Breaking in the New House: Guest Room

Matt smiled to himself as he drove down the highway. Emily had drifted off to sleep in the passenger seat next to him about an hour ago leaving him to himself. Normally he would be slightly annoyed that she was sleeping. He counted on her to help keep him awake and alert with light conversation. But tonight he didn't mind so much. He was scheming, and he was certain that she'd see it on his face were she awake.

It had been just over a week since they had christened the kitchen at the new house, and he was eager to continue the process. They had been so busy cleaning the house up and getting things ready, that they hadn't had time to do anything more. Tonight they were on their way back from a trip to the city picking up some things. Their first stop had been a materials store. Matt had picked up a bunch of plexiglass and lumber for a project he was working on. Emily had begged him for details, but all he would say was it was a table for one of their play rooms. The second stop had been at a specialty plumbing store that Emily had found online for some bathroom fixtures. It was a long drive, so they would not be back until close to midnight.

After Emily had fallen asleep, he began to plot. They were already planning to stop by the house to drop off the stuff they had picked up, so the opportunity was already there. And he knew what he wanted to do too. Now he just needed to figure out what room to christen next. He had plenty to choose from of course.

As he drove, the lights from passing cars and street lights cast a repetitive glow on Emily as she slept. He couldn't help but reach over and touch her. His hand rested at first on her thigh, as it typically did when he drove. His skin felt warm to his touch. When she started getting sleepy, Emily had put the seat back. In doing so, her dress had ridden up her legs, the hem now resting just inches from her waist.

Matt smiled as he thought back to their shopping experience a few hours ago. Emily and he were exhibitionists and enjoyed being seen and watched. There was something about having everyone's eyes on you that just gave them both a thrill. The dress Emily had worn for today was picked out for that very purpose. It was a wrap-around black dress, that was quickly and easily undone to expose her, and then cover her up again as well. It had a plunging neckline that left little to the imagination, and it was short. Even when she was standing up, it barely came halfway down to her knees.

Throughout the day she had been bending over provocatively in front of other people, exposing herself. Whenever they saw a corner or anywhere else they would be out of sight for a moment, they would sneak in for a moment. Sometimes it was just to steal a quick kiss, but more often than not, it was for Matt to pull open her dress and take one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking on her nipple. Or he would reach down and finger her wet pussy for a moment, hoping to bring her to a quick orgasm right there in the store, only to cover her up again, and then casually walk around the store licking his fingers clean.

Now, as he drove his hand slowly moved up her exposed thigh. When he felt the hem of her dress, instead of slipping under it, he lifted his hand and moved up toward the loosely tied bow that held the dress together. A light tug undid the bow. From the corner of his eye he saw the dress fall open at the side. He stole a quick glance and saw that her entire side was now freely exposed to him. Just as a large truck was passing by, bathing the inside of his car in light, he grabbed the dress on top of her and gave it a fling, fully uncovering her. There was a loud honk from the truck next to him, and it seemed to slow down, matching his speed. Matt smiled. The truck driver clearly saw his wife and liked what they saw.

Matt's hand reached up to his wife's breasts and gently caressed her nipples until they were nice and hard. Emily began to moan in her sleep, but did not stir. He wanted to be careful not to wake her.

This was a game they played all the time. One they had discussed ahead of time, and both consented to. The game was to see if you could get the other person to orgasm without waking them. Neither of them had won the game yet, but they had a lot of fun trying. Matt came the closest. Most of the time, by the time Emily had him hard, he was waking up. Once, she got him into her mouth and sucked on him for a few minutes before he woke up. Matt had frequently fingered her, eaten her pussy. and even fucked her before waking her up. Though she always woke up before orgasm, he was clearly in the lead.

His hand now slowly slid down her body toward its prize. As his fingers moved past her freshly shaved mound, Emily began to move. Matt lifted his hand and waited for her to settle down. The truck driver seemed to get bored with the show and sped up and moved on. As the red lights of the back of the truck brightened the car, Matt saw that his wife had settled back down, her legs now open wider.

