This is the first chapter in Erotic Renaissance. The series explores the sexual escapades of a married couple expanding the definition of monogamy in their sex life. The story is not entirely fiction, nor is it entirely non-fiction. Enjoy...
Lorraine examined the small white envelope her husband Jay had left on the bathroom counter before leaving that morning. It had her name printed on the front in Jay's less than stylish block print and appeared to contain a card inside. She carefully separated the fold enclosing it, not wanting to destroy the envelope in case she needed to re-insert the contents and pretend she hadn't opened it. It was date night and she knew she would be working late so wanted to make sure she still had an excuse if the card contained instructions she couldn't finish before their pre-arranged date. Both kids would be on overnight trips for their junior high tennis team and she and Jay would have the run of the house this evening, so even if she was a little late getting home she knew they would have all night to spend together.
Inside, as expected was a small white index size card. Printed in the same block lettering as found on the envelope was the following:
"Dungeon Night - You will find a package on your dresser in the closet. Inside the package you will find the only acceptable clothing I will tolerate from my play thing this evening. You will be mine to command. If you follow instructions I will make sure you have a pleasurable evening. If you don't follow instructions...well I don't recommend that. Your safe word is Tangerine"
Hmm. Jay is getting a little kinky. But this might be fun. She wasn't usually submissive and generally liked to be a pretty active participant in their lovemaking. But she wasn't opposed to letting Jay have his way with her tonight. It could be nice to just do what he told her too. But the outfit? She quickly walked to their closet where she found a black bag on top of her dresser. Opening it she pulled out a black latex corset and black latex underwear that had a zipper down the middle. Okay then, she thought to herself this could be interesting.
Before any of "Dungeon Night" was going to happen she had a full day of work. As a lawyer with her own small firm she was always busy and today, the last Friday of the month, was almost certainly not going to be an exception. On the way to work she reflected on how much fun their recent date nights had been. Their love life had become stagnant over the last decade as their children moved from pre-school, to middle school and now junior high. Every evening seemed to be dedicated to making sure the kids got home from school, then to sports practices, then dinner, then the fight to make them take showers, brush their teeth, and get in bed at a decent hour. By the time that was all finished she was usually exhausted and the best she usually had to offer her husband, who seemed constantly horny, was at best a quickie and more often than not a promise to "play tomorrow".
Over the last few months, both she and Jay had made a concerted effort to re-invest in the intimate side of their relationship. This included both setting aside time for each other through dedicated "date nights" but also making sure they each had time to take care of themselves. Lorraine had started running again and went to a yoga class two days a week. Her 5'3" frame, while not as bouncy as it had been at eighteen, was once again fit enough that her bottom was firm and her tummy was trim. Added to that she had invested in a breast augmentation last year and her formerly small B size breasts were now a very tasteful C. While she had never seen herself as a sex goddess, she had noticed that Jay was always checking her out lately and squeezing her bottom when the kids weren't looking. While she might not admit it to Jay, she found the attention flattering and was glad that he still found her attractive.
Once she arrived at the office Lorraine immediately stepped into her professional role. They had several large cases currently in progress with different corporate clients and as the lead attorney on those cases she spent most of the day reviewing notes from staff and handing out instructions to the junior attorney's on her staff.
One of her newest hires, Julia Stamos, required a lot of oversight. The young woman was high energy and would ultimately be a great asset for the firm, but fresh out of law school she was constantly displaying a lack of real world experience. Her most recent report assessing the legal risks of a current client was 90% esoteric points that would never actually be an issue in the current corporate environment. She spent twenty minutes of her busy morning with the eager newbie perched on the edge of her seat in Lorraines office saying "yes ma'am" as Lorraine went line by line through the report explaining why each item was not likely to be a real life problem.
By the end she could tell the young woman was discouraged and she offered a smile and words of encouragement before dismissing her to re-write the report. As she watched Julia's trim figure exit her office she caught herself admiring the woman's cute bottom that even her professional knee length skirt couldn't hide. She hoped she looked as good despite the twelve additional years she had on the girl who was all of twenty-six years old.
At lunch she spent a few extra moments in her private restroom in anticipation of the evening to come. Her brunette hair looked good. A recent visit to her hairdresser had it shiny and smooth, curving around her heart shaped face before resting on her shoulders. She was blessed with beautiful skin and rarely needed makeup, but usually wore some red or dark pink lipstick when she and Jay would go out. Her skin was fair but never needed blush as it always pinked up when Jay got her excited. She confirmed her dark eyebrows and thick eyelashes were in good shape before unbuttoning her skirt and sliding it down to the middle of her thighs.
