1 comments/ 12744 views/ 4 favorites How to Fix Your Editing Problem By: PDeanMurphy This is a copyrighted original work by the author. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Everything that happens in this story is consensual sex between a husband and wife. You may want to read My Wife Discovers I Write Erotica before reading this but it is not absolutely necessary. Just gives a little more insight to this story. Thanks, Dean After I found out that my wife was secretly looking at my computer and found that I write erotica things at my house took a very pleasant turn for the better. The sex life we once had took a back seat to the sex life we enjoy now. We have sex at least 4 times a week and when you're in your 40's that is a great thing. I was working on a particular piece and had some trouble with the editing of it. My brain would just not work like it ought to so I reluctantly decided to use one of the free editors on Literotica. I was not a fan of giving someone my work since I did not know if they would just steal it and publish it for them, or actually do what they said they would do and help me. I searched through the many hundreds of names on the site and got bored with that so I started over. I finally found a name that caught my eye. The add said that they had just volunteered to do this, but they were eager to try and help so I contacted her, and she returned a message the next day via phone to my e-mail and said she would be happy to help. I sent her a copy of the manuscript and since I was new at this I did not tell her when I needed it by and that was my mistake. I waited 4 months and never got another reply and to this day I still have not received a reply saying anything about it. I told my wife about it and she said, "You have edited the others and figured out what you did wrong the first time and have never been turned down again right?" "Yes," "Then what are you worried about, edit the damn thing yourself and quit worrying and fretting over the fact that the person who was supposed to help you never did. Just do it." "If I spend all the time editing I don't have time to do as much writing, and I have several things started and I can't get them finished if I do that too." I said a bit exasperated. "Why don't you just let me do the editing?" She inquired. "I don't think I want to do that because I am afraid that it will cause an argument over what I write. If you don't like it you will want to change it, and then it will be a full scale fight and that does not help me write." I told her while I was plunking away on the computer. "What if I can find a way to do the edit that won't cause a fight." She said with an impish grin on her face. "Just exactly what are you up too? I know you are up to something because it is written all over your face and eyes." "Tell you what I will draw up a contract for me to edit your work and we both have to follow it exactly as it is written." She said again with that look on her face. "Will it get you to leave me alone so that I can get back to writing?" "It will until I have the contract ready, and then you have to stop long enough to read the contract and either agree, disagree, or agree to modify it. Is that fair enough?" She said as she was trying to get to my laptop. "Okay fine, do that, but you are not using my computer go get your own and work from it in the house." "Fine, I will do that," she said as she exited the cave with a pout on her lip. Two hours later she came back in the cave with a piece of paper that read as follows. The Editor (Amanda) Agrees to edit all materials she is given by the Writer (Dean) and must adhere to the following rules. How to Fix Your Editing Problem "I think you need to come over here and take off your clothes and have a seat in the chair sweetheart. According to rule number...as I turned in my chair to look at the list...six you are going to be spending some time there watching me write while you have a dildo in your pussy and a plug in your ass." "You can't blame me for that you answered the phone." "Yes I did and I gave you the phone and you could have taken it into the house until you finished your call." Amanda did not say another word she just started dropping clothes where she stood. Her blouse and bra hit the floor first allowing me to see those beautiful little tits of hers and then off the skirt went. She turned around as she slipped off her panties and I thought that was strange since she had never done that before. She started to walk toward the chair when I asked her to turn around. She slowly turned and then I knew why she had turned away to finish undressing. She was as bald as a baby's butt. There was not a hair anywhere on her pussy. I wanted to stop writing right then and there and just bury my mouth in her pussy. "I take it that since your mouth is on the floor that you approve?" "Oh I approve, oh boy do I approve. We can get to that later however." "Have a seat in the chair and place your legs over the arms of the chair sweetheart." I walked to the closet and got some light rope that we use to play with and then proceeded to tie her legs to the chair so that she was spread eagled and then I fastened her arms to the arm of the chair so that she could not touch herself in any way. I then walked over to a cabinet that we kept toys in and grabbed a vibrating dildo about 1.5 inches in diameter and a butt plug to match it. I slowly spread her ass and applied KY to her asshole and some to the butt plug and slowly inserted it into her. She moaned as I was inserting it and then when that was seated I grabbed the dildo and turned it on. She was already soaking wet by the time I was ready to insert it but I added the KY anyway. I slowly inserted it into her pussy until it was at a point that when she sat back into position it could not fall out. I walked around behind her and pushed her forward and slid a pillow behind her back and the chair. She looked at me and said, "What is the pillow for?" "I did that so it would force you forward and the plug and dildo can't fall out that way." I had thought about taking a nap but decided that since she was there I might as well enjoy her so I worked on the new story that I was putting her and Marcie in. I had to make it about fishing since that is what I love to do, and I had a great idea of what I wanted so it did not take me long to start it, and make notes so that I would remember what I was writing about as the storyline. Once that was finished I looked over and saw that Amanda was soaking wet. I could see the moisture leaking from her pussy and flowing down toward her ass from where I was sitting. "You look like you are having as much fun as I am sweetheart and I really do like your new look." "Don't you think you can let me out of this thing now?" "No your time isn't up but I will make a couple of adjustments for you if you want me to." "That would be great