Tuesday, February 09, 2021

 

This blog was written for #FantasySmutFriday – Week #79 – Valentine’s Day Plans

 


Change of Plans by Gracie C. McKeever

Mona didn’t have plans for Valentine’s Day. Other than working late and going home to binge on her favorite chopsocky movies, Korean dishes and soju, she never had plans.

She was a single-woman cliché, except the cat part. She wasn’t a cat lady. She preferred dogs, loyal, friends-‘til-the-end, rain-or-shine pooches.

“You’d never let me down, would you, Duke?”

Her big German shepherd barked and licked her face as she cupped his. There, she’d been kissed on Valentine’s Day! If her friend Erica was right about Kwan, it wouldn’t be her last.

 “Nobody makes ‘special deliveries’ like he does if they didn’t want to see you. Homeboy is crushing hard. And if I wasn’t married, I’d ask his fine, Keanu Reeves-looking ass out myself.”

Mona laughed at the memory then her heartbeat sped when her downstairs buzzer sounded. She responded to Joe the doorman and told him to let Kwan up.

Just formality since Joe knew Kwan as well as he knew her. She ordered from his restaurant enough to make Kwan’s face a fixture in the building. And ever since Erica had made that remark about Kwan’s crush, Mona had been brushing up on Korean culture, though when they chatted, Kwan seemed more amused than offended by her and her girlfriends’ fresh talk.

Her doorbell sounded and she took a deep breath, reminding herself that this was Kwan. Hot, sexy Kwan whom she had been flirting with for months.

Wasn’t it about time they got to know each other better?

Still she gave herself one more pep-talk before she opened the door.

Why was she so nervous? She and Kwan traded stories about their wacky families, trying to one-up each other with whom had the craziest relatives. They talked about work and how much he loved cooking and wanted to open another restaurant. She talked about the law and how much she loved being a junior partner at her firm. He thought her job was exceedingly exciting and she told him she’d love to learn how to cook Korean food one day.

She hadn’t realized how much personal information they had shared with each other before she opened the door to see him standing there holding her order in one hand and a long-stemmed rose in the other.

Mona gaped.

“I took a chance.”

She stepped aside to let him in and almost swooned at how hunky he looked in a suit and tie.

Seemed the crush went both ways.

Mona followed him into the kitchen as he made himself comfortable unpacking various containers. “I didn’t order all this.”

“My Valentine’s Day gift.” He pulled out a bottle of soju and placed it on the marble island.

“Technically, I’m supposed to be giving you a gift.”

“You will.” He winked.

She liked this man’s style!

Evidently, so did Duke, standing at Kwan’s shoeless feet, licking his chops and looking up with big, hopeful brown eyes.

“Yes, I brought something for you too.” Kwan bent to smooth the shepherd’s thick coat then looked at her. “I hope you don’t mind?”

She shrugged and watched as he withdrew one last container from his bag of goodies and opened it to reveal a large, juicy bone.

Mona didn’t know what part of the pig it had come from, but was sure Duke would enjoy it.

“That should keep him busy for a little while.” Kwan took her by the hand and led her to the cream sofa in her living room, waited for her to sit down before he sat down beside her.

“You’re all dressed up and I’m not,” she said, indicating her lounge wear.

“I like what you have on.” He moved closer. “Though I hope you won’t have it on much longer.”

And gush went her pussy, quickly followed by her aching clit.

“Unless I’m being too forward…”

“Don’t you dare.” She grabbed his tie when he tried to move back. “You’ve come this far.” She drew him forward and he took over, pushing her back against the sofa.

He nuzzled her neck, kissing his way from one side to the other.

Mona panted as he slid his hand down between their bodies and massaged her slit.

He cupped her breast with his other, fondling the erect nipple with his thumb. Finally, he moved his mouth to hers, and they both groaned when he thrust his tongue passed her parted lips.

His kiss was eating and drugging, nimble tongue teasing and mimicking the sex act she wanted him to perform and soon.

He began to peel her yoga pants and panties down and she lifted her hips to help.

Anything to get this show on the road!

Next he removed her crop top and tossed it aside with the rest of her clothing before languidly kissing each breast, then licking and sucking her dusky hard nipples. 

After a long moment, he sat back on his heels to stare down at her and it took everything in Mona to keep from covering herself with her hands.

Putting on her bold attorney’s hat and posing as if for an artist, she purred, “Like what you see?”

“Very much, jagiya.”

She circled her juicy vulva with her pointer and licked her lips. “Then come down here to taste it, jagiya,” she said, trying out what she knew was a Korean term of endearment and liking the way it felt on her tongue.

Kwan smiled and bent his head, burying his face between her thighs without hesitation.

The first stroke of his tongue on her pussy made her shudder. When he teased her swollen clit with the tip, Mona arched her hips into his mouth, begging for more. And Kwan gave it to her, priming her with his mouth, tongue and thumb before he plunged two fingers into her wet heat.

Mona grasped his wrist and held his hand in place, right there as she bucked and rolled her hips while he twisted and turned his fingers inside her. “Oh yes, that’s it, Kwan. That’s. It!

Her entire body seized as she came and Kwan held her close, riding out her orgasm until she eventually crash landed.

Kwan cozied up beside her so when she opened her eyes, it was to the sight of him staring at her while he lapped her essence off his fingers.

Mona slid her hand through his soft hair and pulled him in for another kiss. “White Day is on me,” she said once she withdrew.

He arched a brow, seemed impressed with her knowledge of Korean dating customs, though he had reversed things by bringing her something on Valentine’s Day. “I believe American men call March 14th something else.”

“Steak and blowjob day.” She smirked.

“I’m looking forward to celebrating that with you.”

 https://forbiddenwritings.blog/2021/02/07/fantasysmutfriday-79/

 

 



2 comments:

Marquete Williams said...

Talk about skip the dishes, when a delicious looking food delivery man delivers himself instead, and makes the sexy woman he delivers too his take-out Valentine. Hawt.

Gracie C. McKeever said...

Glad you liked it, Margaret!