Chapter Eight
The grin that crossed Chloe’s face could only be for one thing. She was picturing me doing something kinky. I knew if I dipped my fingers between her legs, they’d come back wet.
My darling wife had a thing for dress shirts and watches and when it was time to spank her, I’d roll my sleeve up and she’d shiver with excitement.
I’d have to make sure to wear it tonight with my new blue dress shirt that she had just given me. She loved that color on me.
Looking at my wife, I couldn’t believe that she’d had this watch made for me. I’d missed wearing one since my grandfather’s had broken. For months, I’d continued checking my wrist out of habit, only to find it empty. Chloe must have noticed. She hit the nail on the head with this present. This watch had meaning and then some. I loved that around the clock it had all of the names that she called me. The sweet inscription on the back of the wristwatch would always have me smiling when I checked the time.
Glancing at my new present, something dawned on me. This watch clearly cost my wife a pretty penny, but I hadn’t noticed any large withdrawals from our account. So, the only way for her to have gotten the money was from all the overtime she did.
The company she worked for did things a bit oddly. Her salary was directly deposited into our bank account every two weeks. And if she worked overtime in those two weeks, her boss cut her a check.
That must have been why she kept working so many extra hours. She didn’t want me to see how much this cost. The only way that would happen was if she received one of her overtime checks, cashed that, and used the money to pay the jeweler.
“Is this why you’ve been working so much? So you could use your overtime checks to purchase this?”
When her head fell to stare at her hands in her lap, I knew I had my answer.
Lifting her chin in my hand, I waited until she looked into my eyes. Her gaze was so innocent.
“Honey, the next time that you have a gift idea like this, I’d rather you take money from our joint account instead of working yourself to the bone.”
“But then it wouldn’t have been a surprise. You would have wanted to know what I was spending the money on and if I hadn’t told you, you would have tickled it out of me.”
I couldn’t help the grin that crossed my face when she admitted that. It was true.
“Plus, I wanted to buy you this present with my own money entirely,” she added.
I could understand where she was coming from. If I were in her place, I’d want to keep this present a surprise and have the pride to say that I purchased it entirely with my own money. However, as her daddy, master, and husband, I didn’t want her to work herself to the bone ever again for a present.
“How about this, baby girl; from now on, I won’t tickle any secrets out of you when it comes to gifts. That way, you don’t have to work yourself to exhaustion, but you still get to keep your present a secret.” Her face lit up at my compromise, but I wasn’t finished yet. “However, I hope that you know that no present is worth you disobeying me. Do you understand that?”
“Yes, Sir, I do.”
“Excellent. Now, let’s open up the rest of the presents.”
“Okay!”
She hopped out of my lap and over to the few remaining gifts. We made quick work of opening the rest of them. Overall, we each made a pretty decent haul. I couldn’t wait to try out the new shaver that Chloe had purchased for me. It guaranteed that it wouldn’t leave any nicks. I was very skeptical of that.
Plus, she had gotten me the entire series of the original Mission: Impossible television show. Growing up, I had loved watching old episodes with my grandfather. I couldn’t wait to view them again with her.
She seemed to like all of the presents that I had purchased for her too. Well, except for the new hairbrush. I could visibly see her gulp and pale when she pulled out the extra-large, square wooden brush.
I was hoping that I wouldn’t have to use it on her ever, but it was good for her to know that I had it in my implement arsenal if I needed it.
Now that all of the presents were open, we moved to the family room where our stockings hung. We each grabbed our stocking, then plopped onto the couch and took out the candy and small trinkets we’d put in for each other, but weren’t big enough to wrap.
“I love these Cadbury eggs! I didn’t know that they made them for Christmas,” she shouted as she emptied her stocking.
“They don’t. I bought those during Halloween and froze them until last night. I know how much you love them. Now you can have a couple during the holidays.”
“Thank you.”
She unsheathed one of the eggs from the foil and bit into it. “Honey, I want you to eat only one of those eggs. They’re meant to be a treat. Plus, it’s not even ten o’clock in the morning yet. You shouldn’t even be having sugar right now.”
She sent me a chocolatey smile. “Sorry, Sir.”
I couldn’t resist her adorableness. “It’s all right.”
Removing the rest of the candy from my stocking, I was happy with what she had chosen for me. She knew how much I loved plain M the sensation almost made my eyes roll to the back of my head. And the way she twisted her tongue around my length felt amazing. I allowed her to pull her head back just enough for her to only have the head in her mouth. She sucked extra hard next, causing me to release some pre-cum.
Again, she took my entire length into her mouth, sucking as if her life depended on it. My legs started to tingle slightly at the wonderful feeling as my grip in her hair tightened so she wouldn’t be able to really move.
I was getting close to my peak.
