Marcie and Leo

(Hello, gentle reader. I ended this one before the action happened on purpose due to the length of the story. I like the thought of allowing you, the reader, to fill in the gap. )

It started out innocently enough.

"Leo, I have a thought," she said.

There was no evidence of her intentions. It just sounded innocent. Marcie had a thought. There was no reason for me to be worried or concerned. Many of Marcie's ideas were very well thought out. I had no idea what it was, but my answer was simple.

"What are you thinking, baby?" I asked.

"It's been a while since we did certain things."

"Like dancing or going out or something else?" I asked before I looked up from the couch towards the dining area.

There she sat on the far side of the table. She was smiling. The light was a little low because it was the afternoon, I couldn't tell which smile was showing. Readers of this series know that all of Marcie's smiles are amazing. There are subtle differences between them though.

I stood up and started walking towards her. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust. There on the table was a strip of cloth. I looked up from it and saw her with a seductive smile. I smiled back before I started putting things together.

"Leo, do you..."

"Yes."

I answered quickly. Most of the time, when Marcie wants to do things where she's in control, her question is always the same. It's her way of giving me an out when I am not feeling it.

She stood and grabbed the strip of cloth before she walked around the table towards me. Her arms went around my neck as she gently pulled me down for a hungry kiss.

"You have no idea what I'm thinking though," she whispered.

There was that mischievous glint in her eyes. I smiled back.

"Doesn't matter, baby. I trust you," I responded.

Her arms fell from around my neck as her left hand grabbed my left hand. She guided me to the bedroom. She was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of her jean shorts. As we entered the room, she had me sit on the bed.

"I want to take some precautions, Leo. Will you wait here while I do and don't do anything, please?"

I sat on the bed and waited. I had no idea what precautions they were. Perhaps she was lowering the blinds and turning off the porch light to make sure we didn't get disturbed. Maybe she was getting us glasses of water in case during whatever she was planning, we needed hydration. It was when she walked back in that I looked at her.

Her T-shirt was off. Her hair was down. It was like we were getting ready for bed although I knew that wasn't the plan. Her shorts were still on although she was unbuttoning them as she walked in.

"Leo, could you be a sweetheart and get out of your clothes for me?"

I started to remove my T-shirt before I stood to allow my athletic shorts and my boxer briefs to drop. By this time, we were both naked. She walked up to me and pressed against my chest with hers. I love the spark that happens when we do that. The feeling of her breasts pressing against my chest is one of the most comforting feelings in the world. Her arms found my neck again and we shared a deep kiss. It was after that she looked into my eyes.

"So, this is what I am thinking," she started. "The only parts I am going to tell you is that I want to blindfold you and I want to secure your wrists to the headboard."

One of the things we have done since we were married was to put a spot on her headboard where we could secure each other by the wrists. We luckily put them in a way so when someone else walked into the bedroom, they wouldn't see it unless they knew. We're not public with our friends or families regarding the things we do in the bedroom. We use some kink to enhance out relationship. It isn't something we flaunt to the outside world because frankly it's no one's business but ours. Except what I share when I write about it.

I nodded my head as I moved to lay on the bed. My arms were above my head so she could cuff me to the bars. After she ensured I was cuffed, she planted a kiss on my lips before she placed the cloth over my head and tied it behind my head. I started to take deep breaths just to ensure I was relaxed. There were a few moments of silence where I didn't hear anything. It was then I heard the padding of her feet on the carpet as she walked around the bed. I heard her place something on the nightstand before I heard the drawer open. That was where she stored her personal toys as well as a few other things.

"You're being quiet, Leo," she said.

"Just being patient, Amor," I responded.

"You're being a good, supportive husband, baby."

I felt her side of the bed move as she was probably climbing on it. I then felt her press her lips on my cheek.

"Would you like a safe word?" she whispered.

I started to choose in my mind which way I could go. One of the best things about a partner who knows you is that they know where the boundaries are defined and when the boundaries are blurry. Still, it was her idea.

"Pink."

I felt the bed move a little. I just lay there secured to the bed listening for clues. My breathing slowed. I was trying to relax as much as I could. I then felt the kisses along my neck. Marcie always knew since we started about how sensitive certain places on my body were. Thankfully, she only uses the knowledge for good although she does tickle me occasionally when she is in brat space.

"I am going to devour you, Leo," she whispered as I felt her hand glide along my chest.

As much as I would like to share more, I am going to leave the rest to your imagination, dear reader.