Jen and Sam had been together since junior high school and neither had been with anyone else when they married right out of school. That had been twenty years ago.
From the very start of their relationship, they'd declared they didn't want kids and Sam had even used condoms even though Jen was on the pill. A few years into the marriage, Sam had a vasectomy.
Sam liked a gamble and Jen didn't mind at first because he only bet on the occasional sports game and it wasn't really that much money. But, gradually, the habit grew and she didn't know he was betting all the time.
They'd always enjoyed a very active sex life -- right until Sam had to tell Jen he'd got in deep with loan sharks to cover his gambling losses. Fat and fire! They were deep in debt and Sam started sleeping in the guest room. Jen thought he was either too ashamed to face her or maybe he was so depressed that he couldn't get it up to satisfy her. She really didn't know or care at that moment-- she just wished he would get his act together and clear up his mess. Meanwhile, she turned to her toys but they weren't satisfying enough, not a long term solution or compensation for real flesh and blood.
When they'd first dated, Sam had loved bondage: tying and gagging Jen, occasionally a little bit of pain. Jen loved it, too, and she trusted Sam implicitly. Now, tossing aside her dildo in her lonely bed, she longed to be taken by Sam, tied up and fucked again.
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It was about five when Jen got home from work and was surprised to see a note from Sam on the kitchen table. It told her to get her STUFF and that he'd be home in a few hours. Jen trembled with excitement, hardly able to believe her eyes. Sam used to leave notes like it all the time and she knew what it meant.
It had been so long since they'd done anything -- let alone anything like this -- that Jen was almost overwhelmed with anticipation. For once, she didn't give a second's thoughts to their lingering financial problem as she ran a hot bubble bath and took a long hot soak, relaxing and making sure she was spotlessly clean. Sam liked to fuck her in all three holes when she was bound and gagged.
After she towel-dried, Jen got her box of STUFF from the bedroom closet. She took out the handcuffs, ballgag, and blindfold, placing them on the bed ready for when Sam texted that he was on his way home. Then she would put everything on.
Waiting for the text seemed like an eternity. When a text arrived on her cellphone, she quickly picked it up to check that it was from Sam. Yes! Her hands were trembling so much Jen didn't think she'd be able to put the stuff on. But, first, she had to go into the front room. When he opened the front door, Sam liked her to be the first thing he saw -- naked on her knees, facing him.
Jen placed the ball in her mouth and secured the straps tightly behind her head. Sam liked it to be tight -- the tighter it was, the farther the ball would go into her mouth and the less noise would escape while he fucked her hard.
