The Week (PART 1 OF 2)

May 1st, 2016

It was the first day of the month. For Pat and me, it was Blowjob Day.

Both of us have sex at least three times a week. But he had the idea to spice up our sex lives a bit. He called it “The Week.”

“The Week” lasts from the 1st to the 7th day of the month. In this week, Pat arranged a schedule of sexual activities we can do. But why is “The Week” so interesting, you may ask?

It’s been four years since we got married, but this is only our fourth time spending “The Week” together. But that’s not the only thing that’s so interesting about this. In this time, we might do a variety of sexual activities together, but those activities DO NOT include sex.

So basically, “The Week” is the week we stop having sex … for seven days.

Lately, I’ve been staying home since I’ve been told that I could work from home since they were planning to be moving to a new office building soon. So I took up that offer, knowing that the current office building’s quite far away from home right now.

It was Sunday today, but Pat had to attend an important meeting at work.

“Morning,” I greeted my sleepy husband as he walked down the stairs. “You’re early for a woman who’s working at home.”

“I don’t know whether I should take that as a compliment, or …” He then shushed me using his index finger. He usually does this by kissing me to shut me up, but kissing was also included in things we can’t do during “The Week”.

“When’re you coming home?” I asked him as I lay down a plate of leftover deviled eggs on the table. “Are you looking forward to tonight?” He smirked, a naughty look on his face. “Are you?” I asked him back as I poured myself a glass of orange juice and gulped half of it down. “Maybe.” He then glanced at the wall clock. “I’ll be home at about eight. Make sure to prepare everything, okay?”

“Oh, I will, alright.”

***

It was half past nine. Pat was already laying on the bed, completely naked, while I was wearing one of his favorite lingeries.

“Ready?”

“You know I am, baby! Bring it!”

I started by licking the tip of his swollen dick; then my tongue started to travel along it. I then begin licking and touching his balls.

“Oh, yes, that’s my wife!”

I then started bringing my tongue closer to the urethra and kissing it, teasing him and making him beg for more.

“Yes, baby! Right there!”

His dick was now rock hard. I can’t help but get turned on just by looking at it, since last week we didn’t have sex as much. Pat was so busy at work; he barely had time to catch up with our morning sex or even our usual sex lives.

His dick was now wet with my saliva. I continued licking him in parts he liked and kissed his dick ever so often.

“Nathaly! I’m cumming!”

I ended it with biting his dick lightly before he came inside my mouth.

“That was the best,” He collapsed on the bed, and so did I.

***

May 2nd, 2016

The second day of the month. Fingering Day.

I was still thinking about yesterday. I attempted to masturbate while I was taking a shower earlier, but then I remembered that masturbating was also one of the things we weren’t allowed to do during “The Week.”

“I’ll be home at six,” Pat uncrooked his tie before leaving for work. “You better be prepared for tonight, baby.”

“I’m always prepared if it’s for you … baby.”

He then left. While I was sitting at home, bored, thinking what I should be doing.

I guess I don’t have anything better to do than doing some chores. Guess I’ll just have to look forward to another activity tonight.

***

“Here.” Pat placed my naked body on his lap.

It was unusual for him to do this. On Fingering Day, he usually just starts by lubing my pussy and laying me on the bed, then finger me until I’m at my climax.

He had a satisfied look when he placed a finger on the outside of my pussy.

“I guess we won’t have to use the lube for today …”

He then slid a finger into my moist pussy.

“Ohhh …” I quietly moaned as he slid it in and out in a slow pace.

“Mmmh … babe …” He then placed another finger inside. My moist pussy started getting even wetter before I realized that he had put a third finger inside.

“You like it when I tease you, don’t you,” He whispered, his breath tickling against my neck. “You naughty, horny girl.”

But he was right. I’m a naughty, horny girl. But I’m his naughty, horny girl.

He went from a very slow pace to a faster and even faster pace. He started rubbing my clit and spanking my ass. He continued teasing me and swirling around his fingers inside me.

“Babe, I’m at my limit!”

He started biting my neck and cheeks lightly, purposely not leaving any hickeys behind. Seconds after he did that, I came and screamed in ecstasy.

And just like what happened yesterday, we both collapsed on the bed.

***

This is Part 1 of 2. Part 2 will be out soon! Stay tuned!

-TheGoodNakedLife (Nathaly)