Her no-line panties looked good covering the soft mound between her thighs and she pulled them down to confirm that the grooming she had done in the shower the night before was as it should be. Running her finger along each side she confirmed her lips were shaved and smooth and the patch of dark hair above her bare slit was neat and trimmed. She felt her pussy growing moist and blushed thinking about how easy it would be to use the edge of the sink as a substitute for the wands she and Jay frequently used during their play time.
The afternoon flew by and after finishing the most pressing of her remaining work commitments Lorraine was able to leave just after five p.m., not early, but thankfully not too late either. As she drove through the streets of their town in Virginia about forty miles north of Washington D.C. Lorraine wondered what they were going to do for their date night. When they lived closer to D.C. they frequently went out to restaurants and museums downtown but since having children and moving further out of the city their dates had mostly been limited to theaters and casual dining places near their home. Somehow she didn't expect tonight's "date" to involve dining in public. Even though she usually enjoyed getting out, after keeping everyone in line at work today she was thinking it might be nice to just stay in and do what she was told...
After parking her three row, "soccer mom"SUV in their two car garage she entered their well appointed 4 bedroom house. With the kids both gone it was quiet and though Jay's car had been in the garage she knew he likely was getting his work out as that was his first order of business every day when he got home. Walking through the kitchen she first noticed a dozen red roses on the island. No dinner prepping though. Maybe they would be going out? Leaning in, she inhaled the heady scent of the beautiful bouquet before heading towards the rear of the house and the master bedroom where she and Jay could safely unwind from the usual tumult of their junior high children. The cleaning lady was here today and everything was clean and neat. She could already feel herself letting go, starting to anticipate a little adventure tonight.
Turning the light on their bathroom her eyes were drawn to another envelope waiting by her sink. Striding quickly over to it, she noticed the same block print from this morning with another simple "LAURA" written on the front.
Quickly opening it she removed the card and read:
"From this point forward you are mine to toy with. Shower, pay particular attention to cleaning your nether regions front and rear. When you are finished, have a seat on the chair provided in your closet, notify me via text, and place the blindfold on I have provided in the bag with your attire. I am "Master" to you for the remainder of the evening. You may moan, cry, howl, grunt and pant, but I expect no words from you from this point forward unless you intend to stop the proceedings with your safe word "tangerine"."
Wow, she thought. This was bold. She knew Jay wanted to have anal sex with her but she had made it very clear years ago she didn't intend to let him do that with her. Not that she didn't enjoy it when he would occasionally put his thumb against her bottom when she rode him reverse cowgirl, but she found it embarrassing to discuss and couldn't imagine it being anything but dirty. Zero chance she was going to let him put his penis in there. "Tangerine" she thought. I really hope I don't have to use that. It would probably ruin the mood.
Thinking about ways she could fill her role as "slave" and yet still avoid disappointing Jay with her "off limits" anatomy she stripped off her business skirt and blouse while the shower began to steam the room. If this was going to work she needed to just let go. The master had all the responsibility here she decided, she would just be a good slave and do what she was told. If it didn't feel good, he damn well better pick up on that. If it hurt there was always "tangerine". Still, knowing Jay, she didn't think that would be necessary. He wouldn't force her to do something she didn't want to. Instead she closed her eyes, cleared her mind, and took a shower, letting the water run all over her body. Her fingers slid through her hair, shampoo and conditioner went in and out of her scalp, and she let her imagination run wild with all the things the Master would do to her body if she allowed him.
Once she was clean she stepped from the shower and towel dried before donning her appointed attire. He had done well picking her outfit, the latex was snug, but not uncomfortable and the cold metal of the zipper in the front of her new "panties" kissed the clean-shaven skin from her clitoral hood to the soft skin between her vagina and ass. The corset left her breast exposed and the way they jutted proudly from her chest made her feel like a sex object. And she suddenly realized how wet this was making her. She was literally a sex toy for her master now, God this was going to be fun she thought. She sat on the chair texted Jay "I'm ready Master" and then slipped the blindfold on without hesitation.
Jay had been turned on all day long. Thinking about what his beautiful wife would look like in the outfit he had bought her had him leaking pre-cum all over his boxers. Probably showing up on his scrub pants as he walked out of the hospital. She was the consummate professional. Reserved at work, an incredible mother to the children, she was also ravishing when her clothing was off. When she was turned on he would catch glimpses of a sexual tigress and when he made her cum she would let go with complete abandon herself to the moment. They both worked long hours and what time wasn't spent at work had been consumed by their kids these last few years. Still he insisted on one or two couples trips each year and without exception from the moment they checked into their room at the resort du jour she would be up for almost anything he suggested.
