I was feeling a bit flirty last night. We were drinking whiskey, and he was looking especially attractive. There was something different about him tonight. About his demeanor...

I accidentally mentioned to him that I sometimes post my nudes online. He gave me this look. Of curiosity mixed with hunger. He didn’t say anything more about it, and we changed the subject.

I stood up and started walking towards the kitchen to refill his drink. As I’m pouring, he came up behind me and pressed his body up against mine. He kissed up and down my neck and shoulders. He grabbed my hand and led me into the bedroom and told me to get ready and wait there for him.

I ran straight for the toys. Vibrator, lube, paddle. Threw on the first lingerie I could get off the hangar, a sheer black teddy that It left little to the imagination. this was going to be good.

We met in the middle of the bedroom. He wrapped his hands in my hair and kissed me. Then, without a word; he pushed me down.

I knew exactly what he wanted and I happily went to work; making sure to attend to each part of him and stimulate all the nerve endings I can. I could tell it a was good one; since it made his knees buckle. After a good long few minutes, he was leaning back against the bed, shuddering. I could have made him cum on the spot had he let me keep going.

He stood me back up and lightly tapped me with the paddle. He gave me a smirk at my sudden intake of breath and told me to bend over.

I’m sure my excitement is showing between my legs as I willingly comply.

He asks me how the paddle feels. This is one of the first few times so I give a shaky “good”. He thrusts deep inside me and I give a sudden gasp. He begins his method of teasing, shallow thrusting, and brings up the nude photos; asking me why I posted them. I respond with a breathy : “Because they think Your wife is hot and I knew you’d enjoy knowing that you’re the only one that gets to fuck her. I enjoy teasing them.” He gives me three hard THWAKS from the paddle and a deep thrust.

He asks if I’m sorry. I respond with a yes. Two paddles, my hair pulled back. He leans into my ear and whispers, in an incredibly sexy, low growl “well next time, “ THWAK “you ask me for permission...” THWAK THWAK.

I’m moaning and whimpering. The blows weren’t hard but they certainly weren’t soft. We get into a steady rhythm with our hips. Suddenly, he grabs my hair and begins thrusting shallow. I’m feeling confused and starved; so I throw myself against him to feel him deep. I’m instantly hit by the blow of the paddle and more shallow thrusts. I try again. Same thing, more paddle.

I FINALLY pick up what’s going down in my sex addled brain. I let the shallow thrusts continue and once I’m eager for more, I grit my teeth and throw myself down on him. I’m rewarded with another THWAK of the paddle. We continue this torturous routine until I get to the point of no return. Only then does he throw the paddle aside and give me a thorough fucking.

I didn’t think id be so into the paddling, but it set off something inside me. And with how much he came, I can tell it lit that fire inside him, too.