Peter buying his S/O lingerie and then making them try it on in front of him?? 👀👀👀

//This was sent as an ask…Tumblr sucks sometimes…//

Peter rushed from the office, barely acknowledging the good-byes from his colleagues. During lunch, he made time to buy you a gift, well the gift was really for him.

Julian and Audra were staying with your parents tonight, he couldn’t remember the last time your had an evening to yourselves. With baby #3 on the way, those days were going to be even more rare. Not that he was complaining, he adored his kids.

[From: Peter 5:01PM] Darling, I’m leaving the office as we speak. I have a little something for you 😉

[To: Peter 5:06PM] Great timing. Take out will be here in about 30 minutes. And what you have to give me is far from small😎🙌🏻

[From: Peter 5:07PM] Grrrr….

You giggled at Peter’s response and shook your head. That man was something else. After your parents picked up Julian and Audra, you gave yourself an at home spa day. You were fluffed, buffed, and scrubbed.

When the doorbell rang you grabbed your wallet and pulled the door open.

“Your delivery Ms. Stone.”

“That’s Mrs. Stone”, you replied gathering the bag of Thai.

“Lucky man.” He ran his eyes up and down your body.

“You have no idea”, laughing you pulled Peter into the apartment.

Peter followed you through the apartment to the kitchen where you unpacked the food. “Smells so good”, you inhaled the aroma. “So good not to want to puke just from smells.”

This pregnancy had been unusual. The strangest smells made you ill. Petwr had to change colognes, laundry detergent had to be switched out, even the odor from Julian’s gue stick made you ill. Now in your second trimester, you were making up for it.

When Peter came back in to the kitchen, you were licking your fingers of sauce. “Mmmm…”, you closed your eyes savoring the taste. You caught Peter staring and grinning at you from the corner of your eye. “What?”

“Nothing. Just good to see you have your appetite back”, Peter chuckled when you stuck your tongue out at him. 

“What’s behind your back?” Walking over to Peter, you put your hand behind his back to reach whatever he was holding. He swung his arm up and dangled the bag out of your reach. “Peter! No fair!” You jumped up trying to reach the bag to no avail.

Peter laughed when you started tickling him. “Fine. Fine. Here. Just…stop…tickling…” Peter said with a breathless laugh.

“Let’s see what you brought me, shall we?” Tissue paper filled the bag and you tossed it aside. Your eyebrows raised when you saw what was inside. Reaching in the bag you pulled out a black lace nighty with matching thong and a white corset, and garter/stocking set. “This is quite the haul, Mr. Stone”, giving him a salacious smile.

Peter’s eyes were smoldering. “Try them on, kitten.” 

“Uh, yeah. I’ll-uh-I’ll do that.” You bite your bottom lip and tore your gaze from his. Looking over your shoulder, you saw Peter watch you walk away and gave him a wink.

“The white one first”, Peter called after you.

The sill stockings glided up your legs smoothly. Next you put on the panties and garter  belt. The easy part was done.You weren’t even sure the corset would fit. It surprised you how quickly your belly was growing with this pregnancy. It fit, thankful for the adjusting lacing. After slipping into a pair of heels, you sashayed back out to the living room where Peter was waiting.

He sat forward when you entered the room.“Amazing. Just like I thought. C’mere,” He ticked his head for you to come his way. When you were in front of him, he ran one hand up your silk covered leg. “Very nice. Now turn.” He made a twirling motion with one finger. 

Putting your hands on your hips, you did a little turn as requested. “Like what you see?” Shooting up a brow at your husband who was licking his lips. Peter squirmed in his chair, giving you your answer. “Shall I try the other one on?” He nodded his head.

The next set was much more comfortable. Forgoing the heels, you stayed barefoot. “Oh Peter what do you-” You smiled down at your sleeping husband. Sighing you went back to the bedroom, changed, then took the comforter off the bed. 

Peter stirred and opened his eyes when you snuggled with him on the couch. “Mmmm…I like this one.” 

“Oh Mr. Stone. All that expensive lingerie and you prefer your old T-shirt.” You spread the blanket over you and Peter. 

“Hmmm… I’m a complicated man”, he pulled you close to him and kissed the top of your head.