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Mr.busy

It contains smut

Synthia and ivan just celebrated their 2 year marriage anniversary , ivan has gotten a big project and has been on his toes for this project from last 2 weeks

He's been working on Christmas too , just working

Synthia who always dresses up for her husband , i mean who doesn't dress up for their partner and ask them how do i look

It's been 2 weeks since he has paid attention to her and her dresses , she's understanding and calm woman , she let it go because he's working, it's a big project but 2 weeks, aren't too much ,are they ?

This morning she woke up with a thought

Thought synthia as she sighed , look at his hoodie , took it off the hanger and decide this is what she's wearing today

She took a bath and got dressed in his hoodie , just hoodie , cause heater is on

She wasn't in great mood today , made some breakfast , eat some and put some on his plate ,which is didn't see as he was busy with his laptop..she sighed and washed her plate

The day went on and the evening came ,she cooked some chicken and gave it to him , and she got up to wash her plate

Ivan who had finally completed his project ,shut.the laptop as he stretched his arms , feeling the tiredness , he looked around. He wasn't even aware that the sun was down and the moon has risen up

He looked around towards the surroundings ,as his eyes fell on synthia ,dressed in his black hoodie

He was about to call her as she opened the upper cupboard putting the cups , lifting the hoodie till her belly exposing her puppy bikini set

Ivan looked at synthia who was on her toes keeping dishes on the shelf , and her hoodie kept lifting up everytime she tip toed

Ivan said ,he got up from his chair and started walking towards her

He said , he lifted her by her waist , making her sit on counter ,he kept his hands beside hers .

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he saying that he felt like something was there—that there was nothing below to stop him and that he couldn’t really control himself. She told him to eat dinner and started to climb down, but Ivan said, “Come on then,” and lifted her again, carrying her to the bed instead. She suggested eating at the dining table, and he teased that what he needed was a chef. Synthia wasn’t wearing a bra—just a hoodie and underwear. They started kissing. Ivan opened the buttons of her shirt, his hands roaming over her, and the moment quickly grew intense. She ended up half-seated on his lap. Ivan removed his shirt and loosened his belt along with his pants. He pulled her underwear away, lifted her legs onto his shoulders, and used his fingers to prepare her. She drew him into another kiss and told him she wanted to take the lead. Ivan questioned her, and she smiled, calling it his punishment. She tied her hair up, took his belt, and restrained his hands to the headboard. From the drawer, she found a ribbon and blindfolded him. Holding him in her hand, guided by what she had seen and imagined before, she slowly took him into her mouth, moving carefully at first, then more confidently. Later, she asked him what he liked most about her physically. Ivan replied that he liked everything, but especially her breasts. Hearing that, she smiled, prepared herself again, and they tried a position where she was on top. Eventually, Ivan pleaded for his hands to be freed. Synthia gave in and untied him. The moment she did, Ivan took control again, removing the blindfold. What followed was intense—they kissed between movements, lost in each other. After four rounds, they were both exhausted. Synthia laughed and suggested they take a shower since it was already four in the morning. Ivan agreed, and they went to the bathroom together. She admitted she was too tired and told him to handle it, and he joked that if he did, there would be one more round. She said to forget it and started bathing, but Ivan couldn’t resist. Before they knew it, they ended up sharing one last round together.

This story is based entirely on your imagination , you can imagine the characters as yourself or somebody else

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A happy day ,when you feel like that something good is going to happen

Sia was walking back home , had a tiring day. ,she was a college professor....today was the last day of paper correction , yesterday she had pulled all nighter and today she was dead inside , she felt the need to sleep on the street cause the weather was perfect a little cold with breeze flowing , the vacations had started month ago for students, her's started today.

She took a turn , just a few minutes till she reaches her home , suddenly a hand pulled her and she inhaled chloroform , it took her alot of efforts but still she couldn't get out of the guy's grasp , the last thing she remembers is black jackets

A few hours later , she woke up

Whoever walked in , keep getting closes to her ,at the end sits beside her as his hand caresses her cheeks