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100% BRAT (100% Book 1)
Author: Frankie Love

 


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BREE

 

 

It's been a long week. Boone has been working crazy hours at his car detailing business. He's just opened a second location and I couldn't be more proud of the way he's working so hard to provide for us both.

It's letting me pursue my dreams of being a professional baker. And while I've just finished pastry school, I haven't exactly launched my business yet. Eventually, we'll both be entrepreneurs, but in the meantime, I am working on my recipes and my business plan, while he's at work.

And God, how I miss him. As I said, it's been a long week and I'm ready for some fun. I have a feeling he is too.

I look at my online shopping cart. I keep toggling between that and my Excel spreadsheet, where I'm working on my business plan. But the online cart is much more exciting. I look at what I'm considering purchasing: a pink teddy, a black fishnet bodysuit, and nipple clamps. Truth is, I don't want to have to choose between these items. I want them all.

Reaching for my credit card, I make a purchase, knowing Boone certainly won't mind. He always tells me there's no budget so tight that you can't afford some lingerie. That's just one of the many reasons I fell in love with him three years ago. Another reason was he didn't mind the way I like to play in the bedroom. Well, not just in the bedroom. I admit, my brattish tendencies surface in other places too.

God, just thinking about last weekend, the way he had me tied up to the bedposts, begging him to make me come, gets me wet all over again. Fuck, I'm so damn horny.

As if he knows how much he's on my mind, my phone buzzes. "Hey baby," he says when I answer. "What are you doing?"

I giggle. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

"Basically, yes," I tell him with a laugh.

"God,” he groans. “Just thinking about you makes me want to jerk off in the bathroom."

"Well, it's your business. Can't you lock the door and do whatever you please in your office?"

He chuckles. "I don't want to waste my come like that. When I get off, I want you to be on your knees, sucking me."

I bite my bottom lip, my nipples go hard, my panties are soaked. "When are you coming home?"

"Sorry. That's why I'm calling, babe. I'm going to be late. I think I have another few hours before I can make it to the house. There was a problem with one of the mechanical parts of a cleaning machine we recently purchased. I've got to go over to the East Side location and help the manager."

If he could see me right now, he'd see I’m pouting. But at the same time, I know that everything he's doing is for us, to provide a better life for the two of us, and maybe one day, children.

"I totally get it," I say. “But I admit to hating that you are still at work while I’m at home.”

"Thank you for understanding. But you could always have a little fun by yourself while you wait." He lowers his voice to a sexy whisper. "Maybe a shower where you touch yourself?"

"Do I have permission for that? It's just, it's Friday night, and usually, that's..."

"I know," he says, "The start of our weekend. But I want you to enjoy yourself until I get home."

My belly flip-flops in anticipation.

Our weekend is when we get to play. We save ourselves during the weeknights so that by the time this days off come around, we're totally horny and ready.

"Well, I do need a shower," I tell him, "anda I can't wait till what I just ordered comes in the mail."

"What did you order?" he asks. I tell him about the items I just purchased online. "Fuck," he says, "now I'm really hard."

"Then go get that work done and come home sooner than later," I tease. "You know I hate waiting."

Boone chuckles. "I know, baby. I hate it too. Hey, when I get home, I just have one request."

"What's that?” I lick my lips, hoping the request is me, naked on the bed, waiting and willing.

"I was hoping you could have dinner ready for me. I'm hungry."

"Right," I say, frowning. That's not what I wanted to hear, but I know he has to get back to work. So I'm not going to make a fuss now. Later, maybe.

We end the phone call and I head to the bathroom, wanting to make sure that tonight I make all of Boone's dreams come true.

I take a long shower, using the coconut body wash that I know he loves. I lather it over my big tits. They're full and round, and I love how perky they are when he plays with them. I run the loofah between my legs. I squeeze my pussy together, nice and tight, and lean against the cool tile of the shower.

Then I lift my knee ever so slightly, offering myself access, eyes closed. I think about my husband, how hot he is, how much he turns me on. Ever since we met, I knew he was mine, literally a man that was made for me.

His cock is huge, thick, and ready every time I want him. And while I like teasing him to drive him crazy, I also love straddling him backwards, and when he licks my ass, sucking my clit as I bob my head up and down, getting him off, all while massaging his balls, sucking him nice and hard, up and down until we're both dripping, needy and ready to come.

Fuck, I think as I move my fingers faster, grinding my hand against my cunt. I'm ready to come.

Biting down on my lip, I moan in pleasure as the orgasm rolls over me. I can't wait to tell Boone about it later, how hot I was after we got off the phone call because, damn, just hearing his voice makes me thrill with excitement.

After the shower, I dry my hair and put on makeup the way he likes, nice and soft, nothing extreme. But I put pink lip gloss over my lips, making them nice and shiny. That way they'll look even better when I start to pout.

I skip the panties and instead go to my closet, looking for a baby doll dress. I know I have plenty of options to choose from because my weekend wear is all my favorites. I opt for a pink T-shirt dress that barely covers my ass cheeks. I smile as I pull it over my head, my boobs pulling tight against the cotton fabric, my nipples poking through, nice and hard.

It runs over the curve of my hip, and I turn in the mirror, looking at my butt, smiling as I practice bending over. Good. When I bend over, just so, my ass cheeks are revealed, my pussy lips too. I squeeze them together, wanting to get wet enough that juice runs down my thighs. Then I look at the clock and think now is not the time to get all horny with myself!

I close my eyes, telling myself to get it together and head into the kitchen to make dinner.

While I'm in the kitchen, though, an idea sparks in me. I know it's naughty. I know it's wrong, but I can't help it.

I make dinner with a smile on my face: homemade macaroni and cheese with breadcrumb toppings and butter drizzled over the top. It's Boone's favorite comfort food. I make two servings and slide one of the casserole dishes into the oven, and pop the other one into the refrigerator.

Laughing to myself as I do, I imagine typing all of this out to my friends on our online forum, Brats Forever, tomorrow. They're going to get a kick out of this.

My girlfriends on the forum are some of the best ladies in the world. It's amazing how the internet can bring people together. Otherwise, I don't think I would've ever found like-minded women, but the internet allows us to talk freely about our kinks and our pleasures and our love lives in a safe, password-protected community. Every time I check in on the girls, I'm reminded of how amazing it is to be uninhibited by our sexual desires. And I feel like I'm not alone in craving something less vanilla.

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