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I look at my handsome husband and tears trickle down my cheeks.*"Alexandria? Baby, it's okay. It was just a bad dream," Jake says, pulling me into his chest.Tell him. Tell him now."Jake, it wasn't a bad dream. I wasn't screaming in fear." I say and then pause, unable to look him in his deep brown eyes. "I was screaming because I was cumming ... I mean dreaming about cumming.""What? You had a sex dream?" he asks lifting my chin up to face him."Yes."He hugs me tighter whispering in my ear, "Baby, that's okay. Why are you crying about it?"I pull away and sit up looking down at him. "There is more to it than that, Jake.""I don't understand," he says running his hand up and down my neck, trying to calm me."I love you. You know I do. But ... but ... I want more."Jake sits up looking concerned. "What do you mean, Alexandria? What is this about?"Tell him."I want more in our sex life."He suddenly looks*angry as my words sink in. Oh no, the fragile male ego."You don't like sex with me? You always orgasm. Wait ... don't you?""See, I don't want to make you angry. I love making love with you. And I do orgasm. I just long for more ... more than what we are doing. Other things really turn me on. Different things. So, I dream about what I wish our sex life was like."Jake shakes his head, clearly frustrated. "I don't understand. What do you want our sex life to be like? This doesn't sound like you. You don't sound like my wife right now.""You are getting angry; I can tell. This is why I didn't tell you," I say crying harder."Alexandria, just tell me now. What are you not happy about? I love you and want to make you happy; this is just taking me by surprise. This doesn't seem like you. I always made love to you the way I thought you wanted to make love. What do you want?"I choke back my tears and blurt out, "I want to be tied up. I want to be spanked. I was to fuck in the car, on the balcony on vacation, in the sand, in the pool. I want to play with toys. I want to try things in my ass. And I am Lexi in my dreams - not conservative Alexandria."Jake's mouth is literally almost touching the bed now. I feel bad for him. I know he doesn't recognize the woman in his bed right now.*"I read Fatih escort bayan stories on Lush. That is where most of my erotic ideas come from. I get so excited I cum ... just from reading them and envisioning us doing this stuff they write about," I continue."What is Lush?""It is a website that publishes erotic stories. Let me go get something. I will be right back."I get up and quickly leave the room with Jake still staring in disbelief.I return to our bed and hand Jake a piece of paper.*"Read these and maybe you can understand. I wrote down a list of some stories I really relate to: 'Don't Burn The Gravy', 'The Roadtrip', and 'Tales From the Road: Shower For Two'. I really want you to read them. And you can read more stories in my favorite categories, BDSM and spanking.""What are they about?" he asks, staring down at the list."Well, 'The Roadtrip'*is about steamy sex while riding in a car. 'Shower for Two'*is about a couple having anal sex inside a shower at a truck stop.*Scenes from the former would definitely make the long drives to your parent's house more enjoyable," I giggle, winking at him, trying desperately to lighten the mood. "I don't know why, but I crave the excitement of having sex in a public place too.*And 'Don't Burn the Gravy'*will describe some of the spanking and dominance things that arouse me."*"Dominance? You want to be dominated?" Jake responds, shaking his head back and forth. "I don't understand. You are so take-charge with your job and have been so 'let me do it my way' in your*life. This doesn't seem like you at all - to want someone to tell you what to do.""True. I do like to be in control of most of my life. But, it is stressful. I think that is why I would like you to dominate me some in the bedroom. When I read these stories, I feel like the man dominating can be relied on. You know? Like he has me ... I can lean on him.""You don't think you can lean on me?" Jake says the hurt look in his eyes piercing my heart.Grabbing his hand, I say, "Of course, I can count on you, babe. It is just ... just ... a different feeling. So hard to explain."*"And explain the spanking, babe," he continues, looking Escort Fındıkzade a little concerned. "I mean ... spanking typically hurts ... I don't want to hurt you.""I don't want an extreme spanking. I don't want to*be bruised or really hurt. There is just something about being in that position and the trust I give to you that really really really turns me on. Maybe I won't like it. I don't know. Just the thought of it has always excited me. I would enjoy you just swatting my bottom every now and again in public too. I want you to do it when I am a little fussy or stressed. My instincts tell me it would really help relieve whatever negative thing was going on inside me. Maybe it won't though."*"You surprised me with this, but feel me. I am getting hard listening to you talk right now. Us trying different things does turn me on," he says placing my hand on his hard cock.*I smile, gently stroking him, snuggling in closer, and say softly,*"The thoughts of me submitting myself to you turns me on, Jake. And I want to fulfill other fantasies too - stroke you in the movie theatre - go down on you*while we drive to your parents.""I will read your stories, baby," he says and then kisses me softly.We make love with a little more intensity this time. Maybe we are fueled with thoughts of the possibilities of what lies ahead for us.~~The next dayI walk in the door from work and see Jake sitting on the couch, with an unusual look on his face."Hi. What's going on?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows."I read your stories and learned a few things."Silence.Then, he says sternly, "And what's going on is I have been thinking about the fact that my wife has kept secrets from me. And I don't like it.""Look ... Jake I am ..."*He cuts me off with "Sorry? Honey, sorry isn't enough sometimes. Withholding information is a close cousin to lying. I need to make sure you don't do it anymore.""But ...""Come here. I need ... to make sure ... you don't do it ... anymore," he cuts me off again, repeating his words slowly.Surprised by this unfamiliar attitude, I hesitantly walk towards him.*"Bend over my lap," he commands, but I see a little upturn to his lips.What? Gaziosmanpaşa escort bayan Oh my gosh, what is he doing? "What?""I said, 'Bend over my lap'," he repeats. His eyes tell me he is dead serious in his request.Words can't describe how I feel at this moment. Is he really going to spank me? I had read about this scenario so many times ... longed for it ... is it really happening? I start to shake a little. Reading about a spanking and getting one could be two different things.He grabs my hand to pull me down. Biting my lower lip, I awkwardly position my body across his lap. Not sure what to do with my hands, I just raise them above my head, nervously stroking the soft material of the couch. Jake scooches me forward to where my ass is centered across his lap. My heart races. I do not know what to expect.Jake starts rubbing my ass through my skirt and says to me. "We have been married for three years, Lexi. For three years, you kept this secret from me, your husband, so I think spanking you for one minute for each year would be an appropriate punishment."Oh my goodness, he called my Lexi. I love that he just called me Lexi.I also admit I love the feel of his hand rubbing my ass. Not gonna lie, the realization I am about to be spanked scares me a little. Will it really hurt? Three minutes is nothing, right?"Yes, Jake," I murmur, trying to comprehend this is really happening, and not just a dream.After deafening silence for what seems like forever, I sense he is hesitant too about this and reach one of my hands back - he grabs it and squeezes. Then, he releases my hand and Smack! He delivers the first spank to my right cheek. I jump and it stings a little, but the feeling is muffled through the material of my skirt. Then, Smack! Smack! Smack! as he alternates cheeks. I flinch just a little bit.He stops and leans his head down and whispers, "You alright, babe?" I nod yes, trying to comprehend all these new feelings flooding every fiber of my being.He abruptly raises me back up and says, "Take off your skirt and panties, Lexi."Oh my goodness. His words raise every hair on my body. I stand up and try to hold his eye contact while I reach underneath my skirt and slide my panties down, followed by my skirt. I have, of course, been naked in front of my husband many times. But, this feels different - way different."Back down, babe. You know I am doing this for us. Secrets are not good between a man and a wife. And the clock had not started yet. The other was just a warm-up."