It wasn't often that Isabella showed her frustration and thoughts in front of her friends; and even less so when she was out with them on their bi monthly lunch date, as it was the few times they got to see each other. But her frustrations were too much for her to conceal and when she finally sighed loud enough with a pitiful look on her face, both Addison and Ginger both stop their discussion and looked at their friend.
"Ok, What's going on hun?"
"Yeah, I haven't seen you this upset since Phineas forgot your birthday cause he was elbows deep in a research project for his and Ferb's doctorate work." The Japanese friend plucked a crouton from her salad while Isabella set her head on her hands.
"I'm sorry I don't mean to be pouty but... can I vent for a moment?"
"Of course, that's why we have a girl's lunch in the first place." Addison remarked, taking a sip of her drink.
Isabella bit her lip thoughtfully before speaking. "Well, it's about me and Phineas."
"When is it not?" Addison joked before Ginger gave her a glare from across the table.
"Well, this time it's more... intimate."
"Told you he wasn't going to be able to satisfy." Ginger smirked at Addison who took a drink while Isabella shook her head.
"No no! That's not it, it's more of... we haven't been 'close' in a couple months."
The drink that Addison was taking suddenly went back out as she spat in surprise with Ginger offering the same look but less spraying of water.
"Wait wait, so you mean to tell me Phineas, Phineas Flynn, one of the most sexual activity desiring male of probably all his grade, doesn't want to get it on with you?" Isabella looked like she would rather melt into the floor as she nodded her head, trying to keep the voices of her friends down as some other lunch goers were starting to look at their table; but that wasn't going to stop Addison from continuing her questions. "This is the same guy who helped develop a new adult toy for public sale when he was 18 cause he had perfecting it for 2 years?"
"Yes, yes I get it! But would you please just let me vent here?" Isabella pleaded, shoving a French fry from her plate into her mouth while her friends calmed down for a moment. "Look, I know it's odd but that's the truth. He's been so enamored with his newest project that it's literally all he does is wake up, eat, work, eat, work, eat, work, shower, sleep. And before you've even ask, no it's more than his obliviousness; I've literally asked him straight to his face with his favorite pair of lingerie on while he wasn't working, and told him to please have his way with me, and I meant any way. All he said was 'I'd love to but I really have to finish this project.' "
Isabella laid her head on the table and sighed, finally getting this personal matter of her chest. She new it was intimate but she needed to let it all out. Her two friends looked at each other, sharing faces of uncertainty and confusion; not entirely sure what was the best way to help their beloved troop leader. They had their own issues but it certainly wasn't lack of intimacy.
"Well... have you thought about taking care of it yourself?" Ginger asked, finally breaking the silence between them.
"I'm assuming you mean by taking some time to get off, and yes Ive tried, but there's just something about having your man in you that cant be fixed just by achieving an orgasm. I don't really have to tell you that to you two." The other girls gave a sheepish look, a bit of blush spreading across both their cheeks as they agreed that it wasn't something that they had to elaborate on.
Before they continue, the waitress came to their table and dropped off their check. Without a chance to put her hands on it, Addison and Ginger whisked it away from the Mexican Jewish girl and wagged their fingers. "No girl, we got this. You need a little off your mind." Both of Isabella's friends reached for their purses, setting said purses on the table. Addison's was just a bit tilted off a plate and tumbled over, revealing the contents which most were harmless, but a flash of metal and pink fuzz as a pair of fuzzy lined handcuffs fell on the table top. All three girls eyes flashed at what was on the table, and as Isabella and Ginger's eyes grew big and a small chuckle grew from Ginger's throat, Addison's cheeks got a bit more pink and she quickly stuffed them back into her purse.
"Well, it seems like you don't care that everyone knows what you like to do in your private time." Ginger laughed as she placed her debit card in the receipt carrier and handed it to a passing hostess.
"There's nothing wrong with that! As long as its done in private does it really matter?" Addison defended, setting her purse in her lap.