He couldn't help but laugh to himself at the missed opportunity of the trucker. Had they waited just another few seconds, they'd have gotten a much better view. His hand reached over once more and rested lightly on her smooth mound. His fingers quickly found their way down into the wet folds of her pussy. Two fingers slowly spread her open as the middle one found the hard nub in the center and began to rub back and forth on it lightly.

He knew from experience that he needed to take this slowly if he wanted to keep her asleep. And with no audience now, he had a new plan. He had about an hour before they would reach the house. He wondered if he could keep her asleep but on the edge the entire time. If he could, it would make things even better at the house.

That is exactly what he did. For the next hour, he slowly fingered and rubbed Emily's pussy while she slept. He had her moaning and squirming in her dreams. Every time she seemed like she was going to wake up he would back off for a moment until she settled down. He was tempted to push through a few times and make her cum. He was certain that he had her aroused enough that he might actually have a chance at winning the game for once. But he had a bigger end game tonight.

By the time he pulled onto the street the house was on, he was certain that a stiff breeze would set her off. He slowed the car down and carefully reached across his wife to grab her dress. He covered her back up. As he brought the car to a stop in front of the gate to the house, he turned to her and tied the dress back in a loose bow like it had been before. Then he pressed the button on the dashboard to open the gate and drove through.

Matt put the car in park in front of the house and turned it off. He leaned over and kissed Emily. "Wake up Baby. We're here."

She moaned as she began to stir from her dreams. When her eyes opened, he could see the lust burning in them. "What did you say? Are we there?" She stretched out and brought her seat back up. "Oh Baby, I'm sorry, I slept the whole way didn't I?"

Matt laughed. "Pretty much, but that's okay." Getting out of the car he looked at his watch. It was almost exactly midnight.

"Are you sure?" Emily got out of the car on her side and looked at him. "I feel like I should make it up to you somehow." The look of lust was back in her eyes again. "I can think of a few ways I could make it up to you." From where he stood on the other side of the car, Matt did not see Emily undo the bow on the dress, but suddenly, she lifted her hand up holding her bunched up dress in her hand, and tossed it to him. "I had the most amazing dreams," she said with a wicked grin. "Catch me and I'll tell you all about them." Before she was even done saying it, she took off running into the house.

Matt watched her run, smiling. His plan could not have worked better. He gave her a chance to unlock the door and get inside before he began his pursuit. He didn't run when he began to chase after her. Instead, he simply walked with purpose. Once inside the house he closed the door and locked it behind him. He removed his shirt and hung it on the doorknob and then turned to listen. He could hear her giggling and running upstairs. "You can't escape me," he said as he began to walk up the stairs on the left.

At the top of the stairs he found one of her shoes. Did she leave it there to throw him off? Or was she just so horny that she wanted to be caught? He realized in the end it didn't really matter. He would find her regardless. Down the hall to the right he heard more giggling. Matt smiled and turned that way. "I'm coming for you." He called out. "And soon, you'll be cumming for me!"

Emily laughed at his joke, as he had expected her to, and he zeroed in on her location some more. As Matt walked down the hall some more he found another shoe, and then Emily's socks. Finally he came to the end of the hall. At this end of the hall there was a bathroom, and two bedrooms that they intended to use as guest rooms. The bathroom was mostly functional, but needed some upgrading. He peaked in there but it was empty.

Matt turned toward the first guest room door and opened it. When he did, Emily tried to run out past him, but he caught her around her waist and held her tight. "Oh no," he said. "You're not getting away from me. I've caught you, now you're my prize!" He carried her into the room and shut the door behind them. The room had little in it. Just a small twin size bed from the previous owner. They intended to replace it with a queen-size one, but it would suit his purposes for tonight. Matt carried her over to the bed and tossed her slender frame onto the bed.

"No fair! You cheated!" Emily made a show of pouting as she sat up, but she wasn't fooling anyone.

"And how did I cheat?"

"You're not naked yet! You were supposed to be naked by the time you found me!"

