Mercedes and Sam were having dinner with some of their best friends and work colleagues. Tonight was the night that Sam had been honored as Comic Creator of the Year, and to celebrate, they decided to have a private dinner at Sam's favorite restaurant. So far, everyone was having a great time. Mercedes was dressed in a beautiful black velvet dress with a thigh-high slit on her right side, and her hair was put into a curly updo, and Sam had on a matching black velvet wrap-around tux.

"Sam, I still don't understand how you managed to snag a beautiful woman such as Mercedes," Charles said as he sat across from the couple. Charles was one of Sam's friends and coworkers.

"I don't know how either, Charles, to be completely honest with you," Mercedes joked.

Sam replied, "And she's funny. But no, I managed to get the best when it comes to her."

"And I got the best when it comes to you," Mercedes replied dotingly.

When they arrived home, Mercedes sat down her clutch and peeled off her heels, going back to her regular height as Sam started to take off his cuff links.

"Tonight was beautiful," Sam spoke aloud.

"It was, wasn't it? I enjoyed myself. And I am so very proud of you." Mercedes replied. Sam pulled Mercedes to him and kissed her. He was so in love with this woman, and he had no intention of ever letting her go. As he continued to kiss her softly on her lips, his hands drifted from her hips to her ample ass, where he squeezed, and Mercedes moaned in his mouth.

"I was thinking," Sam whispered.

"About?" Mercedes asked as she started to kiss his neck.

"How amazing it would be if I had tied you down to that bad upstairs, with you begging and not being able to do anything." Sam groaned out. Mercede stopped her kisses and looked at her husband with that devilish glint in his eyes. She smiled and pulled him up the stairs with her. When they made it to the bedroom, she turned so Sam could unzip the dress, and like a gentleman, he did.

"Grab the cuffs from the drawer," Mercedes spoke. Doing as he was told, Sma headed to their dresser, grabbed the set of cuffs, and placed the keys on the dresser beside them. While he did that, Mercedes headed over to the bed, laid down flat on her back, and held her wrists up for Sam to cuff. Once she was settled gently, Sam went and cuffed both wrists, placing soft kisses on her arms before he went back to the foot of the bed.

"I was thinking about Charles and his many compliments from the night," Sam began talking as he went and snagged off Mercedes's panties.

She breathed in deep, "How so?"

"You don't notice it, but Charles loves to stare at you. I think he even imagines himself taking you home and being able to do what I am about to do you." Sam spoke as he kissed Mercedes's thighs.

"Charles is Charles, and no one is worried about him, especially me," Mercedes spoke honestly. Sam listened to Mercedes before taking a long lick on her slit, causing her to cry out.

"Eating you out is one of my favorite things to do. All I could think about was getting you alone so we could sneak one in. I have been hard all night." Sam revealed as he made teasing licks on her clit. He knew teasing Mercedes was his favorite thing to do, but she absolutely hated it, and adding the cuffs wasn't making it any better.

"Sam baby, please." Mercedes whimpered out.

"You know you gotta spell it out for me, baby." He breathed out as he hovered above her soaking wet clit.

"Sam, please."

"Please, what? Say it, baby."

"Fucking eat me out, baby, please."

"Now, was that so hard?" Without another second wasted, Sam dived into Mercedes's pussy without much more coaxing. He slurped on her like she was oxtail, and Mercedes was writing around his mouth so he could stay in a certain position.

"Don't move, don't move. FUUCCKK!" Mercedes screamed out as Sam started to have two fingers inside of her.

"Merce, do you want to cum on my fingers or my dick?" Sam asked innocently, but Mercedes was starting to see stars, and she couldn't focus on what Sam was saying to her. All she knew was that she was pissed when Sam removed his fingers. But her anger was replaced when he rammed himself inside of her.

"You're doing so good, baby," Sam whispered in her ear.

"Baby, fuck." Mercedes hissed in his ear. Sam pistoned his hips forward, driving in and out of Mercedes until she came all over his dick, and soon he followed, his entire seed coating her womb. He breathed heavily as he shifted his body weight to the side and Mercedes. Breathed slowly, trying to catch her breath. After Sam gained his bearings, he went and grabbed the key, unlocked Mercedes, and got back on the bed. She snuggled into his side.

"Mmm, that was great," Mercedes said happily.

"Sam chuckled as he stroked her ass, " Just great."

Mercedes rolled her eyes, "You know what I mean, but I think we can make it even better." Sam saw the shimmer in her eyes and smiled as Mercedes laid him flat on the bed and straddled him. She peppered his face with kisses while she grabbed his dick and lined it up with her opening before sinking down on it slowly. She liked having Samm under her like this because she could control everything until she didn't feel like it. She moved lazily, knowing it was driving Sam insane that she wouldn't move.

"Baby, please move," Sam begged.

"What did you say, baby?" Mercedes teased.

"Please, baby, I need you to move." Sam hissed again, nearly about to say screw it and flip Mercedes over. However, submitting to Sam, Mercedes started to wind her hips back and forth that Sam nearly came just from those movements alone. He reached and placed his mouth atop Mercedes's breast, causing her to cry out at the new sensation as she continued to ride Sam.

"I'm gonna cum, baby," Sam grunted out as he met Mercedes thrust for thrust.

"Cum them, Sammy," Mercedes whispered. As if on cue, Mercedes and Sam came at the same time, falling on top of each other.

"I love you," Sam whispered.

"I love you more."

GUYS! I did not mean to fall of the face of the earth... again. However, don't fear because I do plan to do some updates this weekend.