Reprieve by Night

Sleep. It was an elusive thing at just the most inconvenient of times. Well, really, basically all the time. John told her it was because of her naps, but frankly, Addison didn't buy that. The naps kept her sane and able to handle the lower sleep amounts. And it wasn't like it was technically all that large of an issue. If she had an eight-to-five like John, sure. But she just did art on the side and kept their house in tidy order. So her hours were really decided by her.

Still... it did mean they didn't wake up together. John would usually be awake a bit before her, maybe even be out the door before Addison woke up. She went to bed when he did of course, but inevitably her nights were this for a few hours. Reading on her phone or drawing on a tablet as he passed out next to her. It'd be nice to fall asleep in HIS arms at night... but c'est la vie. Sometimes on weekends she got that. And really, the quiet moments to herself were nice.

Just a bit boring at times. Addison set her phone aside for a moment, rubbing her eyes. Her hand shoved a long strand of wavy red hair out of her freckled face as she glanced at John. He kept his hair short, a curly brown top and trimmed beard framing just the handsomest beige toned face. He looked so peaceful... sometimes his brow would be furrowed from a stressful work day, but it was relaxed now. He never slept in much, meaning she could get a bit of a look at his shoulders and upper chest. Toned, is what they hinted at. If he wasn't so well tucked under a blanket, Addison would see the subtle traces of muscle on his arms, his slimmer build, the...

Yeah, she needed to get up for a bit. With care, the redhead extricated herself from the bed. She didn't wear much to bed either, but the nightgown covered more than John's boxers. Her phone found its way back to her hand before she stepped off to the guest bathroom. The master bathroom was a bit nicer... but Addison didn't want John to hear her. Plus, there was a shower in here too. That would be useful in a moment.

The nightgown came off quickly enough. A slow stretch in front of the mirror let Addison look over herself. She quite liked how she looked. Her breasts were pleasantly full, decent enough handfuls for most. Sure, she longed to lose a few pounds here and there, but the fat she had really just accentuated her body. Her eyes wandered down to her waist, lingering on the carefully trimmed mound reflected before she turned partially to see that curvature better. Content, she went over to turn the shower on.

White noise, warmth, and pleasant sensations. Those were the main reasons she slipped in despite having showered earlier in the evening. It helped relax her. And drown out any noises she might make over the next few minutes. The phone came in with her: just made it easier. Addison knew there was technically a risk of dropping it, but that's why it was a shower, not a bath. She also sat instead of standing so really, what was the actual danger of damaging it?

For a few minutes she just settled cozily under the warm water, sitting on the floor of the shower and watching it run over her skin. Her tranquil moment got a brief interruption from realizing she hadn't checked for a towel. Thankfully, one was hanging on the curtain rod. But that moment snapped Addison out of the subtle torpor the water had put her in. A few quick motions and her phone was unlocked. A few more left her looking at a search bar, contemplating.

The biggest problem with porn, at least to Addison, was the disproportionate amount of it focused on females. Even within kink, so much of it was male dom, fem sub. Which worked alright enough some days for sure. However, today she was in a more top-mood. The videos that typically came up for female doms though were usually full-on dominatrixes. That didn't suit her style. She liked the control, but ideally wanted a gentle hand through the process. Not quite a "mommy" sort either though. Relaxing, but not nurturing as much. Took longer to find those. Fortunately, today bore fruit quickly.

As the video played quietly, a hand wandered down. Brushing over stomach, pausing for a moment on feeling hair, then brushing along her crotch. Fingers ever so lightly rubbed and teased against Addison's clit as she sat enraptured. The guy in the clip was tied to a bed, a woman in a maid outfit gently kissing and nibbling at him. It wasn't all that far off from something she'd done before with John. Though, they didn't own a maid outfit. Addison gasped as she took him suddenly in her mouth, a certain heat flooding through her.

