Kinky Contract: Part 5

When I arrive in the room Maria was already kneeling beside her open bags. She just have easily could have lifted them to the bed to open them there but I suspect that she wanted me to see her at my feet kneeling. For that reason alone I step in nice and close to tower over her commandingly. She gives me a flash of her eyes and a little smile that told me that I was doing everything right.

“This drawer is all yours.” Leaning down I open the drawer that I had emptied earlier. “And we’ve got some space in the closet if you need it.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” She happily hugs my leg and rubs her cheek against my thigh.

“Of course, darlin.” With my wife hovering near the open door and watching everything I pet Maria’s soft hair. “Anything for my Princess.”

I knew that it would killing Sarah inside to see another woman ‘moving in’ to our private sanctuary. Even more to see me standing so close and treating her so intimately. But compared to what she’d gotten up to on our marriage bed with my ex-friend Bradley a few kind words and pets of the head was tame to say the least.

Staying by her side I help my Princess get settled in. I put away her bags, pull down hangers for her, show here where in the washroom that she could put her toiletries, and tell her ‘good job’ every time that she did something right. She lapped up every bit of my supportive attention and I was only too happy to provide it. As a prospective father it touched something inside of me to care for Maria like I was. Thought it was COMPLETELY different to the real thing due to the kinky nature of our roleplay it nevertheless gave me an much needed outlet for these strong paternal feelings that were bursting to come out of me. And that felt nice.

Back in the room I head right back to the dresser. Peeling out of my robe I toss it onto the bed. She’d seen my dick already so there was no point in being shy now. It had barely landed before Maria had the robe in her hands. She hangs it on the rack on the washroom door beside Sarah’s and smooths it out so that it hung just right. There wasn’t a hint of brattiness in her now.

“You might as well hang your robe there too.” I say as I pull out a pair of black, gray and white fleece pajama bottoms. “I saw that you had one.”

“Thank you!” She retrieves her frilly night robe from the closet and returns to the washroom door. Without a word she moves Sarah’s robe over to the hook furthest from mine then hangs hers where Sarah’s had been. Her lips pursed, Sarah says nothing. Okay, there was still a bit of brat there.

I pull on an old comfy t shirt to go with my pajama bottoms. “I thought we might just stay in all day today. Just a lazy Daddy-Princess day at home.”

“Ooo, that would be nice!”

“Alright.” I reopen her drawer. “Let’s get you in something more appropriate then.” It doesn’t take me long to find the nightwear Maria had brought with her for her sleep over. I pull out the pastel yellow nightie. Designed to hang down past the knees with white lace at the end of the hem and the short sleeves and the little white bow on the front it looked something a doll might wear. “This is pretty.”

“I’m glad you like it.” Maria with a big grin and her hands held behind her butt says. “I chose it especially because I thought you would like it.”

“Well I do.” I pass the nightie to her but initially all she does is look at it. “Princess?”

Slowly she looks up into my eyes, naughtiness smoldering in her gaze. “Could you put it on me, Daddy?”

“You want me to dress you?”

“Yes please.”

I smile. “Alright.”

I flip her nightie over my shoulder and approach. Her luscious upturned eyes burned with lust as the DARED me to do something. Not one to back away from a dare I forge ahead. I pull down the the off the shoulder sleeves to reveal her big, full tits. She takes in a sharp breath but otherwise stays still, though it was impossible to miss how her nipples began to stiffen before my eyes. I pull one arm through then the other before reaching around to loosen the fabric tie that kept the dress snug around her waist. Not so subtly Maria leans closer to my burly body. With the tie unfastened gravity does the rest and the lovely Mexican dress cascades from her voluptuous tan body to pool around her feet. I already knew that she wasn’t wearing a bra, only now did I see that she hadn’t any panties either.

“You naughty Princess.”

She giggles.

Her pussy was shaved as smooth as her thick, shapely legs. I pause a moment just to appreciate what I was seeing. Just as Sarah had described in her letters Maria was naturally and effortlessly sexy! To some she might be considered too plump yet she wore that weight beautifully. Her curves, her proportions, her smooth lines and perfect symmetry, it all just fit together right. But there was something else as well. An inner confidence, a quiet charisma, or…I don’t even know what. She was one of the women that just had ‘it’. Nobody could ever look as fine to me as my Sarah but Maria exuded a hotness all her own.

“Mmm.” I hum and shake my head.

Her smile grows and her chest rises as if inviting my touch.

This was so fucking weird! After years of totally dedicated monogamy where I had rarely even allowed myself to think about other women in a carnal way now suddenly here was this smoking hot Latina happy and willing to use her body as I wished. For me this was a lot different than the handjob downstairs. With that all I had to do is passively sit there, ogle her tits, and let myself be rubbed out. To touch Maria in an intimate way was active.

In that moment I was so torn. I desired Maria and yet in the back of my mind all I was worrying about was whether Sarah would be hurt or not. Just like how Sarah expressed in those letters it was not an easy hurdle to risk pain to the one you loved above all others for your own physical gratification. Being the cucker was a totally different experience than being the cucked but just as challenging in its own way. If anything, it was harder! I could handle my heart taking a sting or two, but to be the one inflicting the jealous pain on Sarah…fuck this was tough!

My eyes drift toward my wife who stood in the corner with her left hand grasping at my ring she wore around her neck. When our eyes meet she saw what I was going through. She had gone through it herself. Holding my gaze lovingly her features soften as gives me a slow nod of encouragement. I let out a long breath and my tense shoulder relax. I needed to trust her. I needed to trust myself. I needed to stop second guessing everything or I would never have fun. Either one of us could stop this at any time. I just needed to calm myself and enjoy this boundary pushing weekend for what it was. Quietly I give her a nod of thanks in return then turn back to my Princess.

Patiently Maria had stood with that same smile and that same desirous look in her eyes. Had she come onto me or tried to press thing in that moment of doubt I would have tapped out in a second, but she too understood and respected the significance of this moment for me. I couldn’t have found a more perfect partner for this new adventure.

“Hrm.” I clear my throat as I recapture my ‘Daddy’ energy.

“Like what you see?”

“Oh yeah.” I fill my right hand with one of her big, soft tits and give it a gentle squeeze.

“Oh!”

It takes me a second to realize the gasp had come from the corner. Maria had bitten her bottom lip and closed her eyes as she savored the feeling of my big mitt over her breast.

“Fuck you got nice tits, darlin.” I run a thumb over the wide, taut nipple. it felt so different from Sarah’s. Bigger, fuller and not quite as soft, perhaps from her years of breastfeeding.

“Hmmm.” She hums and squirms as I softly massage her supple teat. From her breast my long and thick fingered hand, splayed wide, pets down the smooth skin of her flank then over the wide curve of her hip. Reaching around I take a big handful of her nice, fleshy ass. “Oh!”

“I like what I feel too.” I give her butt a pat.

“It’s all for you, Daddy.” She whispers.

Leaning down I kiss her cheek. “Lucky Daddy.” Shifting back half a step I slip the nightie from off of my shoulder. “Hands up.” She raises her hand to let me pull the nightie down over her sexy body. “Why don’t you get us some popcorn and drinks while I find us a movie to watch.”

“Ooo! Yes, Sir!”

“I’ll meet you in the living room.”

“I’ll be quicker than a, he he he, bunny!”

I roll my eyes and chuckle as a giggly Maria scoots out the door. I spare a moment to shoot a confident wink to the Bunny blushing in the corner then head that way myself.