“For the rest of the vacation, I have one rule, and I’m only going to tell you once.” Olivia breathed in deeply, exhaling slowly before continuing. “I consent to whatever, as long as you don’t ask.”
She watched as Gary’s eyes flashed wide, searching her boyfriend’s face for any sign of his reaction.
“Can I flip you over? Can I pull your hair? Can I spank your ass?”
Olivia had found the weeklong stay at an all-inclusive beach resort to be fun and relaxing, but she had grown tired of constantly having to give affirmations during their nightly sexual encounters. Consent is sexy, but Olivia was tired of having to say “yes” to every move.
It wasn’t long before Olivia discovered that she might have bit off more than she had bargained for.
That very night, their usual soak in the balcony hot tub got hotter than usual when Gary took ahold of her wrist and guided it to his swim trunks.
Olivia smiled at her boyfriend’s rather tepid show of dominance, and her hand fished into his swimsuit and began to stroke him beneath the water.