Want. Well, NEED, at this point. It'd been a week... With how busy work had been for John, he had just been so tired. She didn't fault him for it. Hell, if Addison could take that away she would. It just left her needing attention. That's what these little moments were for. Her body shuddered, a finger teasing her entrance for just a moment... then going back up in a long caress of her intimacy. She sighed, a quiet noise of longing coming with it. But even as that feeling swept her, sadness came with it also.

It just wasn't the same. It never was. The flame within her quieted, slipping back into a faint dull ember. For several seconds, Addison contemplated simply giving up there for the night. The video got paused and the phone gently set on the floor nearby. She'd give so much to do something with him right now. If work was slower, if John was awake and not just in bed...

Mm. Wait a minute.

Addison sat up straighter, eyes going to her phone a moment. Yeah, yeah something like that would be lovely. John was asleep, sure... but it was Friday. He didn't need to get up tomorrow. Standing, she quickly turned the water off and dried off. Everything needed was in the bedroom. Just had to be quiet in setting up. But she could certainly manage that. That ember in her lit with fresh kindling. He'd be awake soon enough, for certain.

Quietly she padded back to the bedroom. The door squeaking briefly made her wince. Fortunately, John didn't seem disturbed at all in his rest. After pausing and building up confidence, Addison crossed through the room to a set of drawers. The bottommost one had what she wanted: several bits of bondage equipment collected over the years. Her eyes immediately went to the right side: restraints. The bed restraints would lend themselves best to this. There was a gag Addison was tempted to grab... Her hands settled on a blindfold and another drawer though.

Yawning. She froze, but John just rolled onto his back. Honestly... that was convenient, even if her heart raced a moment. Nothing else for it... she snuck to each bed corner, securing restraints in place and leaving velcro cuffs conveniently near his limbs. She didn't touch him yet, in part to give herself more setup time and in part out of nerves. They'd played before, but this would be a bit new to them both. Addison ran over the plan one last time in her head, took a breath, and pushed herself more fully into a dominant headspace.

First, the wrists and blindfold. Those were critical. She grabbed one arm, gently guiding it into place before quickly strapping it down. John shifted a bit, prompting her to go next with the blindfold. THAT got more of a reaction out of him as he blearily mumbled "Addy...? What-" Immediately she planted a finger on his lips, shushing him. She climbed on top of him, reaching for his other wrist and securing it. His breathing picked up a bit, but whether he was still nigh asleep or simply trusting, he didn't fight much.

At least, not right then. It was just a matter of seconds before she was off him and had his ankles secured. By then he was distinctly more awake, testing his wrists lightly and breathing a bit more shallowly. Addison climbed back on his chest, smirking as John realized she was naked. She didn't need to glance back to know he was likely waking up quite quickly in other ways now. Gently, she leaned down and whispered in John's ear. "Hi, baby~..."

"H-i...?" John pulled lightly against the velcro cuffs, seeming to look roughly where her head was. "M... ay I ask- mmfg!" A carefully balled pair of clean socks shut down his inquiry well. Addison smiled, purring as she ran her hands down his chest. "No, you may not ask, actually. But, to answer, I'm a bit needy, John... and I wanted to sort out that need. You don't mind, do you?" A faint protesting noise got ignored as Addison pushed the blanket down and out of her way. All her worry was fading fast. Right now, this was about her needs. And making sure he enjoyed it some.

She started at his neck. Kissing gently, nibbling, caressing as he tensed and froze up a bit. Addison's lips moved down from there. His collarbone. Then upper chest, then down the center of it towards his stomach. As she went her body moved also, sliding down and over his boxers. She nearly moaned on her clit rubbing up against him. It made her want to just mount him then and there... But there was a process to this. She'd work accordingly.

Further down, until her lips grazed the edge of his boxers. At this point he was slightly trembling, breathing faster but mostly still. Addison slipped a hand into his boxers, feeling her chest flutter as he moaned. It only took a couple seconds for her to slip his cock free of the trousers around them. Her tongue ran along it, from the base to the tip as her spouse twitched. Softly, she mumbled "I'm sure you can guess what I'm going to do next, John..." Without another word she took the tip into her mouth, shivering at the gasp she heard.

