Cream (Gimme Series 4)

Lia comes into the back just after Oscar walks out. “Hello, Mr. Williams.”

“Mrs. Williams, you look wonderful, but I feel like you’re missing something.”

“Oh yeah? What?” I lean in and taste her lips.

“Me.”

“I’ve missed you so much, but I have class in thirty minutes.”

“I’m here to walk you, of course, but first, I’m in need of my cream.” I scoop her up and carry her into the office. Setting her on the sofa in the room, I make sure the door is locked. She has on a pair of shorts that I make quick work of, sliding them off her widening hips. A groan escapes my lips, seeing that black lace.

“Happy Anniversary, Mr. Williams,” she purrs out, sliding her hands into my hair, massaging my scalp.

“Happy Anniversary. Now wrap your legs around my head because I need my cream.” I dip my head, swiping my tongue along her seam. Her body rolls up, arching against my mouth. Devouring her pussy, I eat her like she’s my last meal. “Mm…” I pump two fingers into her slit, hooking them as I suck on her sticky nub, loving the way she moans for me. Coming apart on my tongue, she rides my face until she calms down.

I get up, cock throbbing in my slacks, but this moment was just for my wife. “We’re going to be late.”

“What about you?”

“I believe there’s a special elevator that now has mirrors added.”

“Oh. Good because I need my cream too.”

“Then let’s hurry and get you to class, so I can have you on your knees while you suck every drop out.” She finishes getting ready. We’re limited on time, but we make it to the school before the first bell.

“That’s it. Take it a little more. Suck it. Shit, you’re going to make me come.” I grab her hair and fuck her face while Lia reaches between her legs, stroking her sopping wet pussy. She hums her pleasure on my cock, and I let go, thrusting loads of come down her throat.

Lifting her to her feet, seconds after I emptied my sack, I slam my mouth to hers, tasting myself as I kiss the hell out of her. I yank down her shorts, using my foot to take them off, and then I spin her around, so her face is against the mirrored wall of our elevator.

“Watch us,” I demand. Her eyes are focused on the sight before her as I pick her ass up and slide her down my stiff rod. She moans as she takes every inch of me until her ass meets my base. I wrap my hand around her throat and fuck into her wetness. She cries out, clenching around me as she keeps her eyes on me. Her hands squeeze her tits, working them like she needs. I know they’re sensitive as fuck, so I let her do it. I don’t want to hurt my queen even when I fuck her dirty like this. My hand grips her neck a little harder as I shove my cock deep into her belly.

“I’m ready to come, Lia. Are you coming with me?” I barely get the last word out when she shouts her release, choking my dick with her tight walls, sending my come splashing far into her.

Epilogue

Ten Years Later

Lia

“Boys, come in here now,” Nick hollers from the back door of our large home outside of town. One of them is in big trouble, but we’re sure we know which one it is. We just want to see if he’ll own up to it.

“Yeah, Dad?” our oldest, Cameron says as he comes in out of breath. He’s always the first to answer our calls. The other four boys come running. I’m overrun with all boys. Cameron may have taken forever to get here, but after that, I seemed to be pregnant almost every year after. Our boys are a handful. Just after Jay was born, I graduated with a bachelor’s degree in Business Administration, and we bought this house. I work alongside my husband from his home office, but Stephen still handles most of the in-office work.

“Cam, Jay, Ben, Jimmy, and Sam, I have to ask you boys a question. Which one of you left a box of Legos lying in the hallway outside our bedroom?”

A chorus of “not me’s” echoes around the room, but Samuel dips his head and confesses, “It was me, Daddy.”

“Luckily, all your mother got was a stubbed toe, but she could have fallen. Go clean them up and make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

“Are you okay, Mom?” Samuel asks with glossy, tear-filled eyes.

“Yes, thankfully, your daddy was wide awake this time.” Ever since I “snuck out on him,” he wakes up when I get out of bed before him.

“I’m sorry.”

“Give me a hug and then clean up your mess. I’m going to start dinner. The rest of you boys, go finish playing.” I turn to Nick and add, “You too. Join your boys, you know you want to.” They have their almost daily Nerf or nothing war in the back yard.