Isabella shrugged her shoulders in response. "I'm glad for you at least. It seems like you and Buford seem to have a good time with it."
"Well, to be completely fair, I need them if I want to… be in the lead. He likes to have his hands wander, so I use them to keep them still."
Isabella rolled her eyes, quickly losing herself to the fantasy growing in her head. Phineas, hands tied down and unable to work, her hands tracing over his frame as she pressed her uncovered body against his. Planting a deep kiss on his lips as she slid herself down… She was snapped out of her daydream with Ginger snapping her fingers in front of Isabella's face.
"Earth to Isabella, thinking of something?"
"N-nothing important." Isabella answered, grabbing a sprig of her hair and twirling it around her finger as her cheeks resembled that of a valentines heart.
Addison tapped her chin for a moment, followed by a sly grin spreading across her face. "You know what Isabella, I think that maybe you should borrow them, just for the weekend?"
"M-me? Borrow them? I-im not sure about that. I don't even know the correct way to use them." Isabella stammered out, her heart beating a bit faster mostly from embarrassment.
"Oh come on! You've been wandering how to fix your current problem, and I think this might be something you'll really enjoy. Think about it, take away the builders hands, he'll turn into putty in yours."
Isabella bit her lip and thought about her friend's advice. If she was the most honest with herself, she was getting desperate and was willing to try really anything. Her and Phineas hadn't done anything "kinky" before, but it was something that had discussed before; and after all handcuffs wasn't the most kinky thing that they had discussed doing. So overall, what was the downside, especially if it ended up doing what Addison said it would do. With an almost defeated sigh, she stuck her hand out as Addison slid the said cuffs from her purse into her waiting hand.
"We expect a full report on what happens when we eat again." Ginger commanded, as everyone began to stand up from the table.
"If it does what Addison says, I'll tell you the morning after."
"Its a promise then." Ginger replied with a cheeky grin, as they exchanged goodbyes. Isabella tucked her new toy away, wandering if her plan was really going to work at all; and most certainly thinking of what the benefits might be in the end of the whole thing.
(*)(*)
It has always been difficult to Keep Phineas away during a project. It's just how he had been since he was a kid. And at the moment as he stared at the inner workings of his latest invention, the hands could barely keep up with the brain. He absolutely loved it all but he didn't like the way time would say, "Ignore eating or sleeping or even physical intimacy" so he could finish.
It happened during one of those moments that Isabella gently tapped on the machine.
"Hey there cutie."
Phineas gave a small smile. "Hey there Isabella."
"Whatcha doing?" She couldn't help but ask, it was basically tradition at this moment to ask it.
"Well, at the moment, I'm literally elbows deep in this machine, but to be fair I've made more progress today than the past few days, so things are looking up. How was the lunch date with the girls?'
"Oh it was fine. We did some catching up as usually."
"Did you talk about anything interesting?"
Isabella instinctively grabbed a lock of her, twirling it in her fingers, trying her best to avoid the truth. "Oh not exactly, just how life and everything is going."
Phineas pushed himself from under his invention on the roller cart, grabbing an oil rag to wipe off his hands. "Well, that seems certainly like a fun morning. Anything worth talking about?"
"Well, not particularly. But there's always gossip about jobs and the boys. You know girl stuff." Isabella shuffled on her feet, the secret she was waiting to use in her back pocket, waiting for a good moment to strike. Despite him having been working for a few hours, this was gonna be the best chance to get him while he was unaware.
"Well, I'm glad you had some fun at least in all of it. I do want to apologize for how busy I've been lately, but you know how I can get. Doesn't make it fair to you cause I know I can… make things difficult." Phineas was trying his best to tip-toe around the issues he was referring to. Even if he was still an adult at this point, talking about things that were very personal like physical intimacy were still sometimes hard for him to get over his initial awkwardness. It didn't help that he and Isabella had had more than one discussion and a couple workshop sessions on it; which did help but when everyone in town knows who you are it can still makes thing a bit awkward.
