Shae Things Up
Loving Wives Story

Shae Things Up

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spaning cat and mouse married mf
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"We're going to be late." My husband called up the stairs. I had been ready for some time now. But date night felt so typical, and I wanted things to be different. I was over the boring dinner and the same restaurant where we order the same food, talk about the same thing. I wanted something new.

So now, here I was being petty. Pouting in the bathroom waiting for his patience to run thin. That man had a lot of patience. I heard him groan in exasperation. "Okay," I said to the mirror. "He's your husband and you love him. Who cares if it's boring now." I opened the door and plastered a smile on my face before running directly into his chest.

"I'm boring?" He stared at me.

"No..honey," I move my mousey hair behind my ear. "It's just..." I smacked my lips together. Honesty had always been our vow. "Every friday night, your mom takes the kids. And every night we go to Paulos. I eat the free bread you slurp loudly on soup. We talk about work, kids and it's just so predictable." He looked down at her without any tell on what he was thinking.

"You want a different night?" He lifted my chin with his finger. I kept my eyes down. If I look into this man's eyes now, I'm going to be wet all night. Ten years of marriage and he still is the most handsome man I've ever seen. "Shake things up?" He continued, "Look at me." I swallowed and flutter my eyelids before looking up at him through my lashes. "Okay." He took my silence for his own answer. He grabbed my hand and led me down the stairs.

"Babe, it's okay really. I love our time together. It's not a big deal." I tried to comfort. He led me into the little book nook he created for me.

"Pick one."

"What?" My eyebrows smoosh together.

"Pick one." He states, and so I turn to my shelf and bite my lip. He must of caught a side view of me biting my lip cause I felt his hand go to my neck and he groaned a bit pushing his body into my back side. I love how I can turn this man on in the heat of the moment. His lips press on my shoulder, his hand on my neck and the power hold has my core awakening. I shakily run my fingertips over my large book collection-- all of which I've read. Never will I buy a book and not read it. His dominating stance behind me cause me to crave more. So I grab a dark romance filled with smut off my shelf, a large portion of my books are smut. I pull a dark covered book off the shelf. The name of the book is severely misleading. The darkness of the book expresses the deep need for therapy for the author.

"Explain the book to me." I blush as I remember the scenes.

"There's this girl, she's works at--"

"Not the basic stuff. Tell me what dark fantasy you played out in that pretty little head of yours when you read this." His voice growls in my ear, his other hand moves towards my stomach holding me snuggly against him.

"She--"

"You." He corrects.

"I. I and the guy--you" I correct, "are camping. He-- I mean you, went out of the tent for a moment to check something and I get nervous alone in the tent. So I climb out and find a note." He pushes his hardening cock into my well formed ass.

"And what's the note say." I open the book to a small pink tag I left by the paragraph. My core was starting to ache as I was about to read it.

"If I catch you, I fuck you."

"Did she run?" His voice no more than a rumbling in my ear, I nod. "Doesn't she want to be fucked?" I blush, we've never used those words before.

"She was mad at him, before he left the tent."

His hand slid down to my pussy, over my dress he moved his hand deep.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No." I said breathlessly. He hoisted my dress up and pulls my panties aside. He pauses.

"I'm mad at you." My stomach drops and I try to turn to face him. But the hand on my neck wraps around to the front. "I made a reservation at your favorite place, where you love to eat all the bread. We talk about everything that's happened since last Friday. We go home and I give you an orgasm before you drift into sleep. And you decide it's not good enough." His hand hovers over my clit and I push my hips out to make contact but he slaps it when I try. I squeal.

"I'm sorry."

"I'll make you a deal. I catch you I spank you."

"What?" I blurted out.

"Hard." His hand touches my mound and his fingers slip between my folds, making contact with my clit. He circles his fingers around my slit making me forget everything and start bucking into his hand. He turns my face to him. "You like that?"

"Yes." I whisper aching for a release.

"Bad girls don't get pleasures. Good girls do. What are you?" His hand circling my clit, I'm so wet and on fire. I ache for more. He stops. "What are you?"

"A bad girl." I swallow feeling awkward saying those words. Dropping my book and sliding my own fingers down to finish the job. He grabs both my hand with one hand and lifts them up above my head. He pushes them to the spines of the books. My palms feel the smoothness of the books. He lifts up the back of my dress. His free hand run over my ass. And then to my utter shock, a hard smack hits my cheek. I shriek out and grab to the books. My nails digging into the spines.

"If I catch you. I spank you." He repeats. He let's me go and I stand up and turn to him. His face serious. "You have ten seconds to get a head start. I will catch you." He lifts his arm up to his chest as he looks at his watch. "Ten. Nine.--" I didn't think he was serious but as he hit 'six' I wasn't going to wait around to find out I started running in my tiny house. My heart thudding against my ribs. I took to the stairs as he said 'two' and dove into our bedroom and under the bed. I heard him feet take two steps at a time. I swallowed as he walked towards the bathroom. I heard the shower curtain rustling. This is crazy, I thought. He wouldn't actually. My nipples hardened at the thought. My fantasies had always included spankings, something about them made my center pool with desire. The chase seemed to trigger something deep in me that I didn't realize I enjoyed.

