02: Reflections; in the garage.
I stand if front of the mirror yet again, this time taking my make up off.
I smile as I hear the garage door slam, you have to close it hard. That means he is home and it's Friday night, no work tomorrow and two whole day with not much to do!!
"Where's my woman?"He bellow in jest.
I quickly finish washing my face, and run naked, into his strong arms.
He picks me up and spins us around laughingly yelling. "This is what I like! Warm naked woman. Where's my supper, woman?" Smacking my butt teasingly
"Here I am!"I reply. Wrapping my legs around his waist.
I hang on tight, laughing as he starts running to the bedroom, we bounce as he launches us onto the bed.
He rolls us over so I am under him, kissing and snuggling we roll across the big bed.
Just happy to be together. Slowly, we come to a halt and just smile at each other.
Grinning he asks me about my day. "Nothing special until I got home," I tell him happily
"How was your day?" I ask
"Well I bought somethings for us, its in the garage."
I jump up yelling "Gimme, gimme!"
Pulling on his hand, trying to move him, yeah right, slowly, teasingly he gets up, more interested in watching parts of me bounce as I try hurry him up. "Come on, slowpoke, what is it, what is it?" I demand pulling and shoving him to move faster.
I look way up into his face, I am a slightly over weight, five foot nothing and he is muscular six foot four, taller in his boots. "Slow down, what's your hurry. It's not going anywhere" he teases.
I get to the garage door and try to open it, pulling with all my might, thinking it's stuck until I look up and see a big hand holding it closed.
" Come on! " I come close to whining, as he laughs
"Its going to cost you" he says
I jump up and down hollering " Fine, fine whatever, lets go!" finally hanging off his arm trying to get him to move it.
He just looks down at me and grins tells me to remember that I said that.
He moves his hand and opens the door.
I rush out to see what he got us only to see a.....office chair? One of these big ball ones but still a piece of office equipment.
"Oh... its very nice." I say much more quietly.
I turn to hug him even as he roars with laughter.
The big goof is laughing so hard he has to sit down on the big ball, almost going on his head as the wheels just about slid out it from under him on the concrete floor.
"Is it for me?' I hesitantly ask. Looking at the thing I am not sure my feet would reach the floor if I sat on it.
Wiping the tears off his face he looks at me and bounces on the ball. "Well, its for both of us." He informs me.
I am really confused and it have must of showed on my face because he starts laughing again.
"Look up" he says around a giggle, pointing to high on one wall.
I look over and I see two long chains dropping from the rafters with padded cuffs on the ends. I follow the chains a short way across the open ceiling to a hoist on the wall.
More confusion in my head, I wonder if he has finally lost his marbles, I can be a little much to live with, especially when I see him skate the ball over to a heavy table next to the hoist under the cuffs. Bracing the ball in the corner of table and the wall he locks the wheels on the skate ball.
"We will start out like this." he says, holding his hand out to me. I slowly walk to him and place my hand in his.
" I don't want to put you in those cuffs." I say quietly.
Aren't you supposed to talk quiet and move slow around people that are crazy? I look around for an escape route.
Some of what am thinking must have showed on my face because the fool starts to laugh again. "That's good, little girl, because I am not the one going up in the cuffs" he snorts out in between laughs.
"What? What makes you think I am going to let you hang me by my wrists in the garage of all places?"
I forget to talk quiet and calm in the face of this insanity.
He tightens his grip on my hand, "Because I want you too." He almost growls, all trace of good humor gone.
I suddenly become more aware of being very naked and very small and very turned on.
He grins again seeing my nipples harden, I cross my arms trying to act like I got a sudden chill. But he is not fooled, "Come on it will be fun!"
"Fun for who?" I mutter as he pulled me closer.
"For both of us i hope." He replies taking my other hand and pulling over to the ball, the top of the ball comes to my bellybutton.
"Don't forget I am old, if you break me, you bought me.... And you wouldn't have anybody to play with." I warn, as he lifts me onto my knee's on top of the ball.. Facing away from him.
"Old my ass" he mutters under his breath, smacking said ass.
I tartly tell him. "Yes, your ass is old too!"
"Just shut up and put your hands on the table." He says only half kidding.
I try to balance on my knees as i brace both hands flat on the table, looking over my shoulder at the fool I love.
Now what genius, my face says for me.
He places both hands on my hips to help keep me steady, and places his groin directly against my ass, I can feel his hard-on through his jeans.
To most people this would not be a big deal, but because of our heights discrepancy's we rarely fit together so good.
Unless i am on all fours on something that is most likely hard on my knee's.
We are not old no matter what i said, but we are old enough to want to be easy on things.
So the ball is nice and soft, and as he rocks me I realize he has total control of my body this way.
I really have no say in how he moves my hips.
I look over my shoulder again at the genius I love, only to see a smirk that says should have trusted me dummy.
He rolls us in small circles with his hips.
" Ok" I say out loud,grinding my naked butt against his jeans. "What are cuffs for?" Trusting him to keep me on the ball. We both look up as they swing above us.
" I haven't figured that part out yet, but I really want to see you on this" he rocks against me again " hanging from those cuffs. I just don't know how that's going to work.....yet. It comes with attachments."
Before I can ask what attachments, he says "One more thing" lifting me down, he points to a smaller ball thing.... With a platform.....
" Um... very nice" I tell him, back to my humor the crazy giant voice.
He laughs and tells me he knows exactly how this one is going to work with the cuffs.
I watch as he moves the ball-skate..... Then he lowers the cuffs down to about four foot off the ground.
He takes my hand, kissing the inside of my wrist he opens the cuff and puts it around my wrist, pulling the Velcro snug, then he repeats that with my other wrist.
So I am standing in the middle of our garage buck naked and cuffed to the ceiling, only the cuffs are a little higher than my waist. I know I look stupid.
I can feel the now what genius, look coming back to my face.
He lightly smacks my ass as he moves by me to get the platform..... thing.
I think its a balance something, I may be wrong.