"So I was wandering if ummm... you wanted to spend some time with me tonight?" Isabella asked, her heart beating a bit fast in her ears. She sauntered over a little, sliding Phineas' hands to her hips while placing her hands on his shoulders.
Phineas looked her up and down, his cheeks flushing slightly red, actually figuring out what she meant this time around. "Well... I would certainly love to.. but this project is so close to being done-"
Isabella planted a kiss on Phineas' lips, lingering for a few seconds to let it sink in. Phineas smiled a bit happily, but Isabella could still tell he was more focused on the project than on her, leaving her one more option. "How about you close your eyes for just one second ok? I'll tell you when to open." She asked, using as sultry voice as she could muster.
Phineas nodded and slowly closing his eyes. Isabella waved her hand in front of his eyes, making sure he wasn't peeking before slowly stepping back, holding his hands out in front of her. As quietly as possible, she slipped the fuzzy handcuffs out from her back pocket and opened them enough to slip over his wrists. With a deep breath, she slapped them on his wrists, locking them down on him.
Phineas' eyes snapped open at the slap and the accompanied sound of clicking cuffs. He looked at the pink fluff and held up his wrists to her. "What are these?"
"Those," Isabella hooked the cuffs with a finger, "are meaning your hands are staying right where I tell them, understand?"
The redhead was a bit surprised; this was a side of her he hadn't seen in a long time and never in a intimate setting. He nodded understandable, and Isabella's cheeks flared red, as she pulled on the cuffs and led them from the workshop to their bedroom, shoving the red head on his back.
"I know this is new, but I think it's about time I room what I want." She turned around, keeping her back to Phineas as she shed her top and jeans, revealing a simple turquoise underwear set, which was one of the boys favorite colors and just happened to math her skin tone fairly well. They achieved their deserved effect, even wearing jeans she could see a bulge pressing against them.
"Seems like somebody doesn't mind it all." She teased, shoving him fully on his back, undoing the button and zipper on his jeans. With a quick yank, they flew off his legs, the tent of red boxers nice and obvious. She eyed the bulge hungrily, grabbing it gently and rubbing it in her hand. "You can't deny you've missed it too."
"I-I wasn't going to." The redhead stammered, shifting his hips to get more comfortable. She reached through the front opening, pulling out his engorged cock and rubbing the skin softly.
"That's what I've been looking for." She knelt down in front of him, kissing along his stomach before placing a kiss on the tip, forcing a small whimper from his lips. She took it as her cue, licking from the base and up to the tip again. "I know it'll sound weird but I've missed the taste of you."
"I like the taste of you too you know?" Phineas wiggled his eyebrows playfully, Isabella's cheeks flaring red again. She forgot how much Phineas liked working her up with his magnificent tongue skills, but that was something they could visit later. At the moment, she knew she wanted him, specifically him, in her in some way. Licking around his tip, she slowly took his red head into her mouth, savoring every morsel as she took more and more into her mouth. Phineas closed his eyes, his hips slightly bucking up, wanting more of himself to feel the warm wet embrace of her mouth. Isabella fully obliged, suppressing her reflexes and sliding even lower on him, eventually her nose in his curly pubic hair. Phineas grunted, his back relaxing as she reached all the way down. "Y-you've been practicing haven't you?" Phineas questioned, not really wanting her to stop to answer.
Isabella looked up from her position, and gave a sly wink, putting just a little bit of tongue wiggle on the underside of his cock. Phineas gave up a little moan and Isabella took her cue to slide as slowly as she could, applying all the suction she could to his tasty meat, popping the tip out and splashing saliva over his skin. "I hope you are ready, cause I'm done with the appetizers." She slid up to her feet, and completely de-clothed herself, not even trying to tease her living victim. She climbed onto the bed, straddling the redhead with his tip grazing her already wet pussy.