It was slow. Teasing. Deliberate. Her lips slid down, taking more of it until she was close to the base of it. Addison had practiced this plenty, the only limit to it being how long she could hold her breath. It twitched in her mouth as she slid back up, tongue brushing against the tip. For a moment she paused, sucking at it lightly before taking it again. Going at that same leisurely pace. It was far from enough to get John there any time soon. Plenty to frustrate and rile up with though.

His moans thrilled her. It really had been too long... There were moments in the last week where Addison had been hopeful. Alas, it had just been idle flirting. She had worked out those frustrations on the side, one much like how she'd been gearing to do this evening. A temporary fix though. What she needed was right here and this was an excellent way to take it. The occasional shifts and squirms of her husband added so much to it.

Wandering down, her hand lightly brushed along her own sex. Earlier it felt nice, sure. Now? It was electric. It was life. The caress of tongue against shaft certainly helped John along, but her own feel worked a quiet wonder for stoking the flame in her. Building up, teasing, and stretching her out a bit for what she planned to do shortly. Addison's breath took on a shakiness to it as she stimulated him more. Now it wasn't just teasing. She wanted him built up a bit.

And then he was. As was she. Addison's hand slid away, her mouth -popped- lightly off the end of it. John's squirms followed immediately, but ended when she settled on his waist and started lining up. Through the panties, it sounded like he was softly begging for it... She leaned to kiss his cheek as fingers wrapped around his erection. Angling it, settling the tip at her entrance. And finally pushing back onto it. His lustful groan mixed with her faint whimper as her channel stretched slightly. It was a lot, even with her prep. It was exactly what her body had been missing.

Several seconds later she was sitting up. Holding him in fully as she steadied herself. Then she moved. Wobbly at first, but then smoothing the motion as she rode him. Addison's hands splayed on his chest, moaning as he pushed up into her. It was so much, perfect at this moment. Every shove, every bounce driving her wild. "M-fghh..." Words were hard. She didn't need them though. Their blended whimpers and groans of pleasure was enough to understand each other.

Somewhere in there, the gag came out and they were kissing. Her hands tangled in his hair, lips and tongue eagerly sating their hunger with him. Both of them were panting by the time Addison broke off, staring down at him with longing. "If... I give you a hand free, you gonna fight me, John?" He quickly shook his head, shakily whispering "FUCK no." Fumbling, she ripped a cuff free. His hand immediately slid along her, caressing and feeling her hip, then her breasts. She bit her lip and flexed, working her hips on top of his.

Not long after she could feel him tensing. Addison was too. Most nights they did it, things didn't sync up quite so well. There'd be a need to build up the other a bit more, a lot of work if they wanted it shared. Not tonight, not this time. Her gasps became cries that mixed with John's own pleasured noise as they clenched almost in tandem. She wrung every bit she could out of him, then collapsed on top of him. His arm wrapped around her waist, holding her there as they sat in mutual exhausted bliss.

...

"Addy..."

"Mfrgh..."

"Addy, babe.."

"Whrr?"

"Can uh.. I be let up now?"

"H... uh? Oh... oh!" Addison shot up. It was morning from the looks of it. Sheepishly, she glanced down at John as he chuckled. "Y-eah, sorry one second..." Within moments, his arms and legs were free. He sat up, wrapping arms around her and kissing her cheek. She gave him a quick squeeze, then quietly laughed. "Maybe we should shower before breakfast?" He agreed, smirking as she blushed and got up with him. Within minutes, they were making out while the hot water ran over them.

While drying off, she looked over at John uncertainly. "Was... it okay that I did that last night?" Almost immediately John kissed her again, wrapping a towel around himself as he did. Slowly, he pulled back and reassuringly answered "Course it was." He then grinned at her. "Just don't be surprised if you wake up one late morning in a similar situation." The faint worry she had vanished and she smiled back and hugged him. "Please do, sometime~."