Matt laughed. He had actually intended to remove more of his clothing as he went through the house searching for her, but forgot. His shirt was the only thing he had removed. "Okay, I'll tell you what. You promised me you'd tell me about your dreams. Why don't you do that, and you can remove my clothes while you do? I think that's fair."

She pouted again, crossing her arms over her breasts for a moment, as if she was thinking it over. But they both knew she was going to accept the offer. She never passed up a chance to take his clothes off. "Fine, but only because you caught me, and I want you naked!"

Matt lifted his arms out of the way as she crawled across the bed on her hands and knees and reached for his belt. Emily's fingers deftly worked his belt and button, like she had done it a million times before. "You know I rarely have sexual dreams, but this one was so vivid. We were celebrating finishing the renovations on the house, and you had invited a bunch of people over." His belt and buttons were now undone, and the weight of everything caused his pants to drop quickly. They caught around his knees, but Emily didn't care. Her objective was a foot and a half above the knee.

"You brought me up to one of the sex rooms and tied me down on top of a padded table." She hooked her thumbs into his boxers and peeled them down grinning widely when Matt's cock sprung free. As she reached for it, he took a step back, bending over to finish removing his clothing. She whimpered as he moved out of reach.

"I'm naked now, finish your dream," he chastised her.

She reached out for his cock with her hand, knowing he would not let her catch him until she continued. "Fine!" Her hand came back to the bed, and she stared at his cock as it bobbed and waved with his movements. "Once I was tied down, you invited all of our guests up to the room. They all stood around the table and watched as you touched me," she shuddered at the memory of it. "I begged you to fuck me, but you wouldn't. You wouldn't even get naked. For what seemed like an hour, you were fingering me in front of everyone."

Matt stepped closer. Emily leaned forward hoping to take his cock into her mouth, but his hand caught stopped her forward movement, and pushed her back. "Not yet, my love. Your dream is not done. Can't fill up that pretty little mouth just yet. I need you to be able to talk still." She grunted in protest, but relented when he began to push her more, and she realized he was trying to put her on her back.

Once she was on her back she continued, hoping he was about to fuck her. "All around us, there were people just watching as you fingered my pussy. Every time I got close to cumming, you would back off, not letting me cum. It was amazing, and torture all at the same time." Emily let out a growl when she felt his fingers touch her clit once more. "FUCK....that's exactly what it felt like," she closed her eyes, remembering the dream, and feeling him recreate it for her. "And being tied down to the table made it better, and worse. I was constantly pulling against my bonds, as you teased and tortured my body."

Her breathing got heavier, and Matt knew she would not last long like this. Especially not after the episode in the car. She didn't know it, but she got both the mental and the physical foreplay. So she was already primed and ready. "Then...you pulled out...a vibrating wand...and pressed it against my clit." Matt backed off a bit to let her catch her breath.

Emily took several deep breaths before continuing. "You tied down the wand so that it wouldn't move. I was practically shaking. You hadn't turned it on yet, but I knew that when you did it would push me over the edge for sure." That was the cue he had been waiting for. He wanted to know that she was near the end of her dream before he moved forward with his plans. Because in a moment, he suspected she would be unable to put together a coherent sentence.

"Then you told me you were finally going to explain the plexiglass." Matt was taken aback by this. He had been moving around on the bed, working his way between her legs. Now he stopped where he was.

"Oh yea?" was all he said. He was curious if her dream included more. Had she figured it out? Had her unconscious mind figured it out?

"That was it. After you promised that, you woke me up, and we were here." Matt searched her eyes to see if she was telling the truth or not. She seemed so far gone in her passion, that he didn't think she had the mental capacity to trick him right now. "What IS that plexiglass for? I feel like I was about to find out when you woke me up. Please tell me, baby?"

Matt thought about it for a moment. He had planned on waiting until everything was finished. That way he could simply show her rather than tell her. But, perhaps telling her now would be okay. The anticipation of getting to experience it in action might make it better. Plus, the preamble of her dream was spot on for how he would have set things up. Her subconscious clearly had some idea of what it was anyway. "Okay, I'll tell you. But it's not done yet. It won't be ready until we finish the house. So you'll just have to wait to actually use it."

