Element of Surprise

His silence confirmed that he was still sleeping.

She took a deep breath and positioned herself over his cock. She arched her back and slid him smoothly into her eagerly anticipating snatch. He wasn't fully hard yet, so she didn't want to accidentally push him out, but he was hard enough that she could appreciate the sensation.

She slowly started to bounce off of her ankles. She let out a gasp as she felt him get harder inside of her, something she'd never truly felt before. She leaned forward to balance herself and brought her hands down hard on his chest.

That'll probably wake you up, she thought.

He let out a gasp and slowly opened his eyes. He reached downward and came in contact with her lower abdomen. "Wh -- what?" was all he managed to vocalize at this point.

"Good morning, honey!" She said in a very singsongy voice. "This is your wake-up service!" She squeezed her pussy around his cock as she said the word, 'service.'

"Did you say 'service' or 'cervix'?"

"Um, either. Or both." She laughed.

"Well, this is a great way to start the--" She put her fingers to his lips to stop him from talking.

"Less talk, more fuck."

She leaned forward and kissed him passionately. He adjusted his hands to be directly on her hips, and he found himself controlling her bounces off of him.

When she had her first orgasm, she grabbed his hands and pulled them up to her breasts, which he enthusiastically rubbed, pinched, massaged, and kneaded, enhancing the feeling she got.

He moved his hands up and away from her breasts, back up the side of her neck and to the point known as the Heavenly Pillar. She made a mental note to ask him about this. It felt so good, but at the same time, it was a bit confusing as to why he'd put his hands there unless he was trying to choke her (which he clearly wasn't).

She let out a squeal of pleasure and bounced rapidly on him. When he squirted inside of her, she felt the warmth spread through her and she stopped moving instinctively.

"You should try that more often." He said, stroking her hair.

"What? Waking you by fucking you?"

"Yeah!"

"I've got to admit, it felt great, but it felt like it took me forever to get you hard."

"But was the wait worth it?"

"Ya know, I'm just not sure. I mean, I'm used to getting you hard just by walking up to you wearing only my bra and panties. This was... you know... almost like... um, work."

"Not all guys get..."

"I know. You don't need to remind me."

She rolled off of him, lay her head on the pillow, and gazed into his eyes.

"So, what's with this spot here?" She pointed at the Heavenly Pillar erotic pressure points at the base of her skull.

"What? That? Oh, it's... you'd just think I'm being silly..."

"No, really. Every time you touched me there, I got these tingles....."

He let out a deep sigh and contemplated how best to explain it to her. "Well, do you remember how you said to surprise and seduce you?"

"Of course I do... And that was it, right?"

"Absolutely. One of them, anyway. I found it on a website that explains acupressure and erotic pressure points. That one point's called the Heavenly Pillar. "

"The Heavenly Pillar?" She seemed unimpressed by the name.

"I didn't name it. Anyway, that website told me a few parts of your body that would turn you on. I picked the ones I was most comfortable with and, well, here we are..."

"Nice."

"Do you have any more tricks up your sleeve?"

"You don't want me to answer that question, do you?"

"Um, no, I guess not..."

"What time is it?"

She sat up and squinted her eyes at the clock on the nightstand. "Almost 4. You tired?"

"A little."

"Me, too. Would you mind please rubbing my temples again?"

"It'll be my pleasure."

He smiled as he started rubbing her temples and intoning the word "relax" until she had fallen asleep.

Once she was asleep, he decided he wanted to have a little bit more fun with her. "All right, Deanna. I want to give you a trigger phrase. Every time I say the trigger phrase, you will have an uncontrollable, overwhelming need to fuck me. No matter where. No matter when. You'll stop whatever it is you're doing because you'll feel so horny, that you'll want to fuck me. Does that sound good?"

"Mmmmmmmmmmm...."

"Is that a yes?"

"Yes..."

"All right. Are you ready for the trigger phrase?"

"Yessss."

"Very good. The trigger phrase is..." he paused for a moment. "'Are you horny.' When I ask you, 'are you horny,' you will feel very horny and need to fuck me. Do you understand?"

"Yesssss...."

"Very good. Now you'll fall into a sound sleep and wake up as normal in the morning."

.......

The two of them were awakened by the trill beeping of the clock radio alarm, just as the first rays of daylight were starting to stream between the slats in the blinds and onto the bed.

"Good morning," Deanna said to her husband, who was still rubbing his eyes.

"You seem wide awake this morning," he grumbled.

"I haven't felt this good in the morning in a long time. Must've been the late night, uh, interlude we had last night." She smiled at him as she ran her fingers through his chest.

Starting to wake up a bit more, he asked, "Would you like an encore?"

She glanced over at the clock. "Can we take a raincheck? I've really got to get going."

She stood up and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

He sat up and listened to the familiar sound of water running in the bathroom, letting him know that she was getting ready to take a shower.. When he was reasonably certain he'd be able to stand up, he called out, "Mind if I join you?"

"Be my guest, but, you know... No funny business!"

"No funny business. I'll try," He said with a chuckle.

He rolled down his boxer shorts and stepped into the shower behind her, resting his hands on her shoulders. He reached for the shampoo and started to massage it into her scalp, pushing it along her hair. He leaned forward and kissed her on the side of her neck.

"I warned you! No funny business." She stepped away from him and started to wash the shampoo out of her hair.

He pouted at her and she chuckled as she put her hands on her hips.

Throughout the shower, he tried to do more than just help her get clean, but every time his hands were clearly trying to do something other than help cleanse her body, she'd slap his wrist and he pulled back.

The two of them stepped out of the shower and wrapped themselves in their towels as they walked back to their bedroom.

"I guess a quickie's out of the question now, isn't it?"

"Yup." She smiled at him. "Don't worry, though, you did a great job last night."

He sighed. "Thanks, I guess."

"Don't be so dejected. It doesn't become you."

"All right. Mind if I ask one question?"

"Sure."

"Are you horny?"

When she heard that, the trigger kicked in and she lost sight of what she wanted to do for a moment. When she realized how she was feeling, she smiled broadly, let her towel drop to the floor, and reached forward to undo his towel.

No additional words were needed between the two of them. He smiled and made a mental note to try additional suggestions when he had the chance. For now, everything was a surprise and a seduction. "I guess we're out of that rut now, aren't we?"

"You could say that. Now shut up and get back in bed."

"Whatever you say, Deanna." He smiled and made a mental note about that website. Other guys would want to know about this, too.