sweetheart, thanks." I walked over to her and grabbed a 2 inch butt plug and lubed it up. I pulled the smaller plug from her ass and started to push the larger one in. "I thought you said adjustments...you did not say about putting in a bigger plug." "A bigger plug is an adjustment in my book. I have to work on the new story some more so we can discuss what you need later." Amanda moaned, I smiled, and went back to working on my new story again. I worked about another half hour and then decided to read part of the manuscript to Amanda while she was sitting in the chair. I started out reading about what I was going to do to Amanda and Marcie while I was out on a fishing trip after they showed up at camp. Her ears perked up but she said nothing. When I said something about shoving my cock up Marcie's ass she finally could not take it any longer. "I don't think you should use Marcie's name in one of your stories. I don't know if she reads stories on Literotica but if you give out that much info she can connect the dots and she will know that you are writing them." "Oh that's okay sweetheart, we don't have to worry about Marcie knowing that I am the one writing the stories because she already knows." You could have knocked her from the chair with a feather and her face went white when I said that. "Are you trying to tell me something Dean?" "No I believe that you have something you need to tell me though." "I do" "You do" "Before you get in any deeper than you already are Marcie asked me if I could write her into a story since she thought the one you were editing was fantastic. I don't know if you were planning on it or not but according to your contract your ass is about to get a hell of a workout this evening according to rule five." "I don't remember what rule five was?" "Let me refresh your memory," As I walked over to the framed rules hanging on the wall. "It says, If the Author discovers that the Editor has given any of the Authors work to anyone the Editor is to be given a butt plug of no less than 2.5 inches in diameter, a paddling of 25 swats, and then is subject to be placed over the back of the couch while bound for the Author to use as he chooses." "Just so you know I have a story started about you and Marcie sweetheart that I am sure you are going to love with one little exception." "What is the little exception?" "You have to tell Marcie that I wrote the story except that you two are going to act out the story for real. You can start planning a camping and fishing trip with Marcie anytime you want to but she has to agree to it or you will find yourself over the back of the chair facing rule number five until she agrees and we actually complete it. I will be fair though you have one month to get that date set up and Marcie to agree. Let's just call it rule number 8 and you agreed with it." After I finished with my little speech I released Amanda from the chair and walked her around to the couch where I bent her over it with her legs spread wide. I fastened them and then moved around to fasten her arms out in front of her to the front legs of the couch. Amanda's ass was on full display and it was now time to show her how glad I was that she had written these rules...especially rule number five. I asked her if she had anything to say and she shook her head no. I asked her if she agreed with rule number eight and she shook her head yes. The first swat of the paddle landed covering both of her ass cheeks and she gasped at the contact. I delivered the swats five at a time taking a break so that I could grab some KY and play with her ass. I shoved three fingers into her to start since she had been sitting for quite some time with a butt plug in her ass. I knew that she would be able to handle it and besides she was not complaining about it. All I heard was moans and the insides of her thighs were wet from the moisture leaking from her pussy. I began again with another five swats to her ass and repeated that with ass play until I had finally delivered all 25. Her ass was very red and it was spread showing her quivering asshole. I knew she wrote these rules because at some point she knew that she would break them or she would not have written them. I walked over to our cabinet and grabbed the 2.5 inch butt plug and lubed it up quickly and placed it at her opening. "Are you sure you want me to do this sweetheart? I will use a smaller one if you want me to." "I want the one you have in your hand please." I listened to Amanda's words very carefully because I knew when she said please she wanted the larger plug. We used a system for safety that included the word please. If she had simply said, "I want it." I would have known to use a smaller plug. I slowly pushed the plug into her ass until it was seated and then went around facing her. She had a smile on her face and I took her face in my hands and planted a loving kiss to her lips. I loved her with all my heart and while our play may get rough at times it is something that we both now enjoy. "How long do I have to stay like this?" "I am guess only for a little while since this is the first time." "What else are you going to do to me?" She asked. "Is there something else that you want me to do sweetheart?" "Yes," "What is that?" "Will you please fuck my ass?" "Actually before we go to bed sweetheart I am going to fuck your mouth, ass, and pussy." "Thank you." I kept my promise to Amanda and I gave her everything I promised. I finished the evening coming in her very wet pussy and then I took her to the bathroom and placed her in a bathtub full of hot water and cleaned her and caressed her until it was time for bed. Once I had her tucked in and ready to sleep she rolled over next to me and whispered in my ear. "Dean when you write the story can you please make sure that you let Marcie experience everything that I have and more when you write it?" "I can do that but why do you ask?" "Her husband has not touched her in a very long time and she needs it as much as I do. Let's say it's a little present from the both of us." Laughing I said, "Okay, no problem on my end." "Dean I have one more favor to ask. Can we re-write the rules or make up a new set of them?" "I don't see anything wrong with the rules that we have now since they are working great. I have a new editor that is absolutely fantastic." "Thanks for the compliment but that's not quite what I was fishing for." "What are you fishing for then?" "I want a set up rules so that in case my author doesn't get his job done I get to take advantage of him." "Oh you do?" "Yes I do." "Can I think about it for a while?" "Not for very long you can't." "Okay why not?" "I hung them up in the cave yesterday." She said with a laugh and, "You already agreed to them." "This writing thing could be the best thing that ever happened to either of us you know that?" "It already has sweetheart, it already has." She said as she slapped me on the ass.