It was their tenth anniversary, and and were settled into the hotel room Tony had booked for them, sipping some wine. The two of them had figured that 10 years was probably something worth celebrating, so they had grabbed a room for the weekend.
Tony seemed a bit nervous as he pulled something out of his bag. "So, um...I brought something for us to do.." he said, handing his wife the box.
She glanced down, a little surprised to be looking at a card game for adults. She wasn't exactly the "adult game" type, though it didn't surprise her that her husband would be interested. She had always been very vanilla and timid in the bedroom, and while he tried to encourage her to be a bit more playful, they had seemingly come to a quiet understanding. But it was their anniversary, and she was willing to try something new for him.
"What kind of game is this?" she asked curiously, examining the box.
"It's a couples game," Tony replied with a mischievous smile. "Each card has a challenge for either the man or the woman to perform."
Allie raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the idea. She had to admit, it sounded like it could be fun. "And what kind of challenges are we talking about?" she asked, her curiosity getting the best of her.
"Oh, just some fun and flirty things to spice up our weekend," Tony replied, trying to play it cool. The truth was he hadn't really even thought to look at what the challenges were--he just liked the idea of playing something a bit more kinky with his wife.
Allie chuckled and took a sip of her wine. "Alright, let's give it a try," she said, surprising them both a little.
Tony gestured to his wife. "Ladies first."
Allie cleared her throat and drew a card. As she read it, her face reddened a bit.
The challenge on the card instructed her to blindfold Tony and tease him with various objects she found in the room. Allie felt a rush of nerves at the suggestion. She was not used to taking the lead in their intimate moments, but she could tell Tony was completely invested in the game.
With a playful glint in her eye, Allie reached for the silk scarf Tony had packed in his suitcase and gently tied it around his eyes. "Well this is fun." he said.
As she rummaged through the room, Allie found a feathered pen on the desk and a chilled ice cube from the minibar. She lightly traced the feather along Tony's neck, feeling a thrill at his sharp intake of breath.
Encouraged by his response, she moved closer, the feather dancing along his skin in soft, teasing strokes.
Tony's hands clenched at his sides as he tried to hold back a shiver. Allie could see the effect she was having on him and couldn't help but feel a thrill of empowerment. It was exhilarating to take control, to see her husband surrendering to her touch.
Tony squirmed beneath her ministrations, his other senses heightened by the loss of sight.
Encouraged by how he had responded, Allie leaned in to his ear and whisper "your turn." She sat back down, feeling both empowered and a little embarassed by her own reaction. Tony took off his blindfold. "Well, I think I'm gonna like this game..." he teased as he grabbed his card, his own face a bit flushed.
The truth was, Tony was hiding his own awkwardness. He had never once thought of Allie in a more leading or dominant role, and was surprised to find how aroused he had been by it.
As he read the card to himself, his face flushed and Allie could tell he was flustered and surprised.
"What does it say?" she asked.
He cleared his throat. "Um..it says, for the next turn for each of you, sit on the floor in front of your partner, only looking up at her with her permission."
"Oh." Allie said simply in surprise.
Tony actively avoided her eyes as he took his place at her feet. He wasn't sure how he felt about this, but he couldn't be the first to try to get out of a challenge.
Allie watched, her breathe catching a bit at the sight of her husband, sitting on the floor by her feet, unable to look at her without her granting permission. She felt a little rush of something she hadn't felt before.
"Ok..um..my turn I guess." She said as she reached for the card.
Her voice was low as she read the card, her heart fluttering. "Have your partner stand in front of you and strip. Make a point of inspecting him to see if he is up to your standards."
Allie felt a rush of nerves as she looked at Tony for his response. He looked up at her, surprised by the card. "What kind of game.."
Before she could stop herself, she quietly cut him off "You're not supposed to look at me. Unless I say. Remember."
Tony's eyes widened a bit in surprise and then looked away. He got up, still muttering a bit to himself. He felt exposed, vulnerable under his wife's gaze--a completely new feeling as he began to unbutton his shirt.
Allie's eyes followed his every move, a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty swirling within her.
As Tony stripped off his shirt, revealing his toned chest and defined muscles, Allie couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. She had never seen him in this light before, each inch of skin bared before her scrutiny.
