Ali's Adventures Ch. 02

An hour later, Ali is in her home comfort clothing, having cleaned up after the heated session she had, showered and prepared dinner. Her smile has remained and the electric buzz throughout her body is making her think that she will need some additional relief before bed. The meal she prepared was complemented, the conversation was sterile and he finally noticed her big wide smile. He asked about her day and apparent happiness. Ali just says she is enjoying the meal and his company. Whilst the meal was good, the longer this goes on, the more she feels bad for betraying his trust. They finish dinner and he leaves for an outing for the evening.

Once she is sure he has left, she sits down and begins to write the feedback request. She includes as much detail as she can about both how it looked and what she felt. She enjoyed the challenge, both physically and mentally and was highly aroused by the end. She finally described in detail the masturbation session on her arrival home. By the time that the feedback is complete, the smile is even wider and her panties are once again wet and gooey with Ali's wetness. She rereads the feedback and finally presses send.

She looks at the time and sees that her husband will be returning soon. She gets ready for bed, hoping he will fall asleep fast and she can fix the heartbeat thumping within her vagina. He arrives home and prepares for bed. Once the lights go out he reaches over and touches her lightly. She knows the move. He is seeing if she is receptive to some intimate activities. As a good wife should as quick as fast, she rolls over on top of him and begins to ride his cock hard and fast, hoping he thinks the massive wetness is his doing. She is rocking her hips just how they both like it; however, in the dark she is imagining her online lover. His hands all over her and guiding her with more and more submission and compliance play. Before she can stop her imagination, she is two hard hip thrusts away from exploding. Ali grinds hard with each thrust and explodes everywhere. Like clockwork, he rolls her over before she has even finished her large orgasm and proceeds to test her flexibility. Not long after, he is filling her wetness as she squeezes her strong vagina muscles around him methodically.

She lies in bed next to him and feels really bad, using her imagination of another man to send her over the edge; however, it is done now and she moves to the bathroom to clean up the combined wetness.

The next day, Ali can't decide what to wear, usually dark pants and a blouse with something for her underneath. However, this morning she has gravitated towards the skirt and dress end of her wardrobe. She pulls out a dark blue knee-length pencil skirt and matches it one of her favourite blouses. This combination allows her freedom for the lingerie she can choose underneath. Searching through the drawer for a g-string that jumps out at her, her fingers graze the toy. Her memories of yesterday come flooding back and sets her on an unexpected course. She chooses a dark blue matching set of bra and g-string and within minutes is ready to head off to work.

The drive doesn't have the same thrill as yesterday and she is much more focused; however, the subconscious is replaying her submission and compliance. What is did, felt and wrote. Ali on returning from lunch realises that she is getting very moist and attends the bathroom. Given her focus of the day and lack of anal toy she is surprised to feel the same level of wetness. She cleans this up and with the final stroke she concentrates around her clit. Absentmindedly, she is rubbing her clit and the wetness returns with interest. Whilst she was thwarted yesterday, maybe today will be different. She concentrated her movements on her clit as she knows that gets her off both the quickest and hardest.

Whilst she is alone in the bathroom, she rubs harder and harder, faster and faster, feeling the excitement continue its march higher and higher. She is about to explode and hears the bathroom door open and another woman enters. Unlike yesterday, she is way to close to stop and she bites her tongue to remain silent. Unsure if she could remain quiet when the explosion arrives, she plateaus her pleasure level and awaits her soon release. Before she even realises she has bitten her tongue a little hard too. So going to be worth it. The bathroom door opens and closes and again she is alone with her pussy lips glistening with wetness and her finger increasing speed again on her clit. A few moments and she is ready to explode and hard. Her wetness has dribbled down to the toilet and her legs go straight and taut as she explodes and bites her tongue again to stop from screaming out a moan commensurate with the pleasure coursing through her body. She is breathing hard and attempting to calm her heart rate as she dabs at the wetness, attempting to clean it up and minimize the sex smell on her return to her desk for the next few hours. Wow, she thinks as her legs take some getting used to carrying her weight again. The rest of the day is a blur, like the previous day with her big smile at full wattage.

