In the most teasing of fashions MJ casually dragged her hand along her upper thighs and waist, almost like she was circling something. Pure lust told Peter what it was, how he wanted to just dive into his wife again, to please her as only he could. But Mary Jane's fingers wrapped around him too tightly to even consider such. He had to watch as his wife teased him. Her hand caressed her jeans, slowly and loudly undoing each button before finally sliding the zipper down, bringing her dark crimson panties into view. Again that lustful urge came and each of the two wanted to just do what they longed for; Peter wanted to please his wife, MJ wanted to please herself with her husband, but they fought the urge and Mary Jane calmly pulled her panties forward a bit.

"If you need anything hunny, please, just do something to get my attention."

"Like what?" Spider Man quickly queried back. A blush entering MJ's rosy cheeks gave all the answer needed."Okay....Got it" He muttered aloud, but mentally Peter prayed he wouldn't need his wife; although the idea of pleasing his wife to grasp her attention...he didn't exactly mind it.

MJ winked and gave her husband a firm kiss. "Good luck Tiger." In a sudden flash of a movement Mary Jane slid her fingers into her underwear and dropped Peter into the front, where his body gently edged along her lower lips in a way that just made her break out into goosebumbs. Still, Mary Jane was a woman and she controlled herself with the dignity of such. She rezipped and buttoned her jeans, slid on the shoes she mentioned before and headed out. Once outside she quickly got into a car and drove into the hell that was New York traffic, desperately trying not to in anyway harm her husband.

Peter's perspective of course, was drastically different. Aside from his wife being the size of a god, getting dropped into her panties was...an unusual experience to say the least. After a few inches it grew dark, and a loud thwapping noise said that MJ released her underwear back into place. Still Peter fell, expecting a splash into his wife, but instead his landing was more like what one would expect from a bouncy house. The fabric keeping Peter in place served as a rather cushiony landing, although it did make him brush against his wife's vagina. He could feel the goosebumps break out all around her but Peter quickly backed up and did his best to hold on for what would inevitably be a very long day.

Traffic in New York...well it sucked. In less than five minutes Mary Jane had wanted to step out of her car and punch at least three people, but she behaved, comforted by the idea of her husband being all hers. The drive took a while, all the while MJ playfully fantasized about what she could do to her husband like this. She didn't notice it herself but her ideas strayed from love and delved more into a sort of pet kind of feeling. She toyed with all sorts of thoughts before the diner she worked at pulled into view. Not wasting any time MJ exited her car and entered, prepared for work.

An overweight man stepped out of nowhere, "Hey there MJ. You're on waitress duty today, chop chop."

"Yes sir!" MJ huffed before running to work.

The work was long boring and hard, but Mary Jane was fueled by her husband and it made time seem to fly a lot faster.The customers varied, bad, good, mainly bad. It was a frustrating job and MJ wanted to pull her hair out a bit, but she persevered. MJ was still tired by the end of her long twelve hour shift but she calmly drove home, awaiting the chance of removing her husband and just....seeing him.

She got such a chance thirty minutes later, she saw a man covered in sweat and her slime. What Peter saw was.....