Pawn Exhibits Stylish Attire
Ryan returned home to a house that seemed in top-notch condition. The couch cushions were properly positioned, the kitchen countertops were clean, and everything else had either been put away or was in the dishwasher. The house exuded a sense of neatness and orderliness.
This sort of thing had been happening for a few weeks now. Nikki was doing an excellent job.
Skipping gym sessions on the days assigned by their arrangement had its benefits. Ryan cherished coming back to a well-kept home. Not just that, but the thought of Nicole waiting for him was even more tempting. She would occasionally be finishing her chores when he arrived. Sometimes vacuuming, sometimes tidying up a room. It was never for long before she disappeared to change and prepare for their playtime.
Ryan thought back to that first time Nikki came to clean their house. Ryan was unable to contain his lust when he brought Nikki to their bedroom. She had been teasing him all week about their tryst. By the time he arrived home, he was already aroused. He was amazed by how effortlessly she degraded him that day, tagging him as a sex beast. Her frank words and rough love in the living room, while she was still in her cleaning uniform, reminded him of his days in college. They ended up lying on the hardwood floor, winded and exhausted from their passionate sex. The memory still made him smile.
The following week featured Nikki in her French maid outfit. She provocatively swayed her hips as she maneuvered around the house, fondling her breasts through her skimpy uniform. Marks of her enjoyment peeked through the fabric. Ryan was hooked.
Both Ryan and Nikki cherished their stolen moments together. The same desire to let loose their libidinal urges had drawn them closer together. In the beginning, Ryan approached these encounters with trepidation, but now, he eagerly anticipated his skip day every week. Each incident left him feeling rejuvenated and energized.
Their encounters gradually evolved, with Nicole taking the lead. Ryan would text her a day or two before she was due to visit and ask what outfit she would wear this time. At first, she was reluctant to divulge her plans, probably enjoying her role as the tease. But he eventually found himself drawing her into his control, especially when she donned the schoolgirl outfit. He transformed himself into a stern disciplinarian, and Nikki's sex-driven nature excited her even more. She even dared him to spank her. Despite never actually pulling her hair, it was an exhilarating game they played.
One particularly memorable time, Ryan found himself deep in thought whilst doing laundry. He mentally retraced his steps with Nikki when she was dressed as a schoolgirl. Propinquity seemed to triumph. He spanked Nikki, and then devoured her, tasting the sweet fruit between her legs. They both found great excitement in reenacting the teacher-student relationship he'd crafted in his mind. It didn't last long before they both came, leaving them breathless and sticky. He could not help but wonder how he'd look at the laundry room forever because of that crazy moment.
Later on, Nikki would inform Ryan of her arrival and start time. They had gotten into a groove, but some days were harder to blend with than others. The only trouble came when she took on the role of a pink-haired anime character. She later admitted that it was just the caffeine giving her energy. The dirty talk, however, was not lost on Ryan. He primarily served as her lover, touching her, grabbing her, and thrusting into her in various positions. She was flexible and would change positions quickly. By the end, Ryan was completely drained. He joked that he could forego his gym routine, just based on their newest cardio exercise. It brought a genuine laugh from Nikki despite the insanity of the entire situation; still, Ryan cherished that laugh the most.
Looking back, he hadn't handled Nikki's Girl Scout uniform very appropriately. He carelessly commented that she seemed a bit young in it. This made her uncomfortable. Despite this, they managed to recover and ended up on the dining room table. He acted as if he was eating her cookies. The next day, Nikki mentioned in a text that she had orgasmed four or five times. This was hard for Ryan to comprehend. He didn't want to doubt her, so he didn't. Nikki was overjoyed that day. It was the only time she asked him to stop. She had become too sensitive.
In return, she got on her knees in front of him. Her skill at giving head was impressive. However, she managed to include a hint of teasing, pulling away a few times as he came close to climaxing. Her hands sensually caressed him as he relaxed. Then she engulfed him again. Her eyes, hidden beneath her green beret, were captivating. The image of her sucking his cock, her large chest sticking out from under her vest and sash, remained vivid over time. He told her he was cumming. Nikki pulled back, her hand gently touching the base of his penis. She used her hand to guide the tip of his dick to her face. Ropes of cum covered her smile, her eyes naturally closing. An aura of immense delight emanated from her. Drenched in his semen, she quietly said, "Thank you," as she left his penis in her face.
