It has been many months since we first experimented with anal sex. Although you professed to enjoy it – after the initial pain and although I was very gentle and careful – I have been concerned about your safety and comfort so I haven’t broached the subject again. Besides, every time we make love, it is as if it is the first time all over again and the excitement and arousal we both feel has never ebbed in all the time we have been together.
Then, about a week ago, I came home a little earlier than I was supposed to; I had called in the late afternoon to let you know that I had a project dumped on my desk to be finished for the early morning staff meeting and for you and our baby to go ahead with dinner without me. I didn’t expect to arrive home until after nine but, for a change, everything fell into place on the first try and all the numbers balanced. I rushed through the preparation of the reports and the slides and locked up my office.
All the way home, I debated on whether I should call and tell you I was on my way but decided instead to surprise you. I stopped at a late night florist and picked up a dozen long-stemmed red roses and enjoyed how their aroma filled the car as I drove the rest of the way home.
As I pulled into the driveway, I noted that all the downstairs lights were off so I suspected that you might have gone to bed early. You had been quite tired as late with all the babysitting you had been doing. There was one flickering light however in the upstairs den so I figured you may have left on the television or computer.
Dropping my keys in the kitchen along with my coat and briefcase, I crept slowly up the stairs after putting the roses in a vase. I decided to place the vase beside the bed so you would wake in the morning – or as soon as I crawled in beside you – to see them. I know how much you love roses.
Before undressing (after I placed the vase on your nightstand and kissed your forehead gently), I went into the den to see what was on. Sure enough, the computer was still running and as I touched the enter key in the process of shutting it down, a website popped up called Bum Love. Curiosity getting the better of me, I started to scroll through the site and, to my surprise, it was full of pictures of women of all ages being fucked in the rear by cocks as well as dildos and all kinds of other things. I found myself becoming aroused more and more as I viewed each graphic image until I saw a chat room link.
I clicked on it to see who was active and found a history of several names that had been online over the past hour. One of the names – Jules22 – was one that you had often used in our online chats to each other while I was at work and often when we went online together for sexual excitement. I read some of the messages between Jules22 and the other members (you must have forgotten to shut down the chat room) and found that you were discussing at great length the thrill of anal sex and how much you missed it!
I cleared the screen and sat there thinking as the computer shut down. I wondered for example why you hadn’t discussed these urges and desires with me; I had thought that you did not enjoy the feel of being penetrated anally so I hadn’t pursued it again.
Obviously, I was sorely mistaken and would have top remedy the situation. Since the next day was Friday and I expected to be home early for the weekend, I decided to take matters to what I hoped would be a pleasurable ‘end’ for both of us.
The next day, I arrived home laden with the makings of a special dinner. I had stopped at the seafood place and purchased lobster tails, at the wine store for a couple of bottles of our favourite white wine and the ingredients for a big fresh salad as well a baguette of fresh French bread. You had just sent the four little ones you were babysitting home with their parents and we embraced as you kissed me in delight at my early arrival. As you started to make dinner, I shooed you out of the kitchen to feed the baby and truck her in for the night and then to have a relaxing bubble bath while I made dinner.
“What’s the occasion?” you asked.
“Just follow the doctor’s orders; I will bring you a glass of wine once you are in the tub”
After preparing everything and putting the lobster into the oven to bake, I carried the wine glasses and the first chilled bottle up to the bathroom. You were immersed to your neck in scented bubbles and smiled sleepily at me as I handed you your wine.
I sat on the edge of the tub and washed your back. Then, taking the fragrant shampoo you love, I lathered up your scalp and gave you a good massage. Just as you were relaxing into my hands and moaning softly, I dunked you under the water to rinse off the majority of the suds. You came up sputtering and laughing and almost pulled me into the tub in revenge. I quickly stood out of reach but not before you had soaked me with soapy spray.
I shucked my wet clothes and reached in to pull the plug on you. As the water quickly drained away, I helped you to your feet and stepped into the enclosure with you. As I slid the glass doors shut, I turned on the shower and rinsed us both clean. However, there was a lot of fooling around going on and I had to stop you from sinking to your knees to give me one of your famous mind blowing blowjobs since I could smell the lobster.
Turning off the shower, we each towelled off (my erection made it mo9re difficult and your grabbing at me didn’t speed the process any – in fact, it almost stopped it completely). However, we were eventually dry and pulled on our fluffy robes to go down and enjoy our now late evening supper.
After we finished the delicious meal (very rich but a real treat) and cleaned up the kitchen together, we retired to the den where we sat side by side on the sofa to finish the second bottle of wine. We held hands and kissed warmly as we discussed our week and plans for the weekend together. We decided that we might take the babe and go to the lake and walk along the promenade for a few hours and eat out at one of the many cafes along the boardwalk. We haven’t done this since the early summer and this may be one of the last chances we’ll have before winter sets in. It is supposed to be a crisp autumn weekend so as long as we dress for it, it will be a fun family day outdoors.