Caroline and I were sitting in a window table at a restaurant she had chosen. I was finishing up a wonderful plate of linguine with clams. It was brilliant, arguably the best I've ever had. She was on the last bits of a delicious eggplant parmesan. I knew how good it was because she had shared a bite.
"Tony, your wife was very dominant, wasn't she?"
"Yes, she was."
"Do you miss that sort of relationship?"
"Not like it was with her, she was psycho."
"Tell me."
"She was ultra controlling and exceedingly cruel."
"Why did you stay with her?"
"Ultimately I didn't. And now I'm going to file for divorce."
"That should be easy, you certainly have grounds with her in federal prison."
"I think so."
"So, would you like us to be kinky?"
"I really like what we have so far."
"So do i, very much. You're a great lover."
"Thanks, back at you."
"I just wonder about the toys I found. Would you like it if we used them?"
"Would you?"
"I have some interest in stuff I've seen online. I did notice one toy that intrigued me."
"Which toy?"
She hesitated as if deciding if she really wanted to tell me and betray her kinkiness.
"There was a strap on that..."
"Would you like to use it on me?"
"Well, I've seen videos that were um..."
Her shyness was immensely appealing and adorable.
"What about the videos turned you on?"
"I guess it was the role reversal, the woman taking the man like that. I don't know, I wondered what it would feel like to be in charge like that, thrusting into the man, into you. Anyway, I would only want it if it turned you on."
I took her hand, looked into her eyes and smiled.
"I would love for you to fuck me, baby."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
"This is really exciting."
"It is for me too. I think it will be different with you than it was with her."
"I hope it will be wonderful."
"I'm falling in love with you, Caroline."
"Me too, Tony. Shall we skip dessert?"
"Yes, we definitely should."
The drive home was quiet. Both of us anticipating the promise of what we were heading there to do. This was going to be a crossing of the Rubicon for us. Would it help our relationship or be the undoing? I could only imagine the thoughts swirling in my new lover's head and how she envisioned the changes that might be in store for us.
When we got to my house, I excused myself to the bathroom to prepare. I spared her the details, but being fully aware of how messy things could get I gave myself a quick enema before going into the bedroom naked and ready for her.
Caroline sat on the bed puzzling over the straps and phallus, attempting to assemble the rig and fit it onto herself.
"Let me help you with that, you want a nice snug fit for the best results."
"Please, I've never done this."
"I know, baby, let me show you how to make it great for both of us, then you take over, okay?"
"That sounds perfect. Then I can make you my bitch."
She giggled in the most charming way I could imagine. So different from the way i had ever heard those words before. She made fun out of what had been hostile and cruel before.
I helped her step into the rig, then adjusted the straps until she stood proudly before me sporting her erection. I made sure that the share was positioned correctly inside her. She stepped back and stroked her eight-inch black cock like she might have with a real one.
"Wow, this feels really cool."
"Does the share feel good inside you?"
"It's really neat, yeah."
"It'll help you cum when you fuck me."
"This is going to be so fucking hot."
"You like having a cock, don't you?"
"It's an amazing feeling, I always wondered what it would be like."
She spread her arms encouraging me into an embrace. I took her invitation happily and tried to wrap her in my arms, but her cock poked me in the thigh.
"Sorry, I'm not used to having this thing between us."
"Don't worry, it looks really hot on you."