Crocheted Bikini - Part 2

 

In the morning, as you power up your work laptop, you make sure that you have your shopping bag under your desk. She comes in with her cup of coffee and kisses you. “I’m leaving.”

You kiss her in return. “Drive safely. Morning traffic looks bad today.”

“Rub it in. That is why one of your telework days is in the middle of the week.” She comments.

“Of course. The goal of telework is to enable employees to..”

“Have a better work/life balance, reduce the number of vehicles on the road, and take advantage of the productivity gains that new technologies can provide. Yea, yea, yea. I heard the same thing at our company. Only my leadership wants all of us in on Wednesdays.”

You stand up, hug her, and kiss her again. “Mmmm that coffee tastes good. I’ll get me a cup too.”

You watch her drive away as you sip your coffee. Then you check work messages again, find a recommended training video, and put your status back to “Training”

It’s a class called “Improved Workplace Productivity”. You have sat through similar classes before, and they all say the same thing. So, it is the perfect class to listen to as you assemble the bikini. As it starts, you roll each skein of brown yarn into balls. Then you pull out the directions and lay out the yellow triangles.

You pause the video. “I should measure one of her bras to make sure I place this right. Taking a piece of paper, a pen, and a ruler, you go to the bedroom and pull out a bra and panty. You write down the measurements. “If the triangles for the breasts are too close or too far apart, they won’t cover her nipples.”

With your notes, you assemble the top and bottom, using the brown yarn for the ties and the edges. When it comes to the bottom, you make two. The first one is a simple triangle in both the back and front and ties at the corners. Once you make it you take it to the bedroom and compare it to a pair of her panties. “The crotch area seems to be a little narrower, but that shouldn’t be a problem.” You think. Then you find her G-string with the “Eat Me” sequins on the front. You measure out the length of strap that runs up her ass.

The final step is to wash it all with fabric softener and dry them.

When the dryer finishes, they feel so soft and warm. You rub them on your face, imaging her wearing them. Just the idea of her breasts rubbing your face, has you getting hard.

You quickly stop, find a gift box, put a ribbon on it and place it on the dining room table.

Then you focus on teleworking. The quiz portion of “Improving Workplace Productivity” is flashing on the screen. After the 3rd time, you finally pass the test. Your boss messages you concerning training. She is happy with your initiative and wants you to write up an overview of recommended training courses.

Shortly’ you see your wife’s car pull into the driveway.

“Hi, Dear. I’m home.” She calls as she puts down her work bag and purse.

Still at your desk, you yell, “I still have a few things to finish up. But there is something for you on the dining room table.” As much as you want to watch her reaction. You are also afraid of what she’ll say if she doesn’t like it. So, you focus on your document and save it for tomorrow.

You hear a squeal from the dining room. “Oh my God, what is this?” She comes into your office carrying the box and holding up the top.

“Surprise Honey. I made it for you.” You say, though there is slight bit of nervousness in your voice. “I hope you like it.”

She kisses you, and turns to leave, “I have to try it on.”

“For the bottoms, you have both a bikini bottom and a G-string. I didn’t know which you would prefer.” You power off your work computer and head for the bedroom. You are surprised when the door is closed. “Is everything alright?” you ask.

“Just give me a minute. You surprised me, so I want to surprise you.” She says through the door.

You stand there waiting, hoping you measured things correctly.

She opens the door, and you see her wearing it. “How does if fit?” you ask

“How does it look?” she says, slowly turning around.

The bikini bottom nicely covers her pussy and ass, but the top looks a little tight as her breasts push against the ties.

She takes your hands and guides them, placing one on her hip and the other on her breast. “What do you think?” You slowly caress her body and bring your face to her luscious tits. Moving your face back and forth, you feel the soft texture of the crocheted fabric. Her nipples are hardening, and you can feel them though the material.

“How does that feel?” you ask as you place your hand, and you slowly rub the front of the bikini against her pussy.

“Did you really make this for me?” she asks as she runs her fingers through your hair.

“Yes, my love. I got the idea from your summer project book.”

She reaches behind her neck and releases the knot, so the straps fall free. “It feels a little tight, but maybe that is just my excitement?” she says in a seductive tone. You let the top drop and firmly suck her nipples. She reaches into your pants and grips your hardening cock. “I think you like how it looks on me.”

You push her back to the bed and remove the bottoms. There is a damp spot where the cotton was absorbing the wetness from her pussy. You move down her body to lick her tasty cunt, going up and down and around her lips which are so visibly aroused.

You strip off your clothes and continue licking her until she is begging you to just fuck her hard. Your hard cock slides into her and then she rolls over so she can ride you. Going back and forth, grinding her clit against you and holding your wrists down.

“Yes my… love. ….Ride me…. Until…. I cum.” You say, breathing harder.

She does, moaning loudly as she cums too.

You both are sweating as she lies on you, your softening dick sliding from her dripping pussy.

“Did you really make it for me?” She asks.

“I did. I hadn’t made anything in years. Do you really like it?” you ask.

“I Do, though next time, ask me what color I want.”

You kiss her and hug her tightly. “I will.”