"Anna, I'm off to work."
"Have a good day, John."
After giving me a light peck on the lips, my husband gently patted my head and left for work.
In the brief moment before the door closed, I saw his cheeks turn slightly red.
Hehe, he's so cute when he's embarrassed!
John and I have been married for six months, and we met at work.
We both worked as bankers, but I had no special feelings for John and had hardly spoken to him.
John is tall and has sleek black hair, making him look quite popular.
But among the women, there were rumors that he was scary because he hardly talked to anyone and just focused on his work...
After hearing those rumors, I glanced at him and our eyes met, making me quickly turn back to my computer.
Yeah... those eyes behind his glasses are indeed sharp and scary!
That's what I thought, but he turned out to be different.
At a year-end party, we happened to sit next to each other and started talking. Surprisingly, John was knowledgeable about many things, and I found it fun to talk to him. I wanted to get to know him better.
After exchanging contact information that day, we started communicating daily and spending time together at work.
John's affection for me was overwhelming, surprising everyone around us. I later found out that our boss and seniors were secretly helping us get together because they were moved by his change.
With everyone's support, John and I started dating and eventually got married. Since I love children, I wanted to have kids right after getting married, so I quit my job.
Yes, I'm happy.
John has always been devoted to me, even after marriage. He works hard and helps with the housework.
I have no complaints. No complaints...
"I do have complaints!!"
"Anna, this is a cafe, not a bar!"
My best friend, Sarah, lightly tapped my forehead as I raised my voice.
"Sorry, but people say things like 'Newlyweds must have sweet nights, I'm so jealous!' It's not really like that..."
"Are you not having sex?"
Sarah's question made me stare at my half-eaten shortcake.
Well, it's not that we're not doing it at all.
In fact, unless I'm sick or on my period, John wants me almost every day.
Of course, I love John, so I'm happy, but...
John's sex is very... plain.
The pattern is kiss → light foreplay → missionary position → finish.
Honestly, it's not enough.
Seeing my serious expression, Sarah smirked. This is her scheming face...
"So, you want John to be more passionate? Leave it to this love master!"
Confidently patting her chest, Sarah, who has always been popular since school and now works as a receptionist, never lacks suitors.
Her love skills are far superior to mine.
"You need to take the initiative!"
If you take the lead and stimulate him, John will be all over you! She said confidently, like a weather forecast.
Come to think of it, I've never initiated, and John always leads.
So, I decided to follow Sarah's advice and take the initiative with John...
"Anna, your hamburger steak is delicious! I love this soup too."
My kind husband complimented my dinner again today.
His gentle eyes behind his glasses looked at me as he ate the hamburger steak like a hamster.
Hehe, but today, I'll make that cute face cry!
"Anna, can I go to bed early today?"
What...!?
"I have work to finish by tomorrow, and I might not make it, so I want to leave early."
This is bad! I wore special lingerie for today...! I'm ready, but what should I do...
"Oh, then I'll go to bed early too!"
"I'm happy you'll join me, but can you sleep, Anna?"
John pulled me towards the bedroom.
He's so cute!
"...I guess I'll wait."
In bed, John hugged me with a sad face. I could feel him getting a bit hard through his pajamas.
Alright! I'll take the initiative and stimulate him today.
Then, he'll be passionate another day!
With a plan in mind, I kissed John.
"Anna!? What's..."
John was surprised but happy. He widened his eyes as I straddled him.
Of course, he'd be surprised since I've always been passive.
My face turned red, but I decided to go for it today...!!
"Anna...?"
Seeing John's worried face, something changed inside me.
I gently stroked him through his pajamas.
He wasn't that hard before, but now he was quickly getting aroused.
"...ah"
John's soft moan escaped his nose.
His pained expression was so sexy, it gave me chills...
Seeing him like this made me want to please him more.
But I hesitated to undress him, so I lifted his pajama top and kissed his stomach.
His slim but muscular stomach was beautiful. I kissed and caressed it, aiming for the bulge.
The sound of my kisses and John's soft breaths filled the quiet bedroom.
"Ah... Anna..."
I finally pulled down his pajama pants, revealing branded boxers.
He was already straining against them.
As I stroked him through his underwear, I slowly pulled down his boxers...
His member sprang out.
I've been with John many times, but I've never looked at it so closely.
It looked grotesque, but thinking of it as part of my beloved husband made me want to cherish it.
Recalling what I read on a site about women leading in sex, I gently held his member and let saliva drip onto it.
Then, I slowly moved my hand up and down.
Squish... squish.
