After more than 20 years of marriage and a couple of years of courtship Ted and Georgette thought they knew everything and had done everything interesting. However, one evening while doing some research on the web Georgette stumbled across a BDSM site. A small voice in her whispered "this is it"
The whole S&M thing had always turned her and Ted off. No leather or whips and chains in their bedroom. That was for perverts and sexual deviants. However, the site had a beginner's page. "Go there," whispered the voice. The description of submission and domination peaked her interested.
A couple of days later she broached the subject to Ted. He was unconvinced but saw the look on Georgette's face and decided not to poo-poo it right off. They talked about it. She described domination and submission just like the web site had.
"Who is doing the domination and who is submitting?" Ted asked dubiously.
"Well ... We have our weekend at the Inn and we have two days there. One of us could dominate on Saturday and the other on Sunday."
"OK ... I'm interested," Ted said. "How do we get started? Where do we get the whips and chains?" Ted said with a giggle in his voice
Georgette pulled up the site and to the beginner's page. He read and agreed that it could be fun. The page listed a couple of beginners DVD and some other items. They created a shopping list and as the weekend approached, they ordered the DVDs, a new Fun Factory Magnum Silicone Dildo from Freddy and Eddy, and went shopping for the other items. Georgette did some extra shopping while Ted was at work and purchased a surprise for Ted. All was set except who would go first.
Ted being the traditional gentleman, was willing to let the lady go first. Georgette being the modern, liberate woman, would hear nothing of that rubbish. So, they talked ... on the drive ... in the room ... at dinner ... and in bed. Eventually they decided to flip a coin. Georgette would call it. If she was correct she would go first, and if wrong Ted. Georgette called it and had to go first.
"Damn, I hate being the trend setter," she lamented
"Sorry dear," Ted gloated. They agreed it would be Georgette's day from the time she decided to start until they went to sleep that night.
Ted and Georgette arrived back from breakfast Saturday morning, changed into some comfortable clothes and cuddled on the day bed reading. With a wood fire crackling in the fireplace and Georgette snuggled against her husband, best lover and friend, Georgette drifted of into a early afternoon nap.
In her sleep, the inner voice returned
"Georgette, its time. You need to do this"
"I know but I a nervous," Georgette thought.
"Yes, but it is now or never. Get on with it"
Her eyes opened and Georgette awaked refreshed. She told Ted she was going upstairs to use the bathroom. She was nervous. She had always been the submissive one. Sure, there were a couple of times she surprised her husband but Ted was the one who took the lead. Her butterflies increased as she gathered up the gear and laid it on the bed. Looking at the stuff made her much more anxious. "What if Ted does not like it? What if I start to laugh/? Oh My good ness, what if I hurt him?" It was like the first time they had sex so many years ago. She was terrified but excited.
She went to her bag and pulled Ted's Surprise, a black lace and satin bustier, black satin panties, garter and stockings. This was something out of character. Georgette had some lingerie she used on special occasions like their anniversary, Ted's birthday, and Valentines Day, but they were typically chemise, feminine, but conservative. Her new outfit was very much out of her comfort zone, feminine ,yes, but definitely not conservative.
Georgette went to the bathroom and was tempted to shower but decided that would give the away the surprise. She instead washed and applied Ted's favorite perfume. She pulled her hair back and tied with a black ribbon. She was so nervous her hands shook as she applied makeup.
Stripping out of the sweats and undies, Georgette stood naked over the lingerie. Could she really go through with this? The voice said, "Do it! Go ahead! It is what he wants!" She steeled herself, donned the slinky outfit, and had some difficulty with the bustier. After fastening the last of the garter clips, Georgette turned and looked in the mirror.
"Damn!" she whispered.
She did not recognize the woman in the mirror. Georgette was nowhere to be seen. What the reflection showed Georgette's inner twin, the one that was screaming to get out. Now she was out and showing her boldness. He bustier enhanced her curves. Having two kids had provided her with hips and added a couple of inches to her breasts. Now the outfit used that extra perfectly. The bustier pushed her bosom up and out and showed ample cleavage. Her legs looked more toned in the back stockings and her butt was more round and firm in the panties. The whole outfit gave her a look of power and confidence. Georgette almost cried seeing how magnificent she looked.
"God Damn!" Georgette whispered to no one in particular, pleased with what she way.
"Not bad for a 40 plus mother of two" whispered the inner voice.
Georgette now had courage and confidence. She could and will please her man like he has never been pleased before. She gathered the gear and place it in a backpack, and in one last confident move, Georgette removed her panties. "That would certainly knock Ted's socks off," Georgette said to herself.
"More than that," the voice chuckled.
Smiling Georgette strode down the stairs.
Ted was still sitting on the daybed reading the paper. Georgette stopped halfway down the stairs and flung her panties over Ted's head. They landed right in the middle of the funnies. He turned and was just about to say something sarcastic when he spied his wife. At least it looked kind of like his wife. It took a lot of work to pick up his jaw and put his eyes back in their sockets.
"Uhhhhh ... WOW!" was all he could muster.
"I assume you like what you see?" Georgette said playfully