Little Wonder (Phan)

Eighty-Eight.

Taking a deep breath I watched as Winnie vanished into her room before turning back to Phil. I saw the small smile on his face and it sparked something inside of me, especially the little touch that he gave me on my arm. "How about we sit on the couch?" With a nod I followed him and sat a bit closer than I meant to, I wasn't a horny teenager but anyone with a brain could see that I was beginning to act like one. What was wrong with me? I left, haven't been home in months, and the first thing I want to do when I see my husband is push him against the wall, allow him to dominate and take control, and then slam me into the mattress harder than he's even done. But that was all crazy, right? It wouldn't help with the fact that some people thought we were married just for the sheer fact of sexual pleasure. That there was no love in our relationship. No real love. "Dan?" His hand was now on my knee and I bit my bottom lip. I knew there were signs that he understood and I could see confusion in those ocean eyes of his. Surely I wasn't going to suggest something at such a time, right? But the fact that he wasn't removing his hand and moving it upward said something different. "I wouldn't suggest it, Dan. But I'm not going to say no if that's what you really want." Others would think that he was stupid. Why agree to sex if that's just what your partner wanted, and if you actually wanted it is that all you'd hoped would come out of this? But I knew Phil. I knew that he was okay with it either way. It was all for me.

Gently pushing him onto his back I hesitated, my lips lightly touching his before softly kissing him. "I know this seems needy and I'm sorry, if it really doesn't seem right, please stop me." My voice was soft and scared, like he would actually push me away and declare that this was stupid and he didn't love me anymore. He was just playing a cruel joke one me. But he didn't, he just softly placed his hand on the back of my neck and left me wondering for a moment whether or not he was going to take charge. He never disappointed. I was on my back in a moment's notice and my hips had a mind of their own, and my voice seemed to be finding itself. "You can go a little bit faster, Phil. I'm not going to break." But whenever he gestured down the hall I knew what he meant. Winnie. Winnie was going to hear us if we were to loud and last time I checked I wasn't the quietest person during sex. I nodded and a small grimace overcame any other expression on my face. "Blowjob?" I was really sounding needy now but I also realised that I sounded like this was my first time. Like the actual first time we'd had options. I also saw that he was amused, those ocean eyes lustful but twinkling with playfulness. "God damn, just do it."

"You know I don't remember you being this bossy." Gently kissing my neck his hands found their way inside my pants and I let out a tiny whimper, I hadn't been touched in months, not even by myself and it almost felt foreign. But at the same time familiar. "But I do remember you being quite noisy." He was snickering now as his hand wrapped around my cock and made my back arch. "To bad Winnie is in the next room, another cock block?" And there were the teasing words, he loved to tease and talk dirty while sex. It was one of the best sexual traits of him. Or maybe I was just messed up enough to love it. I wrapped my legs around him and raised an eyebrow.

"I've been doing yoga with Mae, so how about let's test how more felixble I've become?" You wouldn't believe the excitement in those ocean eyes as soon as I'd spoken those words. 

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