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Pizza with Mr Hyde

He waited, peeking out from his carefully chosen spot, watching her. Drinking in her curves, the sexiness she always exuded. The black satin covered but did obscure her curves, her firm breasts her ample, round bottom and hips. A hint of her beautiful breast was visible at the top of her robe as her ever erect nipples strained against the material. Her hair was dark and long still wet and glistening from the shower.

He had thought a lot about tonight since she had innocently mentioned something to him a few weeks ago. It appeared that the young man who regularly delivered their pizza was somewhat smitten with her. He became very nervous when she greeted him at the door and invited him in while she counted out the check and tip. He had very nearly dropped their food on more than one occasion. Immediately the fantasy had begun to form in his mind. Now, in just a few moments it would become reality.

There was a knock at the door. It was show time. He could tell that she was nervous, but there was no doubt she’d perform perfectly. He was only a few feet away and if things got out of hand, he would intervene. She shot a glance at him, he winked, she rolled her eyes at him. She slowly opened the door and said “come in”. He stepped in, pizza in one hand, bag of sides in the other. The look on his face was priceless as he stumbled through the door into the foyer. His distraction was clear.

She smiled and said “hi”, then began some small talk about the weather. He smiled and stammered out the answers while trying not to make it obvious that he was checking her out. She took the food from him, turning to sit them down on the coffee table. As she bent down, her panties flashed from beneath her robe.

He watched it unfold from the shadows of his hiding place. His heart raced, his cock began to throb and swell. The reality was so much better than any fantasy he had imagined. He could clearly see that the delivery man was enjoying the view as well, as his excitement was quite noticeable in his khakis.

She turned to give him his payment and tip. He was shaking and dropped part of the change on the floor. He apologized and began to bend down to get it. She giggled, “It’s ok, I’ll get it”. As she bent before him to retrieve the coins he had dropped her breasts swayed freely, slipping from her robe. Her ample bottom was visible as the black satin slipped up over it. As she stood she adjusted her robe to cover her breasts, giving him an “accidental” peek. She handed them the money with a smile. Pushing her wet hair back behind her ears, glancing down and the bulge he was now unable to conceal. She thanked him again and let him out the door. Closing it behind him, she felt a wave of relief.

A door opened behind her as she stood there, processing what she had just done. He stepped out of his hiding place, nude, his cock standing erect, bobbing a bit to his pulse. Pre cum glistened on the tip. He grabbed her. For a brief second she was frightened. Then, she saw the look in his eyes, “The Look”, she knew who this was that stood before her. He had allowed “him” to come out and play. Her lover, the usual gentle shy soul, had a dark primal side, his “Mr. Hyde” he called him.

He reached between her legs. The wetness of her panties was unmistakable. He looked into her eyes, as if peering into her soul. He knew she had enjoyed her performance as much as he had. He reached up and slipped the robe off her shoulders, allowing it to fall to the floor. He leaned in and began kissing her, first behind her ears, then her neck, and across her bare chest. He took her by the arm and led her to their bed. She followed him, her breathing becoming fast her pulse racing. He laid her on her back on the bed and held her arms tightly above her head, pinned to the mattress.

He had removed the tie from her robe before letting it fall to the floor. He was now using it to bind her hands to the head board. Once secured, he took his time kissing her bare skin, pausing to take her large erect nipples into his mouth feeling their firmness against his lips and tongue. He sucked them in turn as her back arched and she struggled against the restraints. He looked into her eyes and smiled a devious, animalistic smile.

He took the waist of her panties in his fingers and slowly slipped then over her hips and down her legs. Bringing them up to his face to enjoy the sweet musk from the soaked satin that had only seconds ago been cradling her throbbing pussy. He positioned himself above her, allowing her a clear view of his throbbing erection. He began to slowly stroke himself with her moist panties sliding them up and down his veiny shaft. She could feel her clit begin to swell as she watched him manipulate himself with her favorite panties.

He looked down at her, smiling. She could tell he was close to cumming. She had hoped for more…..

He braced himself against the head board as he could feel the familiar surge of his orgasm. The tingle and tightening in his ass, the ache in his balls, the exquisite agony of it all.

His thick, hot load erupted from his cock in waves, spilling onto her breasts, neck and cheek. She felt a twinge of disappointment as she lay there, his cum trickling down her skin. She waited for him to untie her.

Instead, he straddled her and leaned toward her. She watched as he traced his tongue along the trail of cum he had just unloaded onto her body. He gathered on his tongue as he went along. As he ran his tongue up her cheek she knew what would happen next. He pressed his lips against hers slipped his cum drenched tongue into her mouth. She could taste his salting offering and savored it as passed from his tongue to hers. He broke the kiss and began to move down her body. She quivered with anticipation. It was her turn. Time for her aching pussy to get the attention it so desired.

He spread her glistening lips, exposing her exquisite inner labia. They lay perfectly to each side of her tight, wet, love tunnel. He took her fleshy outer lips into his mouth sucking them each in turn. He then gently spread them and began to tease her inner labia, flicking them with the tip of his tongue and pinching them between his lips. Now it was time for the prize. The throbbing pink pearl, swollen and glistening aching for attention. He ran his tongue along the length of her drenched slit and took her swollen clit between his lips, gently sucking it as he flicked it with his tongue. She moaned and arched her back, grinding her ample bottom into the bed.

He continued to lick, suck and flick her love button as he began fingering her pussy and asshole. He could feel her tugging against her restraints but to no avail. He felt her holes clinch around his fingers as her orgasm arrived. She let out a deep moan as her orgasm erupted from her soaking his chin and fingers as it gushed forth onto the sheets.

She laid there panting on the bed, her breasts heaving as she gasped. He stood, smiled and slowly untied her, massaging her wrists where the satin tie had held her.

They enjoyed their cold pizza and wings and he joked with her about the poor pizza boy. What was he doing now? Probably home, locked away in the privacy of his bedroom. Replaying tonight’s events as he stroked himself thinking about how lucky he had been, imagining alternate endings. He had no clue.

She looked at her man, rolling her eyes. She loved this fool.