Angela comprehend that Chris does not take her independence seriously. Although security is necessary but a dozen men following her around gives her the creeps. Luckily she was wearing long pants to work and her knees was not really hurt. She has done some research since her marriage and this is the night she will put it to good use.
She heard the bedroom door open and closed with a click. Then Chris went to the shower through the walk-in wardrobe. She positioned herself on the dresser table with it's light on and waited.
The moment Chris walked out of the shower, he froze. Sitting on top of the dresser in dimmed light was Angela with her legs wide open. She is dressed in a tiny string bra with two patch of triangles that only covers her nipple. Her bountiful breast was exposed entirely. Further down she wears a fishnet stockings without panties. As if knowing he was looking, she clenched and unclenched her muscle. Chris felt as if a current went through him when he saw the movement of her pussy. His body react instantly, his massive cock stood hard and tall underneath the towel wrapped around his waist.
Angela slowly come down from the dresser to the floor on four. She crawled towards him. Chris was in trance, he couldn't move. His eyes fill with lust and desire. She kneel in front of him and pull down his towel only to have his massive cock fall on her face. She hold his cock with both hands and start to lick the tip. Every time she lick, his cock twitch and Angela felt glorious. She finally slide his cock into her mouth. His cock is too wide and long for her, she couldn't take it all in. She compensate by sucking and swallowing just like she read in her research, she has even view some porn videos for this. His cock went deeper and she could feel him tremble slightly. Angela hummed at her victory as his cock was deep in her throat. Chris tries to pull out but Angela pull him in. He came in her mouth and she swallowed. Some white fluid manage to escape and drip down from the side of her mouth.He just came but his cock is still hard. She crawl up along his muscular body and kiss him in the mouth.
Chris can taste himself in her mouth. He has never been so aroused in his life. He took charged, pull the little patch that cover her nipple aside and take her into his mouth. He push her backward slowly until her legs bumped into the bed while his hands and mouth are still busy with her breast. Angela fall back with a thud. He kneel on the floor next to the bed. He put her legs up on the edge of the bed in line with her bottom and spread them wide. He hooked his fingers into the fishnet stockings and tear,"You are so sexy wife." He bend and feast on her pussy and push two fingers in; working them in and out, through the torn stockings until she screams. He will never forget how Angela look at this moment. He bend over the bed to kiss her again before he stood up, grab her ass off the bed and plunge himself into her. It is not only the sense of satisfaction but it is where he belongs. He move faster and harder until he spill himself into her.
Angela draw circle around his nipple,"Are you happy with your treatment today, husband?"
An alarm sounded in his mind, his natural instinct is telling him to run but he refuse to leave.
"So I ran into a little accident today, I am sure all the twelve bodyguards made their report to you.
"Angela..."
"Shhhh....."she put her index finger on his mouth.
"When you told me your identity, we had a talk. You have agreed that I can retain my work independently. Press freedom is very important so is mine."
"They won't disturb your work Angela. They are there to protect you only when certain situation arise."
"Ok, I get it. My work could sometimes fall into uncertain circumstances but twelve? Chris"
"You are not going to let this go are you"
"Chris, there are certain things you have to learn not to go overboard. It is not reasonable just like your shopping with Charlotte"
"It just a carriage sweet, you know, to complete the princess concept"
"She just need riding clothes and accessories to brush down her pony. The carriage was a display merchandise for the shop, not for sale and don't change the topic. Withdraw your people, Chris."
"Can't do. You are my wife." Chris face turned grim.
"Look, I prefer two of them to be with me all times out in the open then a dozen following me in the dark. Do we have a deal?"
"Deal, wife. Anything you say. Have you enough rest to continue."