I had been married to my beautiful wife, Angel, for about two years when this story begins. This beginning is about two years ago, she just recently instructed me to begin sharing our story on here.
In our dating years and first years of marriage, we had experimented lightly with bondage. We tried it both ways, but I strongly preferred submitting to her instead of the other way around.
About once a week, I would end up tied up in one way or another, while my beautiful wife played with my body, usually making me wait for a while before taking me inside her and making us both cum.
Eventually, one night we had a long conversation about what we liked. Angel informed me that she loved making me desperate before granting me release. I told her that I absolutely loved it as well, but told her she should feel free to push me harder and longer, I had much more desperation to reach. I suggested that she could spend some time getting me excited and then walk away for a while, leaving me to settle down while she relaxed. She could even have me make her cum with my tongue and then curl up next to me and take a nap. We decided on a safeword if we were going to try pushing things farther. We discussed many more ideas, but those are the high points.
Anyhow, that was a Friday night and we had the whole weekend open, neither of us had to work until Monday morning. That night found me tied to the bedposts naked after we had taken a long, sensuous shower together. My heart was beating fast with anticipation as I thought back to all the things we had discussed.
Angel still had a towel wrapped around her, she dug around a bit in her lingerie drawer and brought a few things back into the bathroom with her. I couldn't really see what she had grabbed, but was very excited to see her dressed up. My cock was mostly hard when I heard the door open again.