"Oh my God! Just tell me already!" Emily cried out.

Matt positioned himself between her legs and pressed his cock against her wet folds. "Well, interestingly enough, it seems in your dream you may have had it partially figured out, so why don't I just tell you how your dream likely would have finished?" Emily nodded enthusiastically, while trying to push her body against his, forcing him inside of her. Matt held her tight though. "Well, once I had the wand secured, I would have lifted the plexiglass. You see, it's on a hinge, so it swings up on all four sides. Leaving you fully visible, but in a glass box." Matt reached down and grasped his cock and slapped it against her clit a few times. "Last, I would reach under the table. Underneath, there is a button that controls hydraulics that will lower the table just a little. Putting you at about waist level."

Matt was watching her face closely. Trying to gauge whether she was grasping the concept yet. So far she didn't seem to understand what was about to happen. But she was about to. "Now, with you lowered and surrounded by glass, I would invite everyone in the room to step closer and stroke themselves, or each other. They've all just watched you get played with for over an hour. And within mere moments, you are not only seeing cocks all around you, but there will be cum splattering the glass all around you as well. And that," Matt pushed his cock into her, "is when I would turn on the wand, at full strength of course." He felt her convulse around him as she shook. "Just think about that baby. All those cocks trying to cum all over you, splattering all around you, and the vibrator turning on suddenly on full blast. After an hour of me teasing you."

That was all it took, Emily cried out in an orgasm that had been building for some time now. "FUUUUCK" Her eyes rolled back into her head as her entire body shook. Matt began to slide his cock in and out of her as she came over and over.

"Can you see it, baby?" He said as he continued to fuck her. "Can you see all that cum all around you? Hitting the glass over and over. People are taking turns trying to cum on you while you scream out in orgasm in front of them. They are standing over you, watching you cum while they stroke themselves."

His original plan for the night had been to eat his wife's pussy tonight. He had not intended to fuck her at all. Her dream's inclusion of the plexiglass table had changed things. But now that he had revealed that, and had pushed her over the edge, he decided it was time to revert to his original plan. She was trying to respond to him, but all that was coming out right now was a jumble of noises.

Matt quickly pulled out and scooted back on the bed, lowering his mouth quickly into his prize. The moment his tongue touched her clit she cried out again. Her legs closed around his head and held him there, her hips bucking up and down as if she was fucking his face. He flicked his tongue back and forth lapping the sweet earthy nectar that he had been craving all day long.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck." Was all that Emily could say among the random syllables that she screamed. She thrashed around on the bed trying to find something to hold on to. There was nothing on the bed though, so her hands just waved around grabbing at nothing.

Matt continued this for several minutes, taking his fill of her, before slowing his pace and bringing her slowly back down to earth. By the time she had settled down and he pulled away, his face was plastered with her juices. He kissed his way up to her face and took her lips into his, his tongue penetrating her mouth, letting her taste herself.

Emily couldn't hold the kiss for long, she was out of breath still. When she broke away from the kiss, Matt rolled over and lay on the bed next to her, careful not to fall off the edge. "Fuck!" she said again. "That was amazing!" She took several slow deep breaths. "Is that really what the plexiglass is for?" Matt nodded. "Oh my God. That sounds incredibly hot. It's like taking a cum bath, but without the risk of getting it in my eyes. How did you come up with that?"

"Honestly? I read something about someone who was really into cum tributes, and it gave me the idea. Best part is, the bottom of each piece of plexiglass has a trench that catches all the cum, so cleanup should be super easy too!"

"Goddamn! You are a genius!" She rolled to her side and kissed him again. Then proceeded to lick her juices from his face. "And, if I didn't say it already, that was amazing!"

"Well, I can't take all the credit. Your delicious pussy kept me motivated all day long." They both laughed. "Well, I guess we can check this room off the list. That's two rooms christened, and the rest of the house to go! Now, let's catch our breath, and then go unload the car so we can go home and get some rest."