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My hand shook as I locked the car door. My keys jingled as I placed them in my purse and I began walking toward the hotel. I double-checked the time and place in our messages before entering the lobby. I couldn’t tell if the trembling of my body was more from excitement or nerves. My husband John always was one for surprises. We have an extremely adventurous sex life. We are completely open about our fantasies and sexuality with one another and have always shared any fantasies that we have. We send sexy stories back and forth to try to wind each other up.
I had been sending stories lately describing one fantasy in particular and I was thrilled when he caught on. I was still a little surprised when John asked if I wanted to make it a reality. I was nervous, to be honest. It was something that I wasn’t completely sure I would be into, but the idea of waking up tied to a bed and John having complete control over me made my panties soaking wet every time. We talked it through and he asked me questions of what I had in mind. He made the arrangements and informed me of the rules and instructions. We had discussed safe words ahead of time and I began counting down the days.