"I'm here, Ryan!"
Nikki's voice pulled him out of his reverie. He hung up his coat on the wall. The memories of what they had shared in a short period of time filled him with energy. Already his penis was fully erect. Nikki had texted him shortly before he got home that she would be waiting in the study. Sure enough, that's where he heard her voice call from. Ryan unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt and walked towards her.
Initially, he didn't see Nikki as he entered the room. It was only after the door closed behind him that he could fully appreciate her. Nikki wore a classic black Playboy Bunny outfit, complete with ears and a fuzzy tail. The costume drew attention to her figure. He couldn't help but admire her large breasts prominently displayed. The ears drew his gaze to her face. But then his gaze was drawn to her hips. The costume begged him to grab them.
"Like it?" Nikki inquired, posing seductively.
As always, Ryan speechless. They had been together for months, and every time he was amazed by her presence.
"It's a bit sexist. But on the other hand... I don't know. I kinda like it," Ryan said, laughing.
Nikki giggled and crossed her arms, looking from one side of her body to the other. She then drew attention to her hips and ass. When she was done admiring herself, she faced Ryan. Her eyes smiled at him invitingly.
"You think I look incredible. I don't know how you do it. You're like, the living embodiment of attractive."
"Thank you," she replied politely.
Ryan wasn't just being complimentary. The bunny outfit was not sexy. Nor was it because of her curvy body that the costume stood out. It was because of her confidence and her willingness to show her fun side. To radiate warmth and brighten his day with her genuine smile and invite him to join her. The costume simply served as a backdrop.
All of it was Nikki, vibrantly expressed.
Ryan moved closer, resting his head on her chest. As he did, he noticed Nikki's eyes watching him as he nestled by her breasts. After a gentle nuzzle, he bit into the edge of the costume. Nikki let out a playful yelp. A moment later, she playfully threw herself onto his chest, knocking them both to the floor.
* * *
As always, the afternoon afforded them the chance to satisfy their sexual desires. Time passed and the two lovers knew they had to move on.
Nikki lifted herself away from Ryan's chest. She had spent some time cuddling with him, much longer than he had realised. He thought she must have been enjoying his company as much as he had enjoyed hers. But now, they needed to continue.
She stood up, and Ryan stood as well. A wash would be necessary, but first he needed to see his housekeeper on her way.
Nikki groaned as she began getting dressed. "I'm gonna miss you so much, sweetie."
"Alright, so... umm, maybe we should plan our next adventure... er, I mean, which room are we going to conquer this time?"
Nikki paused before answering. "Let's see... bedrooms are off-limits. We've already entertained ourselves in every other room. That means there's only one left."
Ryan was putting on his clothes and felt lucky to have some privacy while Nicole was gone. He said quietly, "So, which one is that?"
Nicole buttoned up her blouse and gave him a cheeky smile. "The master bedroom."
"Really?" Ryan was intrigued. "I thought that room was supposed to be the pièce de résistance of the home. Like the highlight of our love life in this house."
"Yeah." Nikki smirked. "We've had our fun in almost every other room during our affair. So I guess it's time to conquer the last one. Let's go to your room, my love. There, you can really feel like the master of the house."
Ryan stood there, staring at his semi-dressed wife with surprise. Her determination made him both impressed and nervous. While months of their secret relationship had broken down the walls he built around his emotions, he still felt uneasy about this idea. It seemed as if Nikki wanted to claim the master bedroom as her own. Yet, he knew that he needed Nikki's help to het rid of his defensive shell.
He felt a tickle at the back of his mind and blurted out one last question. "So, if it's the second-to-last room in the house, you've gotta have a sexy costume to top them all, don't you?"
Nikki smiled and picked up her things. Her eyes shone with mischief. "Oh, you're in for a real treat! Trust me."
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