“Honey,” I gasped as she rolled one of my balls at the same time as she skimmed her teeth up my length.
Her shining hazel eyes gazed up at me.
“I’m almost ready to come. If you don’t want to swallow, back away now.”
Despite having a mouthful of my dick, she smiled and winked at me. A moment later, she had my cock at the back at her throat again as she sucked.
I tightened my grip around her hair, pulling slightly.
I could feel my balls pull up toward my body and a moment later, I roared out my release as she swallowed every drop.
When I finished, she gave my flaccid cock a kiss, before tucking it back into my briefs and pajamas. I pulled her up onto my lap, our chests flush together, and smashed my lips to hers.
When I pulled away, she said, “Thank you for letting me pleasure you, Sir.”
“The pleasure was all mine, believe me,” I chuckled, hugging her extra tight.
We lounged on the couch for a while, content to be in one another’s arms until she finally lifted her head and suggested, “Sir, I think we should start getting ready. We’re meeting our families at church at one o’clock and it’s already eleven-thirty.”
I really didn’t want to move, not after the way she’d made me feel, but I knew that my wife was right. We had to get going.
“All right.” I released her from my hold and she stood up. Following after her, I said, “I expect you to keep your elf costume on underneath your church clothes. When we get home this evening, I think Santa will want to give his little elf helper a very thorough exam.”
She blushed as my eyes trailed over her body suggestively.
“Yes, Sir.”
Staring at my beautiful wife, a thought hit me. After the incredible pleasure that she had just given me, I wanted to return the favor. Though, I wasn’t sure if she would view what I was about to do as returning the favor. Later she would.
“In fact, I have one more accessory for you to wear during church.”
Her eyebrows scrunched up. She had no idea what I had planned for her and her delectable bottom.
We headed upstairs to our bedroom together. When we got there, I stopped in front of the bed, with Chloe next to me.
“Remove your panties, get on the bed on your hands and knees, and make sure to present that ass.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said, obeying my instructions right away. This was going to be fun.
I headed into our closet where I kept my toy bag. Shuffling through it, I found exactly what I needed.
When I came back into the room, my darling wife was in the exact position that I told her to be in. Seeing her like that, all I wanted to do was give her a thorough lashing with the cane and then fuck her until she screamed out in ecstasy.
At that mental picture, my cock got rock hard. It didn’t matter that I had just come. Being around her always made me aroused.
However, my plans would have to wait until later. It would be a bit hard to explain to my grandmother why my wife and I were late to Christmas mass if I gave in to my wishes.
“You look so beautiful like this, baby,” I complimented her as I ran my hand over her smooth bottom.
Her entire body shivered and, glancing at her pussy, I could see that she was wet.
Gathering some of that moisture, I brought it up to her second hole. No sooner had the tip of my thumb breached the inside of her behind than she clamped down on me.
“Hey,” I chastised, giving her a light spank with my other hand. “None of that right now.”
“Sorry, Sir.”
I brought more of her juices up to her back hole, but I wanted to make sure that she had enough. Popping open the bottle of lube, I coated two fingers and pushed them inside of her.
She gasped as I finger-fucked her a couple of times.
Finally, I pulled my digits out, coated the medium-sized, bright green butt plug I had brought out, and slowly pushed it inside of her.
“Sir, this is too much,” she whimpered as I pushed the toy past her inner muscles.
“You can do this, baby. This plug is smaller than I am and you’ve taken me before. It’s almost in.”
I pushed the last bit of it in and kissed each of her cheeks.
“You did so well, honey. I’m very proud of you.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Now, it’s time to get dressed. You may put your panties back on. We don’t want to be too kinky going to church today.”
She turned around, looking at me with her mouth wide open.
I waited for her to speak.
“But Sir, I’m dying to come. Please don’t leave me like this.”
Walking over to the side of the bed, I took her hand. “You aren’t alone, Chloe. I’m just as aroused as you are right now.” Taking her hand, I placed it over my hard shaft. “Trust me, when we finally get home, both our orgasms will be that much stronger because we waited.”
My poor wife looked like she was about to cry. She hated orgasm denial, but I knew it would be worth it in the end.
Finally, she muttered, “All right.”
Leaning forward, I placed a quick kiss on her lips.
“There’s no need to look like I kicked your new puppy. I promise we’ll have fun later, but in the meantime, you better get ready or else we’ll be late and you’ll have to explain why we were to our parents.”
Her eyes almost bulged out of her face as she dashed off the bed acting like Lucifer himself was on her heels, cracking a fiery whip to get her to move faster.
With a smile on my face, I headed back into the closet to pick out some nice clothes to wear. I really hoped that the rest of the day went fast because I couldn’t wait to come home and fuck my wife.