Divine Intervention: One Shots

Blue Suit

"I'm not sure about this one." His voice startled me. He had been in the dressing room for a little while. He was trying on suits for a few important occasions he had coming up. He almost always wore black, but he was trying on some different colors this time and I couldn't wait to see what this one had in store for me. So far there was a silver/grey one that was a strong front runner and an eggplant purple that I really liked.

I put my phone away so I could give him my full attention. I just about fell off my chair and swallowed my tongue when he stepped around the corner. He was dressed in a cornflower blue suit with a black and white dress shirt patterned with cranes and cherry blossoms. I know my eyes must have been wide. He was still adjusting the collar and buttoning the jacket. "Are you okay?"

I stood up.nodding. "Um yeah. I'm fine and so are you." I stepped over to him and smoothed the lines, trying to catch my breath.

He chuckled. "I don't know that I have ever seen your face look like that. That good or that bad."

I shook my head and stood behind him as I turned him towards the 3 way mirror. "Good. Very, very good." I tugged the bottom of the jacket and turned the cuffs of the shirt down and over the cuffs of the jacket sleeves. "This is something else." He was fidgety. I lightly tapped his butt. "Stay still and take a real good look. This is the one." I had no idea he was even thinking of trying this color on, but it suited him perfectly.

He finally stopped fidgeting and studied himself in the mirror and smiled. "You really think so?"

"Oh I know so." I pulled the waist of his pants tight around him. "It just needs a little bit of tailoring. You shouldn't need a belt. It would ruin the look." I stood back and whistled as the tailor came back and made some markings and took measurements. The pants needed to be hemmed and taken in a bit and the jacket was almost perfect. He always looked good, especially in suits, but this one hit me differently. He headed back into the dressing room and came back out in his street clothes and gave the suit to the tailor. We were taking the shirt with us today. The tailor advised that he would have the suit ready in a week and gave us a ticket. We headed up to the register, checked out and headed on our way. In my mind we couldn't get home fast enough.

The thoughts that rolled through my head as he drove us home were wicked and wild. I must have been blushing hard because he kept looking over at me. "I can't wait to play out whatever is going on up there." He chuckled and pulled into the driveway. I took him by the hand and led him inside the house and upstairs.

Once we hit our bedroom all bets were off. Even I didn't recognize my voice. "Strip. Now." He wasted no time following my directions. I got rid of my clothes just as quickly. I attacked his mouth and pushed him back until he was sitting on the bed with me straddling him. I tangled my hands in his hair, his played at my back, waist, and hips not trying to take control, just gain purchase. I know I growled when he pulled back.

"I'm not sure which Rae this is, but I like her. A lot." He dove back into my lips, pulling me up further on the bed with him. He ended up leaning against the headboard with me biting at his lips and neck. Seeing him in that suit had me ridiculously worked up.

"I don't know, but I like her too." I stood up and stretched with one leg on either side of his thighs. I had no idea what possessed me, but I looked down at him and winked before turning so I was facing away from him. I lowered myself to my knees keeping his very erect shaft in front of me. He growled and ran his hands up and down my bare back. I lowered myself down onto him slowly, feeling more wicked than I ever had. After what felt like forever, I started rocking my hips back and forth. His hands came around an cupped my breasts as his lips, teeth, and tongue explored my neck, shoulders, and upper back. I moaned his name several times as I found a slow pace that I was enjoying very much. His hands slid down to my hips as he decided to help with that pace. He started moving my hips clockwise and then counter clockwise. Alternating until we were both moaning incoherently. One of those magnificent hands crept to my center where those nimble fingers found my clit and sent us both soaring.

I felt his release and tried to recover from mine as I leaned back against his chest. I ran my fingers up and down the underside of his shaft where we were joined. He twitched and giggled. I pulsed around him and shivered. I didn't want to disconnect us and feel empty. He wrapped his arms around me and spoke directly in my ear.

"I will gladly wear more suits if I can play with her more often."