The drive home is a bit of a buzzkill as traffic is horrendous and she arrives home first as usual. She quickly discards her work clothes and given the weather, decides on a sports bra and activewear shorts. Today is her Pilates session and she works up a fever sweat, soaking the bra and shorts through. At the end she smirks to herself that not all the wetness covering her body is probably from the exercise. Another sterile and uneventful evening occurs and as she is getting ready for bed, she checks her messages from the stranger 'A'. He has replied to her feedback only in the last 20 minutes, enjoying the details included and has provided an assurance that a new package will arrive soon so she can work on the next challenge. She climbs into bed with the smile continuing to shine on her face and is asleep as her head hits the pillow.

Awake early with a renewed purpose and motivation, 'A' feedback has kicked Ali's submission and compliance exploration to a new level. She wants to be better, faster, fitter and a good girl in a bad way. She did a workout before work and was back to wearing her demure and conservative outfit and something a little risque underneath for herself. She threw herself into work and was itching for the mailman to be extra efficient.

As the days turned into a week, she was wondering where it was being mailed from and what was taking so long. However, she need not to have worried, as the very next day a postage collection note arrived in the mailbox for collection at the local post office. Damn, she thought, as it was already too late to go and collect and she was eager to see the next challenge. Also, that very same night a message from 'A' arrived. He provided more details on who he was. She poured over the details repeatedly and was glad her husband was out to allow her to indulge. The closeness of the second package's arrival was making her wet again. She was so horny and not thinking straight she had contemplated calling in sick to be able to collect it first thing in the morning.

She awoke with her alarm and rolled to check her phone as always. She was less thinking like a submissive tart with a heartbeat in her pussy and more like a woman who knew the value of patience. She prepared for her day at work and again just her regular clothes on the outside and something special for herself underneath. An all-black matching lace push-up bra and lace G-string. The day was distracting and the lunch food tasted plain; Ali knew the distraction and was happy that he could still command that sort of power over her body without a single physical touch. This was real power and submission in a dance together. She got butterflies thinking about it. Ali was even surprised as they danced through her belly, making her smile like a giddy little teenager.

She was very controlled in the drive to the post office, ensuring her eagerness didn't get her any more points deducted from her licence. Everything is testing her patience: finding a car park, through to a large line out the door, to the staff seeming to take forever to find and process the package for her. Finally, she signs something resembling her name and has the package in her hands. They are shaking. Again, she battled traffic and got home before opening the package. She has it on the kitchen bench as her husband is not expected home till 6 pm. Like last time, she tests its weight and density. It appears very light this time and no heaviness.

Again, she doesn't open it straight away and hides it next to the previous challenges butt plug. Another night of sterile behaviour and dinner together with her husband, with no intimacy since last week. The following day she, on her way to work, decides to open the package; however, with the day being Friday, if the challenge includes anything to do at work, she will have to wait until Monday. Her estimate that there was no great mass to whatever was in the package was an understatement. She pulled from the package a set of pearl g-string panties. The note said, 'Same challenge just with this new item A.' Sitting in her car in the car park, Ali was torn; she wanted to slide them up her toned legs and rest those pearls between her near constantly wet pussy. However, given her choice of work clothes for the day that also meant pants needed to be removed too. Ali glanced quickly at the time; maybe she could if she hurried, however soon the car park would be full of other workers arriving. She quickly got into the back seat, swiftly ejected her pants and the dainty red lace panties she had chosen this morning. They felt so good and naughty sliding up her legs and fit snugly between her pussy lips. As quickly as they had been removed, her pants were refitted and she exited her car, heading into work.

The first few steps rode the pearls between her pussy lips even higher and by the time she had reached her desk she was sure the pearls would be soaking wet and potentially transferring her wetness to her pants. Lucky for her dark pants choice today. Whilst the anal plug had provided a full sensation, these panties were just making her wetter and wetter. Ali couldn't believe the little tart she had become, extracting pleasure from work that most definitely she shouldn't.

Even with just her light fingers roaming a keyboard, the pearls felt like they were moving up and down her pussy and causing wetness that she hadn't experienced in years. Again she was distracted and again trips to the bathroom were needed to ensure that even her dark pants didn't start to reveal her secret. Ali managed to resist rubbing her pussy like the previous time cause she was sure that it wouldn't help and would only distract her even more.

Whilst the day seemed to drag, before she knew it, she was driving home and like the previous challenge, the closer to home she got, the wetter and more urgently the heartbeat in her pussy would pulse.

To be continued.