"Anna, wait..."
As I moved faster, his breathing became heavier, and he gripped the sheets.
Seeing John enjoy it made me happy...!
What if I do this...
Seeing his pleasured face, I took him into my mouth.
"Ah... wow"
Careful not to scrape with my teeth, I moved my head up and down, swirling my tongue.
His saliva-covered member made squishy sounds as it grew bigger.
"Wait, Anna...! Any more and..."
As I sped up, John grabbed my wrist to stop me.
His cheeks were red, his hair disheveled, and his breathing ragged.
Even this was enough to excite me, but his desperate eyes behind his glasses made my heart race.
His troubled, pleasured, embarrassed face... I wanted to see more of John feeling good because of me.
"John, can I take off your glasses?"
"Ah, the glasses... no..."
"Why? You always wear them during sex. Aren't they in the way?"
I dodged his attempts to keep his glasses and succeeded in taking them off.
Looking down at him triumphantly, John gasped.
What's wrong? Is he mad...?
"Anna, I told you not to take them off... I can't hold back anymore."
John ran a hand through his hair and sat up.
Before I knew it, he had me pinned down...
"John...?"
"You provoked me, Anna. Be prepared."
Huh...? Who is this wild man stripping off his pajamas?
As I stared in shock, John smiled gently and kissed me.
But it wasn't the usual light kiss; it was a deep, tongue-tangling kiss...
"Mmm... ah..."
"Anna, you're cute."
John kissed from my lips to my neck, and before I knew it, my pajamas and underwear were gone.
He cupped my breasts with his large hands, kneading them gently.
But he didn't touch my nipples, only tracing around them with his fingers and tongue.
"Ah... ah..."
My nipples tingled, feeling like I could come from just a little stimulation.
"John, please... touch me."
"Anna, you're naughty, but not yet."
He turned me onto all fours, spread my legs wide, and touched my wet center.
Being on all fours for the first time was embarrassing, and being touched from behind made my face burn...!
But John didn't care.
Squish... squish...
His fingers made lewd sounds as they moved along my slit.
"You're so wet. I only touched your breasts, and you're already this wet?"
His slightly lower voice whispered in my ear, sending shivers through me.
Today's John was completely different.
"If I put my fingers in, it'll be a mess..."
As he said that, his fingers slid deep inside me.
"Ah...! Ah..."
"Your naughty honey is clinging to my fingers, making strings..."
"No... ah, don't say that, ah...!"
John's bent fingers found my most sensitive spot.
He grabbed my waist to keep me from escaping.
Then he added a second finger, scratching that spot.
"Ah...! No... ah, ah..."
"Anna, you're squeezing me so tight. It feels good, doesn't it? Your honey is dripping down my fingers."
"Ah... don't say that..."
But his fingers didn't stop, getting more intense.
Squish, squish, the loud wet sounds came from behind.
"Ah, ah! Ah... ah, what?"
His fingers hit the perfect spot... I can't take it...!
As I felt my hips rise and was about to come, his fingers pulled out, making me cry out.
"Sorry, I won't let you come easily."
He licked from my neck to my butt like a candy, saying something mean.
"Ah... ah..."
"But don't worry, I'll make you feel really good."
John's voice was gentle, but there was a hint of madness...
While I was still confused by his different behavior, his hard member pressed against my butt.
He slid it along my wet slit a few times, then thrust into me from behind...!
"Ah... ah! No, John, you can't...!"
"Hmm? Anna, you wanted this, right? I also wanted to be rough with you."
The sound of our skin slapping and our heavy breathing filled the bedroom.
"Ah! No... it feels so good..."
He thrust from behind, making me arch my back.
Seeing this, John pulled my arms back, making me kneel with only my knees on the bed.
Then he thrust with incredible force.
"Ah! No... I can't... I'm coming...!"
"Ah... let's come together."
He hugged me tightly from behind, thrusting repeatedly. My body went limp.
But I still wanted to be one with John.
I turned to kiss him, and though he was sweating and looked desperate, he lifted my chin with one hand.
Then he kissed me deeply.
"Mmm... ah! I'm..."
"Coming...!!"
As he thrust deeply and twisted my untouched nipples, something inside me burst.
I felt warm liquid on my butt.
"Anna, are you okay?"
He gently patted my hair, adjusting his glasses.
There's the usual John.
"I wore glasses during sex to control myself. I wanted to cherish you..."
I see, he wore glasses to avoid being too rough.
His kindness made me laugh.
I touched his glasses and whispered...
"John, from now on, please hold me without glasses."
Fin.
