Had myself a weekend.
Saturday was gorgeous—finally some good weather. And even better, Annie was home all weekend, which hasn’t been the case much lately.
It started simple enough. I was running around the house in just my boxers, trying to find my usual “yardwork” jeans and shoes so I could go mow the lawn. Annie was lounging on the couch and suddenly called me over.
I stood in front of her, already half-hard just from being summoned. She looked up at me, calm as ever, and started gently paddling my balls. Not enough to drop me, but firm enough to get me fully erect. Then, once she was satisfied, she casually told me where my pants and shoes were and sent me off: “Get to work.”
And that was the vibe for the entire day.
No matter where she was—couch, kitchen, office—she’d call me over, I’d pull my pants down, get my balls paddled, get hard, and then get ordered right back to whatever chore I was doing. Laundry, cleaning, lawn, all while racing against the forecast because rain was supposedly coming back soon.
Then came Saturday night.
Post-shower, she had me lie down on the bed. Surprise: new bondage gear. Simple stuff, but hot as hell—two cuffs on the headboard and a new spreader bar for my feet. She had me on my stomach, ass up, with a big cylindrical pillow under me just right.
She went to town.
At one point, she even paused to take a phone call from one of her friends. While still talking, she came back in, calmly inserted a vibrating plug in my ass, gave me a little pat, and then sat in the armchair nearby, chatting and watching me squirm. I tried to be quiet, really did—but a few moans and yelps still snuck out.
When she finally hung up, she just looked at me and laughed. “Wow, that’s a lot of cum under you.”
And that? That was only halfway through the night.
I’ll leave the rest to your imagination—but let’s just say, Annie made very good use of her weekend home.
Wow! I’d Iike a weekend like that!