They had been married for almost three years, and had shared some very interesting experiences together. This time, though, things seemed different. Why all the secrecy; why all the hush-hush? Surely he knew that she was into everything that had transpired; surely he knew that she was “down”.
Everyday for the past few weeks they went over his plan for her birthday surprise. She knew that when he arrived to pick her up she would be blindfolded and her hands would be bound behind her. She knew that she would be taken to a new place and there they would explore more of their carnal desires. She trusted him explicitly, and she knew their safe word “caliente”, so she felt comfortable.
As expected, he was on time to pick her up. They met behind her job so that no one would see them as he placed the blindfold on and bound her hands. He helped her into the van and made sure that she was comfortable. Being blindfolded, her mind flew through the possibilities. What sort of deviltry did her hubby have in mind? They had done threesomes before; they had explored her fetish for spanking (which he seemed to enjoy too), and there was that time with the handcuffs, but what could he have in mind now. What could top all of that?
After a quiet thirty-minute ride, she felt the van stop, and she heard him exiting the van. The sliding door opened and he gently helped her out. She could smell the scent of pine, and she could hear the sound of water in the distance, but she could see nothing. He opened a door for her and led her in. They walked a few paces and then stopped. He told her that he loved her and that he hoped that she liked her surprise. Then he unbound her hands and kissed her.
He began to undress her giving her nipples a light kiss when he removed her top. He raised her skirt and lowered her panties as he gave her freshly shaven mound a kiss. She had remembered to shave for the evening. He led her to something. He had her straddle the bench like contraption and then told her to lie down face. The way she was lying left her bountiful ass poised high and proud. He could not resist giving her a good smack across her caramel globes. She felt the cool leather against her belly and under her massive breasts, coupled with the stinging sensation on her butt, and a sigh escaped her lips. She felt him take hold of her hands and kiss her palms then she felt first her left arm and then her right arm being tied forward and a bit above her head.
“Baby, what are you doing,” she asked? “Just enjoy, Kristi,” he whispered in her ear.
She felt him tying her ankles to the bench, and a swell of excitement flew through her like an electrical current. Already, her body began to give up its juices, and her scent began to permeate the air. Once he secured her in he spanked her ass again and the little hairs on her neck stood up. The anticipation was driving her crazy.
“Now, Kristi, things are going to get a bit different,” he said to her. “What do you mean,” she asked him? But he did not answer. She felt what seemed like earmuffs being placed over her ears, and then she heard him, though muffled, say that she should just enjoy. She then heard the low booming bass sound as music began to pump through the headphones that he had placed over her ears. “This is new,” she thought.