until later before I let you have your fun.” Brianna gasps with disappointment as she feels him quickly withdraw his talented hands from both her pussy and her tender breast all at once. Her eyes fly open in time to see an almost evil look of satisfaction on Markus’s face. “I’m going to enjoy watching you squirming in your seat all night tonight, sweetheart, knowing how horny you are and knowing you’ll have to wait for your reward.”
Without another word, he does something he’s never done in all of their time together. While continuing to study her reflection in the mirror, Markus lifts his now cream-drenched fingers to his wife’s lipstick covered lips. She searches his eyes for confirmation of what he’s wordlessly asking her to do. Only when he leans in closer and quietly orders her to “open up” does she comply.
Brianna’s heart is thumping in her chest at this sudden display of dominance from her normally gentle husband. For a second she nearly panics; has he found out about Jake? Then she’s distracted by the taste of her own musky juices as he slides his fingers into her mouth. She moans as she laps them clean. Bri doesn’t know what’s gotten into her husband, but she hopes it’s here to stay.
Then suddenly Markus steps back and addresses her as if nothing unusual has just happened. “So it looks like we’re both ready. Shall we head out? I don’t want to be late for our dinner reservations.”
He extends his arm to Bri, who smiles as she slips her hand into the crook of his elbow. After stopping to grab her small clutch purse on the bed, they walk silently down through the house and out to the garage to head out. Markus takes time to set the alarm before assisting her into the car.
Brianna is surprised that Markus has decided to drive into the city in his prized possession - his brand new Porsche Cayman. His everyday car is an Audi, and he rarely risks damage to his sports car in the city traffic.
The Porsche is so low to the ground that it feels like she’s sitting on the pavement as they drive away from the house. Markus guns it, clearly enjoying the feel of the power as he speeds through their gated community. Sitting here in this car with her husband, driving away from the home they share, she feels the weight of her misgivings closing in. How could she risk losing the life she shares with this man just for some twisted moments with Jake?
‘ Never again. What I have with Markus is real. He’s my future. Jake is the past.’
“So where is this club you mentioned going to after dinner?” Bri asks as they speed towards the city. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m thrilled. But you don’t normally initiate a night out dancing. When we do go I always get the feeling it’s just to appease me.”
Markus guns the engine as he clears the on-ramp to the expressway, throwing them both back in their seats as they feel the power beneath them. She glances sideways at her husband and smiles as she catches his look of joy.
He answers without taking his eyes off the road. “I thought it would be something new for a change. An old friend of mine owns the club and invited me awhile back. I was waiting for the right occasion and well, tonight just seemed like the right time to try it out.”
“Well, I have to say this is a step up from Denny’s.” Bri can’t contain a giggle.
“Hey, that was entirely your fault,” he laughs. “You picked it. I only went along with your choice. No complaining now.”
Brianna decides now is a good entry point to open the delicate discussion with her husband. “Markus. I’m not angry we went to Denny’s.” She takes a break to find her words. “In fact I’m not angry at all. I guess… well…”
When she leaves her sentence hanging in the air, he glances her way with an unreadable expression. “What is it Bri? Spit it out.”
“I guess sometimes I just want you to, well, take the
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