Lawrence opened his eyes slowly as the bathroom light’s persistence finally won out. He blinked sleep away and pushed the blankets down from his chest. His eyes adjusted to the brightness from the master bath and he saw Laci, his wife, putting on eye shadow in the bathroom mirror. She was in a pair of purple satin panties that her ass always seemed to fall out of. His eyes followed her dark tan skin up her back and he looked in the mirror at the reflection of her large breasts that tended bring as much attention as her ass did. They were ghost white against her tanned body and the nipple piercings gave off small reflections in the mirror’s light.
“I know of a way you can get rid of those tan lines, sweetie,” he said in a groggy voice still fighting off sleep.
Laci, startled, turned from the mirror quickly causing her tits to bounce. She had a panther tattoo on her right leg that covered most of her thigh and its tail curled up her hip with its front claw reaching (attacking) at her calf. It cost him a fortune, but she wanted it for her 25th birthday. That’s been six years now.
Cocking an eyebrow and leaning back against the bathroom counter she quipped, “I’m sure our lovely little assistant would love to come to work of a morning and see my big tits out in the sun, not to mention the Ackersons next door, so keep dreaming.”
“Mr. Ackerson is 86; you think they would do him in?” He joked.
Laci walked over to him, the purple satin of her panties tight against her body, and the low waistline barely hid her shaved mound underneath. Pulling the covers back more, she put her hand on his cock and leaned in to kiss him.
“You’re 44 and they do you in,” She smiled. He reached up and grabbed one of her large tits and squeezed her nipple between his fingers. He felt his cock stir under her hand as she broke the kiss and stood up.
“No playtime. I have a flight to catch,” She teased. Lawrence reached his hand up and pulled the top of her panties down and quickly rubbed his thumb over her a mix of smooth skin and tiny stubble. Her hair was jet black and left a dark shadow a day or so after she shaved; it turned him on so much.
“Stop! I can’t be late. I’ll take care of your big dick while we’re away, but you’ll have to handle it yourself this morning.” She said with a playful squeeze and then walked back to the bathroom. He watched her ass move behind the folds of her panties as his dick grew harder. Tease.
They had a business/pleasure trip to Denver for the next two weeks. Laci got an early flight, but he needed to make sure everything was set up in the office while they were away, so he took one later in the evening. Their assistant, Rachel, would watch the office. Tax season was over, but he had a lot of inquiries from some of hotels and restaurants needing accountants, so he didn’t want to miss any work.
“Are you sure Rachel can handle this? She’s just a kid, y’know,” Laci asked, as she put on her bra and grabbed her jeans.
“Yea, she’s fine. It’s just a few hours a day and it will be setting up appointments mostly. Nothing big. She can take care of the cats too, so it is a win/win.”
“Well make sure she knows how to set the alarm and no fucking parties in the house,” Laci admonished.
“Do you really think that girl parties?” Lawrence asked with a laugh, “She’s barely 18 and her parents hardly let her out of their sight. Shit, she’s still in high school. I don’t think they let her date much either.”
“Whatever, just no parties.” Laci pulled a black t-shirt over her bra and buckled her belt. Throwing on her tennis shoes, she grabbed her luggage when her phone beeped. “Shit, my Uber’s here. Don’t be late to your flight, Lawrence, and I’ll call you when I land,” she said, kissing him goodbye. “And I’ll probably be at the lodge bar late with Mandy so meet me there. Love you.”
“Love you, too,” he replied.
He heard the front door shut and just a few moments later the sound of the car pulling out of the driveway. Lawrence reached to the nightstand and grabbed his phone checking the time. Looking at the screen he saw he had about half an hour before he had to get up, so he laid back down in the bed. He never thought he would enjoy working from home, but the pandemic changed that for them. After the downtown office building closed, they remodeled their empty guest house into an office. He enjoyed not having to commute and the extra sleep was a nice benefit, but he enjoyed getting out of the house more than he was now.
Sitting up, he tossed his personal phone next to him and grabbed his “business” phone from the nightstand, texting:
Lawrence: Hey, make sure you send the payroll to me by Wednesday next week. Thank you.
Abby: It is already being processed.
The codes matched he thought with a smile.
Lawrence: How is my lovely blonde princess today?
Abby: Good, now that you are here. Is that pretty raven-haired wife of yours gone?
Lawrence: She just left.
Abby: Did she take care of my big boy?
Lawrence: No, looks like you’ll have to do it.
Abby: Hmmm…hold on, let me Facetime you.
Lawrence felt his dick getting harder. He pulled his boxers down to free it and get ready for Abby’s call. He wasn’t completely hard yet, but he was still bigger than most guys. He went from hiding it in gym class so people wouldn’t think he was a freak to swinging it around, metaphorically speaking, during his senior year after an ex spread a rumor about his size. He liked the attention, but it made for some awkward first-time moments, learning to have sex with girls that had about as much experience as he did. His size led to lots of hand jobs until college.
His phone lit up and her image filled the screen.
“Good morning, Ms. Abby.”
The blonde girl on his screen smiled and sat back on her knees in bed.
“Good morning, big boy. You know you are one of the only people, other than Brandon, that gets to see my face without make up,” she said with a tired smile. “Maybe I can distract you with these.” She pulled her tank top in, so her tits fell out of the sides. She was smaller than Laci, but they were perky and fit her perfectly. She put her hands under them and squeezed them together for him.
“Those are pretty distracting,” he said massaging his dick. She had dark nipples with slightly tanned skin, not as dark as Laci’s. She had just turned 22 a few months ago. “You’re alone, of course?”
“I’m not into the habit of showing other men my tits while my fiancé is in the house, so, yea, just us right now. Are you hard? Let me see it,” she said smiling. Lawrence moved his phone down so she could see him getting harder.