Masturbation Monday: Power Outage

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I jumped a little when the lights flickered off, then on. And once again off. I waited, wondering. They came back to life long enough that I determined it was a fluke, then back out again. As I waited again, my hopes were dashed. The power was out.

Picking up my phone, I called a local place to see if they had power. If they did, I could place an order for food and have them deliver it before Vaughn made it home. Normally, we’d grab our laptops and rush somewhere with power and Wi-Fi, but tonight I wanted to do something we hadn’t done in a long time – a romantic dinner.

Luckily, the restaurant had power and would be dropping off food in about thirty-five minutes. I moved around the house, picking things up and putting them away, lighting candles, and making sure that light switches were in the off position.

Hopefully, the power wouldn’t be out long enough for it become too cold in the house, but just in case, I pulled out an extra blanket and laid it at the foot of the bed. Supposedly spring had arrived, but the nights continued to be chilly. Checking the time, I knew Vaughn would be ready to head home, so I texted him that I ordered dinner in tonight.

Perfect. I’ll be a few minutes late, got to stop for something at the store.

A little thrill of excitement went through me. The candles looked almost like a fire hazard, but so romantic as well. I double-checked to guarantee none of them would actually catch something on fire and then set the kitchen table. It wasn’t long until a knock on the door alerted me to the food delivery.

Even though we didn’t have power, and the food had been delivered, I couldn’t resist putting everything into serving dishes. Vaughn came in as I was setting the last dish on the table.

“What’s with all the candles?” He looked around the house, confusion apparent on his face.

“You took the bypass home, didn’t you?” I laughed, the bottle of wine and flowers he held catching my attention.

“Yeah. Why?”

“Power outage. I checked the outage map, but the crew hasn’t arrived to fix whatever the problem is yet.” I took the wine and flowers from him. “Are these for me, kind sir?”

“Yes, they are. I appreciate you. I know my schedule has wreaked havoc on us this month, but I promise it’s worth it and I will make it up to you.” He kissed me on the lips, just a quick burst before pulling away.

You want me to just shove it in without prep?

“I thought instead of running off to find Wi-Fi, we could just hearken back to ye olden days.” I unwrapped the flowers and prepared them for a vase, which I set on the table. Grabbing the bottle of wine, I opened it and placed it on the table as well.

“It’s perfect. Exactly what we both need. Right?” Vaughn slipped up behind me, pressed himself against me and I relax into him.

“Yes.” I didn’t let him pull away. I reached behind me and unzipped his pants, slid my hand into the opening and stroked him until he forced my skirt over my ass and bent me over the back of the chair.

“Is this what you want, Celeste?” His fingers stroked and teased me through my panties.

“No.” I shook my head, breathless with need.

Vaughn yanked my panties down to my ankles and pressed the head of his length against me.

“How about this, Celeste? You want me to just shove it in without prep?” He slapped my outer lips with his length, coaxing a moan out of me.

“Yes.”

Before the word finished leaving my lips, his head pushed into me and he forced himself into my tightness. I wasn’t ready at all, a little damp, a lot turned on, but a rough fuck is what had been missing this past month.

I cried out, pain and pleasure evident in the sound. Knuckles white as I held the back of the chair for stability, I took every inch he gave me. Grunts from Vaughn as he thrust into me over and over again filled my ears. A perfect harmony to my sharp cries when he hit the end of me.

“Celeste.” Vaughn’s voice was harsh and sexy to my ears. I lifted my hips up and back, meeting his thrust, causing both of us to cry out. He emptied himself into me and withdrew his length. “We’ll finish this after we eat. But first, there’s something else I need to give you.”

Vaughn forced me to bend further over the back of the chair and grabbed me by the hips. Using his own body, he held me tight in place. The first smack took me by surprise, but the smacks after that, while they stung, they were expected. He rubbed my cheeks, hot from the spanking, and then lowered my skirt. “Let’s eat.”

“Yes, sir.” I filled his plate as he sat down, then placed his napkin on his lap. Vaughn took my hand and kissed my knuckles before I sat down to serve myself. I couldn’t wait to find out what he had planned for after dinner dessert.

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