"Fuck, yes." A feminine moan of pleasure followed the words. 

I crept down the hallway, my footsteps silent. I'd come home early to surprise Livvie, but it was me that was getting the surprise. I certainly hadn't expected to walk through the front door and hear her cry out like that. We'd been together long enough that I knew exactly how she sounded while getting fucked. And that moan was it. I swallowed and slowed my pace. I didn't want to step into our bedroom and see something that would change my life. No, Livvie would never cheat on me. 

Taking a deep breath, I moved forward those last few steps and with an inhale of air for courage, I pushed the cracked bedroom door fully open. Well, fuck me. A naked Livvie was sprawled on our bed, one hand between her legs, fingers circling her clit then disappearing inside her wet pussy, and the other hand kneading her breast. 

"Oh, god, Gareth," she whimpered, her back arched. My cock grew hard, but she was too beautiful that I didn't want to disturb her just yet. Not until she climaxed. Thankfully, I didn't have to wait long. Her fingers franticly rubbed her clit and she squeezed and plucked her nipple, pinching it so hard, the whiteness of the tip stood out. 

Her whole body writhed and finally, Livvie shuddered and cried out her orgasm. She collapsed, her breathing ragged and harsh in the room. 

"That was so fucking sexy." 

She screeched and dragged the sheet over her nakedness. Her wide eyes landed on me and fire shot through them. "You scared the shit out of me." 

I stepped into the room, tugging my shirt over my head at the same time, before tossing it to the ground. "Sorry. I just hated to disturb the gorgeous picture you made." 

Livvie's gaze followed my movements. My hands went to my belt buckle next followed by my button and zipper. I reached the bed and toed off my shoes before pushing my pants and briefs down. They fell and pooled at my feet.

"What are you doing?" she asked with narrowed eyes full of suspicion. 

I crawled across the bed. "What does it look like I'm doing? You had yourself an appetizer, but now it's time for the main course." 

My lips covered hers and no more words were spoken until I shifted and something hard stuck my hip. I winced and pulled the offending item out from beneath me. "What is this?" 

Livvie snatched the book out of my hand. "Nothing." 

"It definitely looks like something. Come on. Why won't you let me see it?" In a flash I reached out and snagged it out of her grasp, pivoting my body away. 

She tried clawing the book out of my hands, but I jumped from the bed. She sagged back in defeat with a huff. "Fine. If you want to know it's called '50 Shades of Grey' ." 

"Is this what got you all revved up?" I flipped through the pages, stopping where one edge was folded down. My eyes scanned the words and my gaze darted back to meet Livvie's. Her entire chest and face were flushed a bright pink. I went back to the book and kept reading. Was she interested in this sort of thing?

I glanced up and we locked eyes. Her gaze flickered away from mine and she stared down at her lap. Oh, no, I wasn't letting her shy away from this. Making my way back onto the bed, I tipped her chin up so she had to look at me. "Hey, talk to me. Are you embarrassed about this? Because there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Of course I'm mortified. You watched me do...that because of a book." 

I smiled softly at her. "Welcome to the world of nearly every teenage boy. Do you know how many times I jacked off to a Playboy magazine? Plenty. It's not a big deal. I swear." 

Livvie settled down, but her gaze continued to drift away. Was there more to this than what she was telling me? I gently tossed the book onto the nightstand and pulled her against me, rubbing my fingers up and down her arm to try and soothe her. 

"Olivia, you know I love you more than anything. You're my fiancé. We're going to get married and have babies together. You can talk to me about anything. Why are you so embarrassed about this?" I didn't want to presume anything, but the words on the page she'd been reading, or at least the one that had been marked, jumped out at me. 

"I don't want you to think I'm a freak," she finally uttered. 

"Why would I think you're a freak? Was it because of what he was doing to her? I didn't get to see a whole lot of it, but it looked like it might be kind of hot." I would certainly admit to different fantasies and having Livvie draped over my lap, her firm, plump ass right there in front of me, pink with my hand print, most definitely fell in that category. 

"You don't think it's weird that I liked that he was," she paused before dropping her voice to a whisper. "Spanking her?" 

I palmed her cheek and dipped my head so we were eye to eye. There was no way I was letting Livvie feel shame for her sexual desires. "Baby, there is nothing wrong with anything that you think is hot or sexy. It's perfectly natural to have fantasies. As long as you enjoy it and it brings you pleasure."   

She bit her lip, and I held back the groan. Her gaze darted away from mine before returning. "Do you think we could try it?" 

I blinked in surprise, but quickly recovered. "You want me to spank you?" I kept the shock out of the question and asked it gently, letting her lead.  

"Yes, no, I don't know." She shook her head, her palm covered her face. 

I gently tugged it down. Instead of answering, I covered her lips with mine. My tongue begged for entrance and Livvie parted her lips on a sigh. I poured all my love and desire into my kiss, reminding her how much she turned me on. My hand found her breast and I cupped and kneaded the perfect mound, plucking at her pert nipple, the same one she'd shown affection to while she'd pleasured herself. I kept our mouths fused, breathing in her air while my hands roamed and played on the canvas of her body. Livvie was absolutely perfect and breathtaking in every way. 

My mouth followed the path my hand had taken and I pulled her sweet peek in, sucking at the little nub, drawing a breathy moan from her. "God, yes." Her fingers speared my hair and she clutched my head to her breast. "That feels so good." 

I loved that Livvie wasn't shy about telling me what she liked. At least while we were making love. I could only hope that it would spill over to outside the bedroom. That she was never nervous about telling me things she wanted to explore. Like spanking. Before I tasted any further, I pulled away. Her eyelashes fluttered and then her eyes opened fully. I shifted to sitting position and pulled her up before gently guiding her over my lap. Her cheeks were flushed and her breath was coming in short little gasps. 

