"I know you heard me loud and clear, what are you doing here?" the slur in his voice was evident but it didnt stop Skye from still being rooted to the spot. Her chest heaved at a faster pace than it usually did and when her silence was becoming irritating, he moved behind her, using his hand to grab her throat, bringing her back to reality.
He smelled of alcohol. Had he been drinking? How long had he been gone?
"I leave you alone for two hours, you get bored and start snooping around? Hmm, lovely wife?" a gentle purr escaped his being, he noticed that her skin was soft, almost like velvety silk, he loved the feel of it, he was reminded why he was so drawn to her when they first met at the club.
"I… I was indeed bored, I got curious… I didn't mean to intrude your privacy, I—" his hand tightened around her neck, forcing her mute before he pulled her back into his body. Oh was he a towering devil of a man, he made Skye feel so small. Her face became flustered with heat and though she was not new to touch, it had been a while.
"I have rules in this house my lovely wife, rules you cannot violate." his voice darkened for a moment, coherent enough to make a point. She nodded gently, hoping he would ease the pressure on her neck. The proximity was something she didn't want but shamefully, she enjoyed.
As if sensing her thoughts, he pushed her down over the mahogany table, the room was dimly lit and the air carried a bit of tension in it. Skye felt so vulnerable in this position, bent over a desk like that, and before she could call out to her husband, he had taken off his tie to use it as restraints for his snooping wife. Resisting was futile, he was much stronger than her and her hands were now held behind her back, leaving her even more vulnerable.
"Leonard, just wait!" her voice pitched when his palm connected to her backside, a quick sound birthed from the collision and her eyes widened in embarrassment. She had yelped at him spanking her, and it didn't stop there, he did it again, harder, but even his attempt to punish his snooping wife, she was enjoying it greatly.
"Rule number one, don't touch anything without my permission." another spank as he watched her legs wiggle in retest, "rule number two, you always tell me where you are going and what you are doing." another spank forced a moan out of her, and he was amused, he was enjoying this, "is my naughty wife liking her punishment?" he cooed at her detriment and even if she wanted to say no, it would be the biggest lie in the history of lies.
She liked being spanked.
Taking it a bit further, her husband raised her skirt to reveal black undies, plain, nothing interesting to them except the wetness that had stained them, "so you are enjoying it my naughty wife?!" delight laced his voice before his hand collided with exposed skin, making her yelp.
"Leonard let me go! This is so embarrassing!" More struggling from Skye only left him smiling and looking down on her, rubbing her coochie through the fabric, Skye was struggling to keep her sanity. That action alone sent pleasure through her body and her nips began to harden, "Leonard." she moaned when it was becoming too much to handle.
"Yes, my naughty wife?" he shifted the undies to the side and began to rub her pussy. At that point, she began to moan softly, turning him on too. He threw his hand in circles, making sure to show so much love to her rose, Skye expected him to stick a finger or two in, but he never did and that is what drove her crazy. When it felt like he was about to go in, like a finger was about to slip in, it wouldn't, and they would just go round and round. Her pussy was a throbbing mess, wet and hot, even if he wasnt going to fuck her, she wanted him to finger fuck her brains out. Her nipples were hard as rocks, and she didn't mind being bent over like the naughty wife she was.
"You have turned me on so much. Are you…going to…" her legs trembled the further he stimulated her little rose, and she felt pleasure rush through her body, an orgasm was coming up from the continuous stimulation but upon seeing that he was shaking and moaning too much, he ended it with a hard slap to her ass?
She never got to orgasm.
He took his tie back from her hands, slinging it across his shoulders and slowly, he was leaving, without even saying a word. She was so confused, so sexually frustrated, what the hell was that? Did he want her to beg for it? By the time she turned around, Leonard was already out of the office, and she was left to pull her panties and skirt back to the original position. She left the room out of uncertainty and promised to herself to look at it another time, not after she caught her breath.
The house was too silent and when she moved to the bedroom, upon getting there, she saw that her husband had collapsed on the bed and he was asleep. Wild thoughts ran into her head, if he was able to bend her over just like that, he could do so much worse to her. A bunch of mixed feelings settled into her but what was most important was her mission. He was someone she was eventually going to arrest.
But it was sure going to be hard if he touched her like that often. Moments ago she was moaning his name and mentally begging him to fuck her. Skye knew she had to bust him out fast, or she might not be able to later on. Looking at the bed, he was spawned across it and she didn't have the strength nor the willpower to move him so she took the next best thing; the couch that was not far away from it. Grabbing a few pillows and a blanket, she made herself comfortable and went to sleep. Still wishing he finished what he started.
By the time Leonard woke up, his head was pounding, a slow groan, primal, was released from his throat and his eyes wandered the room, before they moved to the window and got hit with strong light, causing him to hiss. He didn't quite remember what happened when he got home and his mind instantly went to his new wife. He had not seen her, from what he remembers.
Rubbing the sleep out of his face, he was fortunate enough to get the clue as to what he might have done when he got home last night. His nose picked it up, an earthy, somewhat acidic smell from his fingers. At first, he thought he was hallucinating, but taking in that scent again, it awakened something in him that he thought was asleep. He sniffed more than once for him to realize it was his wife's flavour, that was when he remembered but instead of feeling bad, he smirked a little.
The bathroom door opened gently as his eyes were fixated on the pillows and the blanket that was on the couch, he hadn't noticed that his wife had come out of the bathroom without a towel on her.
"You are awake." she called out to him and when his eyes met hers, his eyes darkened with desire, and he was in awe at the beauty that was in front of him.