Help me think of not fucking you

 

It was very early in the morning in The east coast – about three am… and an exhausted form on a large king sized bed slept peacefully, dreaming about her beloved husband…. Then –

 

Ring… Ring… Ring….

 

“Uh… yes…?” A sleepy Annabel Li answered the phone, trying to shake herself awake.

 

“Annabel….” A sexy deep masculine voice dripped into the line.

 

“Jean Paul…?” Annabel rubbed her eyes.

 

“Oh….” Came the reply.

 

“Jean Paul?” She asked with a strange look on her beautiful face.

 

“Oh, yes….” Came a silent moan.

 

“Eh? Jean Paul?” Annabel asked again.

 

“Oh, yes… Annabel….” Jean Paul let out a huge moan.

 

“Are – are you alright, Jean Paul?” Annabel looked at the phone, puzzled, then pushed the phone back to her ear.

 

“I need you… Annabel!” Jean Paul rasped huskily and roughly into the phone.

 

“Jean Paul! Its three am! I am trying to – ” Annabel exclaimed ridiculously.

 

“I am trying to not come on the phone, Annabel!” Jean Paul explained quickly. “So don’t say my name!”

 

“Oh, my God… Jean – ” Annabel stopped when she heard her husband’s sharp intake of breath and deep groan. “What do you want to talk about?”

 

“Anything, except sex!” Jean Paul rasped out hoarsely.

 

“Ok… this morning, I – ” Annabel

 

“Morning erections and early sex!” Jean Paul moaned out in a horny frenzy! “Think of something else!”

 

“I painted the doors today – ” She tried again.

 

“I fucked you against a door!” Jean Paul groaned out gruffly.

 

“I cleaned the tables that had food – ” She tried yet again! – Blushing from head to toe!

 

“I fucked you on a table before!” Jean Paul exclaimed loudly. “And that was mind blowing – just bloody wow! – sex! Oh, God!”

 

Somewhere else….

 

“Hello…?” Danielle Reinolds answered sleepily.

 

“Oh, my Lavender Queen… I’m sorry to wake you….” Howard Reinolds said softly.

 

“Are you alright? Is everything ok?” Danielle snapped awake, sensing something was not quite right here….

 

“Yes – well, no – I mean I don’t know! I wanted to ask you something….” Howard paused for an answer from his beloved wife.

 

“Yes, Blueberry?” Danielle smiled at the Howard soft smooth voice.

 

“Is Annabel in The east coast?” Howard asked with some concern. “She is not in Hong Kong, right? I mean Jean Paul and me are only here right?”

 

“Yes, Howard, why?” Danielle asked curiously. “Jean Paul and you left for a week for business in Hong Kong and Annabel and me stayed here in The east coast. Why?”

 

“Ok, well….” Howard began to gulp… and he blushed!

 

“Come on, Howard… what is it?” Danielle smiled.

 

“I – err – umm…. I – “Howard stuttered.

 

“Split it out, Howard Reinolds!” Danielle warned dangerously.

 

“Jean Paul is moaning Annabel’s name in his office!” Howard threw out, and then he gasped. “Shit! Did I just say that?”

 

“Err… yes! Oh my God!” Danielle squealed! “Oh my God, Howard!”

 

“What, my Lavender Queen?” Howard expressed worriedly.

 

“Film him!” Danielle squealed loudly and excitedly. “Like we did in the shopping mall, in my private studio!” Evil giggles were heard erupted from Danielle’s lovely mouth.

 

“Blackmail!” Howard grinned cheekily. “Just like last time, huh?”

 

“Yes, my delicious Blueberry!” Danielle spoke sexily. “And if you do this for me… you can expect a great surprise when you come here….”

 

Howard blushed crimson, gulped more, and pulled his collar wide open! “What – what kind of surprise?”

 

“Oh… one that involves you, me and our very nice and comfy bed….” Danielle whispered huskily.

 

“In that case… it’s a deal!” Howard huffed confidently. “Leave it to me, my sleeping beauty!”

 

“I’ll be waiting! Ok, Blueberry?” Danielle asked, smiling naughtily.

 

“Roger, babe! Over and out!” Howard said with obedience. “I love you, Danielle! Bye!”

 

“I love you too, Howard! Ja ne!” And with that Danielle hanged up, content and smiley.

 

Closing his mobile Howard smiled evilly…. “Oh, and let the fun begin….”

 

“Our mirrors need to be fixed!” Annabel threw out desperately.

“We fucked in a room full of mirrors! And it was bloody erotic!” Jean Paul moaned deeply, feeling his erection grow even more excited!

 

Jean Paul didn’t even notice the small video camera being slipped into his office and aimed up at him! Howard sniggered quietly, and pressed RECORD! ‘Ha!’

 

“The floors need clearing with – ” Annabel shot out this time.

 

“I’ve fucked you hard against the floors, darling!” Jean Paul pushed his strong hand to his head, and grabbed his dark chocolate brown hair, hard.

