"Hi Honey. Did anything come in the mail today?" Amy asked, as she leaned into Miguel's home office. She had just returned from a day working in the city, dressed in a sleek navy dress and stylish shoes. Miguel noticed that as well as her leather laptop case she also had a few shopping bags in her hand. The bags looked expensive, which meant the contents would likely also have been expensive.
"Yeah, a few packages arrived. I've left them on the dining table. Didn't you buy enough when you were out?" He cheekily asked, raising his eyebrows and looking at the bags Amy was carrying.
"This is a new outfit for the award night this weekend." Said Amy, holding her bags aloft. "And some new shoes to go with it. I really didn't have anything suitable to wear. Imagine if we win and I have to go on stage! I couldn't wear something old and tired. By the way I dropped your Tux in at the dry cleaners. It'll be ready by Thursday." Then she lowered her voice and opened her eyes wide before she continued. "And at least one of those packages has something the kids really shouldn't see so I hope they haven't opened them!"
"You should've said! I haven't heard them opening anything other than bags of chips. They went straight to the snack cupboard as usual." Miguel said, standing up and moving toward the doorway. He was intrigued to see what Amy had bought that was unfit for a child's eyes. Miguel gave Amy a kiss on the lips and she walked on with her bags to the kitchen and dining room. Miguel looked the other way down the hallway towards the kids' rumpus room. He could see their son sprawled on the floor playing on an iPad. The sound of some inane YouTuber could be heard, so he assumed his daughter was watching TV. Satisfied the kids were distracted he continued along the corridor to their kitchen and dining room to see what had arrived.
Amy had set down her laptop case on the kitchen counter and moved to the dining table. She picked up a couple of boxes, inspected them, and walked back toward him with an innocent look on her face. Then just as she was about to pass him she raised her eyebrows. The curiosity within Miguel was piqued. She brushed past him, allowing him to get a waft of her perfume, and made her way up the stairs to the next level of the house. Miguel was about to follow closely behind when Amy called out. "Maybe grab some scissors if you're coming up." She knew full well he was coming up to see what she had bought.
Miguel hurried into the bedroom with some scissors. "Close the door. Maybe lock it too." Amy said. Miguel laid down the scissors on the bed and did as Amy suggested, ensuring no innocent children could stumble in on them. Amy picked up the scissors and ran them along the tape that sealed the first nondescript brown cardboard box. She pulled back the loosened carboard flap and peered inside. She delicately removed a black satin draw string bag and started loosening the strings. Miguel was sure he heard Amy make a little excited noise.
Reaching inside the black bag, Amy peeked in to carefully take hold of something before she looked up at Miguel. She wanted to see his face when she withdrew her purchase. He heard a noise that sounded like metal on metal. "What has she bought?" He thought. Amy withdrew her hand from the bag to reveal a black leather harness adorned with fine silver chains.
Miguel's eyes widened instinctively as his mouth fell open. This was not the kind of lingerie Amy would normally buy for herself. Was it even lingerie? Miguel's look of shock turned to confusion. "Are you wearing THAT to the award night?"
"No! Don't be silly! Although it would get me noticed..." Amy said, holding up the harness to admire it, letting the chain run over her hands. "This is just for me and you. When we want to spice things up a little."
Miguel moved next to Amy. His fingers tentatively touched the leather, then the chains. He pictured Amy wearing it. Her body outlined by the leather straps, and her breasts showing through the rows of fine metal chain that would hang across them. He could feel himself swelling at the thought. He remembered their love making the other night, when Amy pushed his hands above him and took control. Then he remembered the visions of his ex and their young neighbour that had played in his mind when he was blindfolded. He felt himself get harder inside his jeans. He shifted to release some space for his cock to grow. Amy noticed, reached down and gently teased the area with her fingers. "Mmmm. Imagine what will happen when I wear it?" She said, seductively.
"I didn't know leather and chains were your thing?" Miguel asked. Amy had never shown much of an interest in kinky clothes before. Sure she had sexy lingerie and a few adult costumes. Now he came to think of it, he had been the one to buy her all those things. This was her choice.
"Neither did I. But I was doing a bit of browsing the other day. After we made love when I tied you up, that felt so... good. I liked being in control. I was looking on a website for some nicer handcuffs than those fake police ones that just chafe, and then I clicked on the outfits section. I saw this and it... set something on fire inside me. I imagined wearing it, having you tied up, while I set the pace. I thought it looked really sexy. It would make me feel... dominant."
Miguel gulped, taken aback by his wife, unsure where this was going. "I can't wait to see it on you." He said, half hoping she would take the hint and give him a front row seat to the "try on" session.
"I can see that." Amy said, grazing his cock again with her finger tips over the top of his jeans. Instead of undressing she reached for the scissors and the other larger box, slicing the tape again and unfolding the lid. Amy took out a black box with some writing on. He couldn't make it out as Amy wiggled it open with her fingers and dropped the lid on the bed. She took out two black leather cuffs, fixed together with a silver clasp, before dropping them on the bed. Another pair of black cuffs followed. Then some silky straps. Then some rope. Then a blindfold mask. "This is a starter restraint kit." She said, as if she were explaining a complex kitchen gadget to one of the children. Now she looked at him. "I loved it, really loved it, when your hands were bound the other night. I thought we could explore that some more. You tie me up. I tie you up. We edge each other. Isn't that hot?"
Miguel just nodded. He didn't know what else to do or say. Amy reached into the second box again and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. Holding it up she said. "I thought we could get some slippy stuff to help with the next purchase." She tossed the bottle on the bed and her hand returned to the cardboard box. It reappeared holding a smaller box. Amy rotated it so Miguel could read the words and see what was on the front of the box.
"Bullet vibrator." Miguel said, turning his head to read the words. "Ok. That looks fun." He said, as he eyed the picture of the sex toy on the box.
"I had to throw my old one out, remember? We left the batteries in too long and they corroded inside. That's a life lesson right there; use the vibrator more regularly." Amy said with a smirk.
