My true love. That is what I consider my Marie to be. We met just out of high school and were inseparable from the start (about 1980). By the time we were in our early 20's we were living together and very happy.
As the years flew by time was starting to take its toll on us. We had always had a super sex life. I could see we didn't have many sparks left anymore. Marie was a beautiful woman. She was 5'9" wore a size 6 dress, had long light brown hair, and the best set of legs this side of Vegas. By the end of 1987 though we started talking about splitting up. I sadly thought our time was over but Marie wanted to try to work things out. I wasn't in a big hurry to leave my Marie so I agreed that we try to spice up our relationship and get back our loving feelings.
We hadn't really been into bondage. I had always been turned on like crazy when tied up or tying women up. We would do minor things like tie our hands with scarves or something tame like that but nothing serious. Marie really was into the threesome thing or watching porno flicks all evening. Needless to say we had killer sex in our day. I had been hinting about trying some bondage but Marie never bit on it. At this point of our relationship I believe she was ready to try about anything. She was a wild child and was ready to flourish.
Marie calls me at work on Friday and asked if I could come home a few hours later because she had set up something to "spark" us up a bit. I asked her if she really wanted to keep trying. I could tell that she was disappointed that I even asked but she insisted that we could recapture our passion and love. I said sure, but I was really down on our relationship and felt bad about things. I left my real estate office at 4:30 and headed to a hot downtown spot for a snack and a few drinks. I have never had trouble meeting ladies and this evening was proving to be no different. Sitting here feeling kind of sorry for myself I'm attracting the downtown business gals like crazy. I have been talking with a lady named Gina. for a good hour and she is making me hard and hot.
She has had her hand on my upper thigh for a good 45 minutes and every once in awhile discretely brushes against my hard cock in my pants. She would then knowingly look at me like let's get out of here. I decide to be true to Marie. I beg off but do get Gina's number and I'm so bold I ask if I could call later. She says yes. In fact she said she is going home to wait for my call. Ok. What a lost opportunity. Gina was the classic downtown blonde. What a loss. Even though Marie and I had been drifting apart I have been pretty faithful. I did love her and wanted to give us a chance.
As I'm driving home I can't decide if I'm more upset with Marie or myself for missing a tall blonde opportunity. Childish, but sometimes the little head does the thinking. I decide I should stop and at least get a bottle of Champagne for Marie. I figure that she has probably has splurged on roses or another set of lingerie. Don't get me wrong, I love romance and I love my Marie in her hot garter outfits with 4" heels on. I just have lost the feeling of excitement and passion. Its odd that I'm hotter than hot for a leggy blonde I just met that may or may not be sexually hot, yet I have a leggy brunette at home that will fuck me within an inch of my life but I don't seem to care. Sad how the human mind works isn't it.
I pull into the driveway of our townhouse and have decided that I will be the handsome loving lover for tonight and this weekend but come Monday we have to put this relationship to bed.
As I enter our place I see the roses and the candles and really can't be too excited. Marie calls out from the lower level rec room and asks me to shower up and put on my white silk pj's and robe. I feel like a mob porn mogul wearing these white silky things. It makes her crazy so I can wear it one more time for her. She must be getting more overpriced champagne up from the basement fridge as I hear clanking and bumping down there. I take off my suit and sadly see that my cock had been leaking some precum from Gina rubbing it. Well I feel a little better after a long hot shower. I can't even get my well-hung cock up unless I think back to Gina. I guess Gina will get my attention even though she is not here.
Marie has laid out a black leather strap for me to put around my cock and balls. I know she loves it when I put that thing on so I do. It really keeps all 8+" hard as a baseball bat all evening. Well I'm ready to go and be romantic and try to please my Marie. I do love her I'm just not in lust with her anymore.
As I expected Marie has the living room lowly lit. It is romantic and most men would love to be here in my place. I sit next to her and she has on a new hot outfit. We are both in white tonight. Marie is hot with a satin white bustier, white nylons, silk thong panties, white ankle boots. Very nice. She tells me to sit back and enjoy the champagne. Ok, last weekend I can dig it here. It's pretty fine stuff. I'm pretty relaxed here and we have polished off the whole bottle in a short amount of time. I can hold my champagne so I'm doing ok. Marie gently pulls my cock out of the silky pj's and it feels good. She ask me if I have noticed anything different about her and I take a quick look as I can't say I have paid much attention lately. I hate to say that I haven't noticed anything different. She lays back and spreads her legs, pulls her panties to the side in to reveal two small gold rings pierced into her pussy. Wow! Well that got my attention. We haven't had sex in a few weeks so I have not noticed this! Well that gets my attention for sure. She won't let me lick or touch for now. My cock is fully erect and is clear to see in my silk bottoms. She teases but wont finish me off here. Something is going on.
Marie pulls out a surprise here. She has hired a masseuse to give me a massage and make me more relaxed. Well she is a professional and has set up her equipment in the bedroom. Marie tells me "get that hard on down" easier, said than done. The masseuse is names Linda. Marie told me that she is experienced with giving massages that are romantic and understands her role here. Ok. Linda is a small African American girl. She has slightly dyed blondish hair, very nice tight body and a super sultry voice. She has her table ready for me. I am down to my white silky shorts. I see Linda look at my cock. Not much I can do about it. Marie helps me get situated and I am lying on my stomach. Marie leaves the room and tells me to come down to the living room when I am finished. Linda is wearing lab coat type attire. She clearly has something nice on under this coat. I can see she is wearing nylons or pantyhose with no shoes on. I am relaxed from the champagne and of course the awesome massage. I am like a little jellyfish after about 20 minutes of Linda's magic fingers. She asks me to roll on my back and I'm reluctant. She asks why and I tell her that I have a very hard cock. She laughs and says that it will be back to its normal size after its massage. I am very light headed. I feel like I'm almost dreaming. I see Linda call for Marie as I drift off in this fog.
I come to and I'm very warm and relaxed. I am not in the bedroom anymore. I can't really tell what's going on. I can't move and I come to the realization that I'm tied to this cot or table. I'm blindfolded and it's hard to get my senses back in order. It feels like I'm lying on a leather doctors table. I start to struggle against my restraints but come to the realization that I am not going anywhere. There are firmly clasped leather restraints on my wrists and ankles and they are fastened down firmly to the table. As I realize what the situation is here I have become very excited. My cock feels like a baseball bat it's so hard. I hear whispering and feel a hand touch my cock and then some laughter. Thanks!
I have to say that I am confused as to what Marie has planned for me. I believe she has me in the rec room but being blindfolded very securely I can't be certain. The champagne had to be spiked, as I don't have any idea how I went from getting a massage upstairs to being tied down here in the rec room. It seems like I have been alone for a while but I am not certain.