His footsteps came into the room. My breathing was so loud that I held it, trying to steady my heart beat as he went around the bed. I heard his footsteps retreat to the other side and I slowly let out my breath quietly. And after silence had been my friend for a moment I relaxed my head on my forearms and exhaled again. Hands grasped my ankles and pulled me out from under the bed in one swift move.

"Got you babe." I screamed and tried to clawed my way back under the bed. A hard hand came down on my ass and I froze. My butt warmed and my core was on a full blaze. "You need to find better hiding spots. Next time perhaps." Next time?

"Now, your punishment." His leg went on my thighs forcing me to lay on my stomach beside the bed. I reached up and grabbed the sheet on our bed. Thwack! I clutched the fabric hard. His hand smoothed over his handy work dipping his fingers down to my pussy. He pushed his finger inside me and I bucked against the floor. Moaning out I pull at the sheet, being my anchor in my sexual haze.

"You like this almost as much as I do." He kept a probing finger in me for a moment more. And when he withdrew and smack came down again and the another. I whimpered out. It was four smacks and I felt like it was my tipping point. Another smack and I might actually cry. His leg lifts up. And I turn over to face him. He doesn't wait for an awkward conversation, he stands up, and unzips his pants pulling them down. His large hand grasps his big dick and he slowly strokes it watching me. I watch his hand move and it turns me on watching him stroke himself standing above me. I get on my knees and open my mouth.

And groans as he pushes his hot dick inside. His hand leaves his dick and comes to the back of my head he leads my bobbing at his tempo and I oblige. My own desire begging for release. He pushes his cock deep in me and I take it like the good girl I am. He fists my hair and pulls me off his dick. A string of drool connects the two of us before the distance is too much and snaps. He lifts me up and lays me on the bed. His hand releases my hair and fondles my breasts. The bra being in the way he pulls my tit's up. My nipples go hard at their newfound freedom and he engulfs one in his mouth shooting spasms of ecstasy attacking my pussy. His free hand slides two fingers into me and he pushes them deep and pulls them almost out before plunging them into me again. I want to cum. I am moaning and writhing in a wave that hasn't quite hit yet.

"Oh yes." I moan. He pulls his fingers put and holds them for me to see.

"Look at how wet you are." I bite my lip embarrassed and he uses those fingers to unbite my lip. "You have no idea what you biting your lip does to me." My lips glossed with my own fluids he pulled up and kisses me. My taste mingling between us. He pulls away and trails kisses down my body before his face is between my legs. I grab the hand with the fingers that had been in me and keep it near my mouth. He takes his other hands and not breaking eye contact he pulls back my folds making a 'V' shape with his fingers. His eyes are on me and I watch him as he lowers his mouth to my clit. His tongue circles the nub and as he does so I suck his fingers. He begins softly pumping his fingers in my mouth. As he devour my pussy. His tongue swirling and my hips involuntarily buck towards him and he growls as he pushes his mouth hard onto my throbbing clit. His fingers dipping to the back of my throat and I feel a wave hit me hard. My free hand grabs the back of his head and I hold him there as I ride his mouth.

When I come down, he's positioning his cock at my entrance.

"Wait, I want to be on top." He grins with a dark twinkle in his eye. He lays on his back, and I hold his hard giant cock with my small hand as I slide myself onto it. Small waves of pleasure shoot up my spine as I moan and groan taking him deep. His eyes roll back and his hands instinctively grasp my hips. He starts to move me the way he likes and I comply. His one hands forces itself to release my thick hip as he gives a sharp smack and I inhale quick and I begin to start bouncing on his cock. He rewards my efforts with another smack.

"You take my cock so well." He says and I tilt my pelvis twerking on his hard long cock, mewing at his praise. "Oh good girl." His hand comes up and grasps my hair pulling it. His other arm bracing around my back and he kisses me as he thrusts below me. I moan into his mouth at the mention of praise. "You know how to please your man so well." I bite his shoulder and he restricts my movement tightening his grip on my hair. My tit's are bouncing with every thrust and I grab them and fondle them. He releases my hair and lays back down and I bounce on his cock as my nipples twist in my fingers. He groans as he watches the show. I know what he likes. His hands land back on my hips and he thrusts up irregularly and I know he's about to finish and so am I.

"You gonna cum for me baby?" He gurgles a reply. And he pulls my hips hard down on him and it set the both of us off.

"I feel your hot cum in me." I cry out as I climax around his throbbing cock.

Falling beside him and lay against his side. We don't speak for a moment. Enjoying the bliss of release.

"Prepare to pick another book next Friday." He says with a soft smack on my thigh. My core throbs once more.

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