Kerala Fish Curry

D is back from his course in Cardiff with no funny stories but a slightly enhanced knowledge of complications arising from thoracic surgery. I made an effort for his return, with Kerala fish curry served naked except for stockings and an apron. And do you know, after all that effort he hadn't even brought me back a present. No stick of rock with 'Cardiff' written all the way through, no bumper sticker saying 'Thoracic surgeons do it with a big saw to cut through your ribs', nothing. Towards the end of dinner I sat on his knee while he tried to simultaneously dip bread in the coconut curry sauce, smoke and fondle my right boob.

Finally, when he'd mopped up every bit of the sauce and the pattern off the plate, he sat back, hiccuping gently, and said, "Well after that I imagine you expect a good seeing to."

"Yes please."

"OK, but it'd better be something I can do sitting down or I'll burst."

A lengthy discussion ensued, after which it was agreed that, on the strict understanding that he cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher (and I didn't hover over him making little sounds under my breath to indicate I think he's doing it all wrong but I'm not going to say anything), I would remove my apron (which has 'delight your family and surprise your friends' written on it, neither of which I've ever done) and sit up on the table to have my pussy licked.

You'd think after stuffing himself he wouldn't want anything else to eat but he set about it with a gusto that, after I'd cum for the second time and he was sucking painfully on my clit and settling in for the third, made me brace both hands against his head, shoving him away while gasping, "Fucking hell, stop!" He blatantly laughed at me; damn I hate losing! There was nothing for it but to re-assert my authority by dragging him to bed, tying his wrists to the bed head with my stockings and riding his cock like a showjumper.

In the excitement, we'd forgotten to switch the dish washer on, but that was OK because once he was asleep I was able to creep downstairs and re-arrange everything in it before switching it on, because he doesn't do it right.