On the table beside me is a large double-ended dildo and a bottle of lube with an inoffensive taste. Your interest is immediately piqued.
"Take off your clothes and sit."
I push the footrest out towards you with my shoe and throw a sheaf of paper down in front of it.
"Read me a story." I command.
You strip down and settle your long naked limbs on the low seat at my knee and look down at the pages.
It's a story you are familiar with, one I had written for you a while ago. A dirty hotwife fantasy I know will turn you on. You know I am building up your desire, torturing you in the most exquisite way.
"I want you to ache for me, boy. I am going to make you sore with wanting."
"Yes, Mistress." You are ready. The yearning is already building in you.
"You may begin reading."
As you read the sex-soaked words aloud, I pick up the toy and lick the length of it, swirling my tongue around the head.
Your eyes dart up from the story to watch me hike up my skirt. A thrill goes through you when you see I am wearing a harness instead of panties. The straps and clips circle my thighs and waist. It is open at the crotch, an empty silver o-ring centred just above the jewel at my clit.
You start to breathe faster, struggling to focus on the page, images of me fucking another man overwhelming you when you hear me pop the lid of the lubricant open. I stroke the slippery liquid down the length of one side of the toy's shaft.
I reach down and wipe my hand off across your aching hard-on. You pulse at my touch, shifting your body towards me in response, wanting more.
"Oh no, boy." I chuckle. "The pleasure is for me, not you." Sitting back, I use two fingers to spread myself open. Slowly I push the long end of the toy inside. I moan as it stretches me, distracting you from your task.
"Keep reading." I pant, thrusting it harder as I work the toy inside me, rubbing my clit while it presses against my g-spot from inside.
"Suck my tits while I come," I tell you, mirroring a line in the story that you have now put to the side in order to concentrate on me. You are on me quickly, pulling the satin fabric of my bra to the side and pulling my nipple into your mouth greedily. You lick and suck while my climax builds and explodes, a deep satisfied shudder moving my whole body.
"Oh yes!" I moan.
"Alright. Back to your spot." I instruct once I have composed myself.