el juguete de mi esposo

A few years ago my husband lost his job. Due to a bad management by his partner, he lost a lot of money and a lot of time from his life dedicated to that failed project. It was a very painful process for him and it led him to the brink of depression. I noticed that each day that passed he was getting more sad and depressed. I tried several times to cheer him up with parties and gatherings with friends. We made several trips together but couldn't get him back to being the man I fell in love with. He was sad, apathetic, thoughtful, all the time thinking about how to solve that problem that was bothering him and only worrying about his well-being. Time passed and he didn't recover his smile. So I decided to take matters into my own hands and prepare a surprise for him to lift his spirits. In the morning, I went shopping... I bought some sex toys (a vibrator, a pair of handcuffs, an eye mask to cover our eyes... and several other things) and in addition, a large box from a bookstore. Three sets of lingerie, white, black, and blue lace. At a hardware store, I bought some clips, two cups, and white wine. Ahhh and a big white bow, those that are placed on car roofs at weddings. I needed quite some time to prepare everything and have it come out as planned. Since he was so sad, I couldn't convince him to leave the house, then I decided to go myself to prepare the surprise elsewhere. I chose his old office which he no longer used for work but still kept. I brought all the things I bought there. Prepared everything. Painted the box inside and out. Inside, I placed the sex toys secured with clips at the back, hung the lingerie on hooks at the sides, glued the bow to the top but didn't close the box yet. I called him by cell phone, saying he had to pass by his office, that there was a package for him to pick up. And I sat down, completely naked, inside the box with a cup in each hand. I arrive flustered, hurried, irritated. When I heard the key turn in the lock my heart started beating strongly, galloping expecting to see a reaction upon discovering myself. In the office there was only one desk and in the back, the large box with the white ribbon on top and a sign that said: I'M YOUR TOY. HAVE FUN WITH ME. I heard his footsteps approaching and my excitement increased. I heard him reading and my enjoyment mixed with excitement. He arrives at the box, starts to remove the ribbon and reads the sign again: I'M YOUR TOY. HAVE FUN WITH ME. He pauses, as if thinking, and then I appear, naked, festive, emerging from inside the box. His gaze transformed, he looked at me with lust, as if he wanted to eat me...he salivated like someone sees an appetizing dish. He grabbed my waist and lifted me up in his arms to take me out of there. I didn't speak. In this game, it wasn't allowed. I only handed him the instructions. And he read: -Only for personal use. -Includes a change of clothes. -Includes accessories for pleasure. -If you want me to talk, invite wine. -If you want me mute, invite wine. Before each instruction, his smile increased. I was standing in front of him, motionless, like a doll. He observed the box carefully and his smile increased. I think he imagined several things. He started to remove my clothes. First, the black one, with lace and with a gesture between impish and authoritative, he said: Put it on. I put it on in front of him, while his mouth was watering. My heart came out of my chest when I saw his reaction... Dance for me -he told me. Let's dance. I took off his shirt, undid his jeans, introduced my hand into his crotch and pulled out his hard and wet member. But I didn't do anything more until he asked. -Suck it -he demanded. I did so, exactly as he was asking. He sucked it a little, grabbed me against the wall another little and told me to change clothes. This time he gave me the white, was lycra, smooth, fitted, my nipples were poking out, my vagina was getting wet. With the white thing played with me on the floor, almost abusing me, he introduced the vibrator into my vagina and made me reach orgasm, exploding with pleasure, feeling with each cell of my body the contractions of my muscles. Even moaning with pleasure I got up from the floor and he said -Now if I'm going to have fun with you. He took off the white clothes, dressed me in blue, handcuffed my hands on my back, and blindfolded my eyes. I, just cumming, ecstatic, still with orgasmic palpitations, was asking him to do whatever he wanted with me. And so he did. He threw me face down onto the desk, handcuffed, opened my legs, introduced the vibrator again into my vagina and took me by the ass, strong, showing how he played with his toy, knowing he had earned it. His penis got harder and hotter every time, and I was super sensitive after my orgasm on the floor. His movements were faster and stronger, his breathing agitated, his groans and gasps getting louder... We were so hot!!! We reached orgasm together. I felt like his penis was ejaculating with each contraction inside me, filling my ass with semen. I felt it expanding inside me. After such a pleasure explosion came the calm. We toasted with white wine. The smile returned to his face. He still keeps the box and bow for receiving me as his gift every time he wants.