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Click hereI chose a sheer red nylon-and-lace peignoir for myself and slipped into it. I then took Danny by both wrists and led him across the bedroom to my huge walk-in closet. I slipped into the floor-length sheer red nylon and lace dressing gown that matched my peignoir, then slipped my feet into red marabou-trimmed mules with clear Lucite five-inch stiletto heels. Normally, we were about the same height. In these slippers, I towered over my husband, lending me just the right air of authority.
I selected a black silk mid-thigh-length kimono and silently held it open for him. He yielded without a word, turning to allow me to help his arms into the sleeves. I slipped the smooth fabric over his shoulders and turned him to face me. Wrapping the two halves around him, I cinched the belt with a sharp, authoritative tug, holding the wrap firmly in place. I then stepped forward and kissed my mate lightly on the lips.
"Thank you,Danielle," I purred sensually. "Now, would you accompany me to the kitchen? I believe we havebothworked up a bit of an appetite."
I took ‘her' arm in mine, turned, and made for the door. My stiletto heelsclick-click-clicked on the hardwood floors of the bedroom, hallway, living room and dining room, then the tiled floors of the kitchen. I hadn't offered ‘Danielle' pause, any opportunity to interject. Nor had ‘she' attempted to, accepting my authority and ‘her' feminine appellation without protest. My heart soared. I felt ten feet tall.
We prepared a platter of Cheddar and Jack slices, crackers, grapes and strawberries. I opened a bottle of Chablis and fetched two wineglasses. We placed everything on a tray which ‘Danielle' carried as we returned to our bedroom. I sincerely hoped it would not be obvious my heart was hammering madly in my chest. We had taken asmallfirst step, but a significant one. I had no idea how long this journey would last or where it would end, and would have to make up the rules as we went.
I could sense the danger here. One misstep, a single word misspoken or taken out of context could lead to disaster. Despite the risks, I was looking forward to this brave, new future with renewed optimism – for us, our relationship, and me personally. There was still uncertainty in those emerald eyes, a touch of fear. Was it just my imagination, or was there also a flicker of… hope? Only time would tell.
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Anonymousover 3 years agoJust love this start. Wish you were my wife when she found out. She left after 16years. I have come out as Charlene but do not have a mate yet. I am looking forward to Daaniell's full coming out!
Tootight1almost 5 years agoI am a firm believer in having no real secrets between hubby and wife, and something like this should be approached if not before marriage, then immediately after. You or anyone else should not waste the meager life we have and not be able to do the things we want. Some things are unobtainable, we understand but most are obtainable.
I can understand his reluctance here, but he should have vocalized at some point. She would still go for a strange fuck, at the drop of a hat, and if she thought he was anything less than what she preserved, she would be gone.
I loved this story, as it being almost real, and believable. thanks
Julia2017Calmost 6 years agoI read this entire series years ago. Re-reading it reminds of well written it is and how jealous I am of Danielle.
usmclassabout 6 years agoI want to see it play out like her "test" fantasy. Wow. And the fact they obviously love each other only makes it better.
Tootight1over 7 years agoNice, very nice. So many things to talk about, where would, or should I begin? In the beginning, the only reason she married him was because she didn't want to lose him to another woman, wrong reason. Yes, she realized she loved him later. She told him she would fuck other guys after they got married, and she did. So much for her idea of marriage, or how much she loved him. Yes, she saw the hurt in his eyes, so?
How she came up with info, and put it into play was nicely done. She didn't tell him she was into his sites on the computer, and that's how she came up with all of what happened. Communication seems to be Zero, and that could be the fly in the ointment. I hope not. Is there a difference between pillow talk and real life, you bet. Ask any married woman.