"Tell me if you don't like this, okay?" 

Livvie nodded hesitantly before whispering, "Okay." 

I really had no idea what I was doing, but I pictured in my head what I would like to do, so I started there. I'd always been an ass man, and my stunning fiance's was absolutely perfect. Lush and firm, with each globe being the right size. I gently caressed her, squeezing her bottom cheeks, and brushing my finger along the crease line under it. Her legs parted the tiniest bit and on the next swoop, I dipped my fingertip between them before pulling back. 


I smacked the right globe, the skin turning a soft shade of pink, before I soothed any sting with a tender stroke. 


Another slap, this time the opposite cheek. I caressed the pink spot, my fingers sliding in between her legs to feel Livvie's wetness. They easily glided through her lower lips, and her moan followed right behind. "I think you like that." 

I continued the same pattern. Spank. Stroke. Then I changed it up and gave her two smacks in a row, each one a little harder than the last. Both of her ass cheeks were red, but she continued to squirm and pant on my lap and with each caress of her pussy, she grew wetter. On the final stroke, I plunged two fingers inside her and Livvie screamed out my name. I thrust in and out and with only a few pumps of my fingers, she clenched down on them, trying to pull them further inside her as her body shook from the orgasm that raced through her. 

While Livvie was still shuddering, I raised her up, positioned her over my cock, and slowly lowered her onto it, keeping my eyes locked on hers. We both groaned. "Ride me, baby." 

My fingers clutched her ass while she rocked her self against me, setting the rhythm. She plunged herself up and down, rolling her hips, chasing yet another orgasm. She wrapped her arms around my neck, tossing her head to flop her hair over one shoulder, and ground her mouth against mine in time with the movement of her pelvis. Our tongues lashed to the same beat as my cock pushing inside her hot, wet pussy.

Livvie gasped against my lips. "Fuck me, Gareth, please." 

Taking control, I gripped her tightly and used my legs to thrust deeper while I raised and lowered her onto me. Sweat coated our skin, and I reached between us to thrum her clit. I held back, but my orgasm was quickly rising. Even though she'd already climaxed twice, I pushed her to the third, and finally, with only a few more flicks to the bundle of nerves, she threw her head back and screamed yet again. 

Her cunt contracted around me, squeezing my cock until it exploded inside her with my seed. Livvie swiveled her hips a little, and I groaned. Our breaths were ragged. She collapsed against my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close to my chest until we both slowed our breathing down. 

Livvie pulled back, her arms still around the back of my neck, and stared at me. "I love you so much." 

"I love you too." I pressed my lips to hers. "So, I take it you liked that?" 

Her cheeks turned a pretty pink that had matched the color of her ass while I spanked it, but she nodded. "Very much." 

I brushed the sweat-stuck hair off her forehead. "Good, I'm glad. You know if there is anything else you read about that you want to explore, don't be afraid to ask."    

She climbed off my lap, and fell back on the bed. I rose and went into the bathroom for a washcloth. Once I'd wiped myself off, I did the same for Livvie, then I crawled into the bed with her. It didn't matter that it was the middle of the afternoon. I pulled her against my side, and she laid her arm across my chest. It was my favorite way to lie in bed together. This closeness I always felt cuddling next to her, her fingers drawing lazy patterns over my heart. 

"What about you? Are there things you've thought about doing?" Her questions were shy. 

They also had me thinking. I had a lot of fantasies; role playing kind of things, but now that the question was out there, it made me realize I didn't really know of anything that I wanted. I'd been happy with how we made love. Livvie satisfied me in every way. But could there be more? 

"I've always wondered what you would look like wearing one of those French maid outfits. You know with the frilly skirt with nothing underneath and that big feather duster. I'd be a successful businessman coming home from work and you'd be the maid I'd hired to clean my penthouse suite. I'd walk in while you were bent over cleaning something, and you'd be fully on display for me. That's definitely high up there in the fantasies I've had." I waggled my eyebrows at her. 

She giggled. "Really, that's something you've thought about?" 

"Oh hell yeah. Talk about sexy. But if you're thinking more along the lines of spanking and that kind of thing, I honestly hadn't considered it. I'm certainly not opposed to trying new things if that's what you'd like. Is there more of that kind of stuff in that book?" I gestured with my chin toward where I'd dropped it on the nightstand. 

"I haven't read all the way through, but Jackie was telling me about this scene where he blindfolds her and uses a crop. It sounds a little painful. Then again, most people probably think a spanking hurts too. I mean, it did, but it also felt really good too." 

"Hmmm," I murmured. I was willing to explore things, but I would never want to hurt Livvie. I wasn't sure there was anyone I could ask either. I needed to learn about this stuff though. Do some research. I knew about kinky stuff, but I didn't really know about it beyond its existence. "Does that interest you?" 

She shrugged a little. "I don't know. I mean, imagining it sounds kind of sexy, but I don't know about real life. I'm kind of nervous. Scared." 

"We don't have to decide anything today. Why don't we do some research? You finish reading your book and if you're comfortable, talk to Jackie. It wouldn't surprise me if she knew a lot about this kind of stuff." 

Her head tilted back and she looked up at me with trust in her beautiful eyes. "What about you? I don't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with. If this is weird for you, we don't have to. I love you. I love how you make love to me. I don't want you to think I'm not satisfied with how things are between us." 

"Baby, I'm all for whatever makes you happy. If you want to try new things and spice it up, I have no objections. I mean, we're going to spend the rest of our lives together. We're bound to get stuck in a rut at some point. And if we do different things sometimes to keep it interesting, then I'm one hundred percent onboard." I dropped a kiss on Livvie's lips. 

"I'm the luckiest woman ever. I love you so much, Gareth." 

"I love you too.”