Phineas, despite being handcuffed, rescued up to her hips, only gently stroking her hips affectionately. But before he could continue his loving touch, Isabella hooked a finger under the links between the cuffs and lifted his hands into the air, away from her. "No no bad boy. You aren't allowed to touch, not unless I say so. Your hands have been busy for a while, and its about time they take a break." She wiggled her eyebrows, and very shoved the redheads arms back down above his head, Phineas obliging her demand.
Isabella took a moment to steady her breath, her heart racing for a bit; she was more excited to final have some time with her husband than anything, but her dripping onto his manhood easily gave away how wager she was. Holding him still, she slowly slid down, inserting his tip and letting out a soft moan, letting herself getting used to him again. Phineas gave almost a small whimper, the warmth washing over him. It had been longer than he could remember since they had been together due to his own fruition, but he sure hell did love it.
"Mmmm that's the stuff." Isabella smirked, slowly sliding down his shaft and sitting down onto his full length. They both let out some moaning, Isabella not waiting much longer before she started to slide up and down, slowly increasing speed as she longed for more of him. She pushed down gently on his stomach, keeping herself balanced with every thrust.
"O-Oh fuck Isabella. Y-you're really warm today."
"Well, you could say that you've gotten me all hot and bothered." Isabella gave a toothy grin and Phineas just rolled his eyes as he added small thrusts of his own hips up as she slid back down. This caused her to lay her head back and close her eyes, letting his thick member slide in and out of her as the pent up feelings of the past weeks wash out of her as they were together. She had been waiting for a few weeks for this, and she was gonna enjoy every second of it. She could already feel herself getting worked up fairly quickly, and Phineas' face showed a similar situation, his eyes alternating from her glowing blue eyes and her uncovered chest. "You liking what you can see?"
"Well, I certainly don't mind when I get to see your beautiful body, but theres just something about your eyes when we are doing something like this that just make them shine." Phineas smiled, a bit of red spreading over his cheeks, even looking away slightly. Isabella reached down and gently pushed his cheek back to looking at her.
"You don't have to feel embarrassed about it. I like it when you tell me about how you're feeling. Besides, I really want to know how it feels when you cum inside of me." Her words dripped with lust, leaning over him and pressing on his shoulders to keep herself upright. "The reason I want that, is I'm about to cum, and if you can I want you to do it at the same time as me. Do you think that you can do it."
Phineas nodded slightly, letting his body release the last bit of tension and focus solely on pleasure. Isabella picked up to the top speed she could ride his cock, moaning louder and louder as her body squeezed around his member with the sounds of their bodies rocking against each other was accentuated by the sound of the headboard hitting against the wall as well.
Isabella found her limit, and with increasing louder breaths she finally leaned down and moaned into Phineas' ear, sliding all the way down to his base as her desperately desired orgasm began to rock all they way through her body. As she clenched around Phineas, he couldn't contain himself moaning back into her ear, spurt after spurt of his cum shot out of him into her. Both of them stayed close in embrace, riding their orgasms until their heart rate had returned to some normality. Isabella slid herself off of his cock, undoing the handcuffs as she did. Phineas went straight and held her close to his chest, gently petting her as they cuddled together.
"Well… I think that was a fairly successful way for us to spend some time together."
He chuckled and petted her head gently. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I'm sorry you had to go some great lengths for that to happen."
"Oh it wasn't that bad. Besides, if necessary I'd do it again."
Phineas blushed a bit, the ideas of a few more things other than handcuffs being used in their future escapades. "You know what? I don't think I would mind that at all."
Author's note:
Wow, its been a long time hasn't it? Well, I'm back, at least for a little while. A lot has happened since I last posted, including but not limited to: graduation college, getting married, having 4 different jobs in 3 years, and plenty more boring details. No I haven't watched the finale to the show you cause part of me doesn't want the show to be over yet but thats a different story. For an update of this story, I will try my best to update it once a month at the very least once every 3 months. I have a couple ideas up in my brain hole, some for this story, some not. So we'll see what happens. As always, thank you so much for taking the time to read my stories. Like it, review it, share it with your friends, do what you'd like, but I hope to see you soon.