 

“We need to buy now sofas!” Annabel blushed deeply and started feeling hot herself! “Oh, forget what I just said!”

 

“What is the reason that we even need to buy new sofas, Annabel?” Jean Paul asked in pain. “We fucked on it, that’s why!”

 

“Oh, God! Jean Paul!” Annabel exclaimed. “You’re making me hot!”

 

“I’m making you hot?” Jean Paul moaned outrageously. “Annabel, please!”

 

“Water then!” Annabel screamed back, panting.

 

“We fucked in water!” Jean Paul shouted back! “In the swimming pool! In our bathroom! Even in the goddamn sea!”

 

“Fine! Fire then!” She screamed back into the phone.

 

“We fucked in front of a fire!” Jean Paul shot back angrily, sexual frustration building up intensely. “And in front of a camp fire!”

 

“Oh, Jean Paul… stop!” Came a pleadingly replied.

 

“Shit! Don’t say my name!” Jean Paul groaned harshly.

 

“Oh… God….” Annabel moaned this time, lying back down against her bed. “I’m so hot, Jean Paul….”

 

“God, woman!” Jean Paul spoke back gruffly. “Don’t moan my name!”

 

“I can’t stop… I want you – now!” Annabel moaned deeper, closing her eyes to try and breath!

 

“Woman! I will kill you when I get back there!” Jean Paul rasped out loudly. “You will pay dearly as I enter and fuck you mercilessly when I get back!”

 

‘Oh, shit!’ Howard thought in amazement, and wonder. ‘I so need to try and be like that with Danielle!’

 

“Oh, Jean Paul… I need you to… to – ” Annabel moaned encouraging him.

 

“Annabel! Don’t you dare say it!” Jean Paul exclaimed, as he couldn’t take it anymore and pulled his throbbing aching member out of his boxers! “I don’t want to come on a phone!”

 

“I don’t want to come either!” Annabel shrieked back into the connection that carried her stressed voice to her beloved husband’s ear.

 

“No – I got a better idea!” Jean Paul stated as he felt sweat run down his handsome face. He moaned. “Come on the phone. Scream out my name – over and over again!”

 

“Jean Paul! Don’t say that!” Annabel moaned back.

 

“Well, I know I’m coming on this phone, so come with me!” Jean Paul spoke out happily and he groaned as he felt his limit coming about….

 

“Jean Paul… why – why are you saying this – this?” Annabel moaned back.

 

“Because I love you thats why….” Jean Paul moaned lovingly.

 

“I love you too! But God! You make me so… so – so – ” Annabel purred out hungrily. “Hot and wet!”

 

“Shit! I can’t take this anymore… I’m… I’m – ” Jean Paul reached down to try and ‘control’ himself, but it made it worst! O.O

 

” – coming! Oh, God! I’m coming, and you’re coming!” Annabel moaned, as she herself reached down and cupped herself to stop! “Don’t come! Please! Just don’t – “

 

“Like I can stop myself now, Annabel!” Jean Paul grounded out heatedly.

 

“Oh, Jean Paul… come back quickly…. Please!” Annabel cried out, nearly in tears. “I can’t be away from you for another minute!”

 

“I know… oh, Lord – I know!” Came a tense reply.

 

Jean Paul gritted his teeth as he started to pant heavily, the sweat rolling down his face and then… a flashback of the first time he ever released in his Annabel – he cried out hoarsely! “OH! ANNABEL!” And released with hot passion swirling in his core…!

 

“OH YES! JEAN PAUL!” Annabel screamed helplessly, and arched her back against the bed… letting the pleasure roll over her trembling body.

 

The only sound that could be heard now was the heavy and rapid panting of the lovers recovering from that new and erotically fun experience.

 

“Well… that was new, no?” Jean Paul whispered tiredly into the phone, while ‘wiping’ himself as best as he could.

 

“Hii….” Came back Annabel’s tired reply. She just lay on the bed, sated but still aching for her ‘Little Wolf’.

 

“Annabel, I – ” Jean Paul stopped, as he saw a little flashing red light blinking up at him.

 

Jean Paul Li froze.

 

‘Not again… please!’ Jean Paul then found out as he stood up – his calming member back into his boxers by now – that indeed it was true!

 

Danielle’s Reinolds’s video camera was inside his office… and typing him… AGAIN!

 

“REINOLDS!” Jean Paul roared into the phone, the office and to the whole company! “THE VIDEO CAMERA – AGAIN?”

 

“Oh, shit! He caught me again!” Howard grabbed the video camera quickly, and waved to a furious Jean Paul. “Nice ‘come’ on the phone there, my Cute Little Descendant!” He smirked, then ran off laughing like mad!

 

“COME BACK HERE! YOU FUCKING PERVERT!” Jean Paul dropped the phone on his desk, and zoomed after Howard! “I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU FOR SURE IF I GET YOU!”

 

While, across the country… in her cool bed…. “AHHHHMM…!”