't want to pressure her.

Suddenly my thoughts got interrupted by the sound of the door opening and closing. She placed her keys on the shelf and took off her shoes.

"What's the nice smell?"

She peaked inside the room and her eyes widened in surprise. She stood in the doorframe for a few seconds, completely shocked.

"I-I didn't expect anything like that. What's the occasion? Did I forget about something?"

"No, darling, don't worry. I just wanted to make a nice meal for us."

She smiled at me and I did the same. We both sat down, I lit up the candles and we started eating. I asked her casual questions about her day. Our kids were staying at Morgan's house because she promised them a night in a tent in her garden. Without them, the house seemed much more quiet. For a moment we sat in silence.

She finished eating and looked at me, a bit hesitant.

"Do you want to...?"

"Want to what, dear?"

I collected the plates and put them in the sink. She followed me to the kitchen and stood next to me.

"You want to have sex, right?"

"Yes... and no."

"What? "

I smiled, she looked adorable right now, confused as fuck.

"I mean, it would be nice, but only if you want to do it too. I don't want to pressure you in any way."

I hugged her, wrapping my hands around her waist. She looked down at me and smiled softly.

"I want to do it but... Fuck, I'm so nervous. Even more than I was before my actual first time."

She nervously chuckled. I reached my hand to caress her cheek. She found it comforting. We went to our bedroom, she sat on the edge of the bed and played with her fingers as I reached for a bottle of lube.

"I'm gonna be your first."

I said jokingly and she nodded. I sat next to her and hugged her. She sighed when I moved away after a moment.

"What if you won't find me attractive anymore?"

"Lora, respectfully, you're the most attractive woman I've ever met. And I love you no matter what. I don't care what's in your pants, I love you as a person."

I noticed the tears forming in her eyes so I pulled her into another hug.

"I love you too Ellie."

After she calmed down a bit, she let me take her blouse off, along with her bra. She started pulling my shirt up, so I raised my hands to make it easier for her. She threw it somewhere behind my back and reached to take my bra off. When it fell on the bed, she moved closer to kiss me. Meanwhile she started playing with my boobs.

I pushed her away slightly and she looked at me confused.

"Today I am the one pleasuring you, my love."

I took off my pants and panties. She slid down her jeans and waited for me to take off her underwear. After making sure once again she's fine with it, I slowly pulled her panties down. As soon as they hit the floor, they were completely forgotten.

I admired her pussy for a moment. Then I moved my face closer and started kissing it, moving to her inner thighs from time to time. She let out quiet whimpers and reached her hand to push my face more into her.

I licked her clit a few times, causing shivers to run down her spine. Then I spread her pussy and started sucking. She arched her back.

I moved away for a moment, to spread the lube on my fingers. Then I came back to where I previously was and slid one finger inside her. She half moaned half screamed at the new feeling. I started slowly moving it in and out of her.

"Add second one, please."

She almost begged, so I did what I was asked to do. She gasped when my second finger slid inside her.

I started fingering her and sucking on her clit. She started cursing and praising me at the same time. She came on my fingers, I felt how her legs shook when she climaxed.

Her breathing was heavy, drops of sweat on her forehead. I changed my position so our pussies touched. I knew she always wanted to try scissoring. I started moving my hips, my clit rubbing against hers. She was staring at her pussy, that was getting wet from my cum leaking out of my hole. Then she looked at me. I started moving faster, feeling my orgasm was close. I came all over her cunt, and she did too, this time screaming my name.

I laid on top of her, listening to her heart beating like crazy. I kissed her jaw.

"Did you enjoy it?"

She looked at me like I was crazy.

"Are you kidding me right now?! It was the best fucking sex I've ever had in my life! Thank you baby. "

She kissed my nose. I felt so happy, she was satisfied with her first time after the surgery.

I hugged her and waited for her to fall asleep. She was exhausted because it took her only a few minutes.

My precious wife. My lover. She was perfect to me either way.