Tony swallowed nervously, trying to maintain his composure as he kicked off his shoes and removed his pants. Standing before Allie in only his boxers, he waited for her next move with bated breath.
Allie's eyes roamed over Tony's body, taking in every detail as she pretended to inspect him. She could see the tension in his muscles, the vulnerability in his eyes, and a newfound sense of power washed over her.
Her voice was quiet, almost hesitant as she said "Boxers too."
Tony was never shy about exposing himself in front of his wife. On the contrary, he seemed to seek out the opportunity to do so. So it was weird to Allie to see him like this, hesitating, clearly feeling uncomfortable. He reached down, pulling down his boxers.
Allie watched as her husband's arousal sprang free, eyeing it critically. She felt a sudden rush of emotion, a mix of desire, fear, and a strange sense of power.
"Hmmm...." she said, pretending to inspect him. "Not bad."
Tony glanced up at her, surprised. Emboldened by her growing arousal, Allie quickly spoke up "Did I say you could look at me?"
Tony got obviously flustered. "No..sorry..." he said, looking away.
Allie couldn't believe how turned on she was by this game. It was unlike anything she had ever done before and it was making her arousal grow stronger with each challenge.
"Your turn," she said, her voice steady.
Tony nodded, feeling small, exposed. He reached out, grabbing his next card.
"Oh, Jesus..." he muttered as he read the card to himself. Allie couldn't help but smirk. She liked this game.
"Well?" she asked.
Tony cleared his throat. "It says you get to choose an outfit for me to wear for the rest of the night. And..I have to wear it."
Allie couldn't help but laugh at the card. This was a role reversal she never imagined. "Oh, really?" she said, trying to keep a straight face.
Allie stood up, her eyes scanning the room for something suitable, a mischievous grin on her face. She thought of all the times he had bought her lingerie without ever asking her if she would like it, just expecting that he would wear whatever he bought like a good little wife. So revealing and uncomfortable, just to please him. Her eyes twinkled with the opportunity to flip the tables a bit.
Tony watched nervously as his wife rummaged through her suitcase. Allie finally emerged from the pile of clothes with a victorious smile on her face. In her hand she held a skirt, one he had bought her. She had insisted it was too short, too revealing, but he had bought it anyway.
"Jesus Allie you can't be serious!" He exclaimed.
"Are you looking at me again?" she said in response, and the firm command in her voice shocked her husband. She was enjoying this twist, the power starting to get to her.
He looked aware, increasingly uncomfortable with the newfound control his wife was having.
She handed him the skirt.
Tony couldn't believe this was happening. Reluctantly, he took the short skirt from her and cautiously began to step into it, looking down all the time, making sure not to make the mistake of looking at her face again.
The tight skirt hugged his waist and rode up his thigh, leaving little to the imagination. He stood in front of his wife, only in a short skirt, his arousal strained against the fabric, and he knew he must look ridiculous.
Allie struggled to stiffle a laugh. "Oh I was right." She said, teasing. "It does make you look like a little slut."
Tony's face burned red with embarrassment.
"My turn!" his wife said brightly, her initial hesitation quickly fading away.
"Ooo.." she said, now enjoying as she read it. "You told your spouse to do the dishes while you were out, but you came home to a sink full of dirty dishes. Take him over your knee and show him what happens when he doesn't listen."
Tony couldn't help but feel a rush of dread as she read the card. He looked up at her, his eyes wide with surprise and a hint of fear. "Allie... this... this isn't..." he trailed off, not sure how to argue a game that he had bought and suggested.
Allie smirked, seeing the shock on his face. "Hey, this was your idea. Now, I think you need to learn a lesson for not following instructions." She sat down on the chair. "Over my knee, baby." she said, patting her knee.
Tony hesitated for a moment, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and apprehension. But the game was his idea, and he knew he had to follow through.
With a deep breath, he slowly approached the chair, his eyes never leaving the floor. He reached the chair and, without looking up, bent across his wife's lap. He felt the skirt ride up, revealing even more of him to his wife.
Allie's eyes widened as she saw her husband's submission, feeling a rush of power and desire. She could see the humiliation in his eyes.
"I've told you before, I want you to help more around the house," she said softly, her lips close to Tony's ear.
She raised her hand and brought it down hard on Tony's ass, watching his body jerk from the sudden impact.
