Went to dinner last night in a tight black dress and pumps, with my normally dominate SO. Im tan, brunette, 5’5, 32 yo, with big tits, a flat stomach and wide hips, a body i work out for every single day. I have an insanely high sex drive – and I chose the man to handle it with care, for the story lets call him X.
We were eating at a restaurant inside a hotel, planning to fuck in the kind of way that would wake the whole house up if we went home after. More often than not I want rough sex, and I like that my man knows how to be in control.
But, earlier in the week we had been having some disagreements, over little things in our day to day, and I was still just a tiny bit annoyed that he had gotten his way, with no real apology to me.
At Christmas he had given me a golden ticket. It is supposed to be valid for sex on the spot, however I want it, whenever I want it. I keep it in my bedside drawer, but before we left for dinner, I slipped it into my cleavage, which is a nice storage area if you got it like that ladies.