8 comments/ 52975 views/ 13 favorites A Newfound Desire By: luckymn1985 Amber was a beautiful woman. She had put on a few pounds after having our children and didn't really think of herself as "sexy" anymore, but the sight of her in anything that even remotely showed off her body never failed to get my attention. Moving into the summer several years back, we had dealt with some rough times in our marriage but things seemed to be getting better. I was still trying to be cautious and not push too hard too quick for our sex life to recover. I had to be out of town for several days on business and she was alone at home for a couple of those as our kids were in and out to friends houses etc... while I was gone. I came home from that business trip mid week with the knowledge that we would both be heading out for another trip that would keep us apart starting the coming Sunday night. I had hoped that we might find some time to spend a little bit of time together in the bedroom, but I was not expecting the nights that were to come. Amber normally slept in a simple cotton sleep dress and her panties. As I came to bed that first night home, Amber had surprised me as I slipped into bed by dressing in a light, silky new sleep dress and as I was soon to find out, no panties. I welcomed the change and hugged her and smiled as I realized her "treat" for me. "I thought you'd like that" she giggled. I most certainly did and began slowly exploring her body with my hands. She was usually incredibly ticklish, but tonight, her body seemed to respond only to pleasure and not as if I was tickling her. I ran my hands over her breasts, and she moaned lightly with pleasure. I knew tonight was going to be different as any attention to her breasts USUALLY resulted in fits of laughter and her demands that I stop touching her as she was so ticklish. I lifted her night dress and took advantage of her new found desire and slowly wrapped my lips around one of her beautiful nipples.... again, she moaned a little stronger this time and turned towards me, grasping my head and pulling me to her. I continued ravaging her breasts with my tongue and mouth while I let my fingertips slip between her thighs. As I ran those fingertips up and down her thighs, she opened her legs for me, again something that was rare for her. I wasn't sure what had happened to open up her sexual desire like this, but I was enjoying it. Teasing for a few minutes with my hands, I slowly slipped those fingertips towards the lips of her sex. As I did, I found her own juices starting to coat her lips and her arousal very obvious. Early in our relationship, Amber was very liberal in offering to suck my cock. As we moved through time she eventually told me that she had been forced to do that by an old boyfriend and in many ways it scared her horrifically. I had tried to be understanding over the years as oral sex for me slowly disappeared from our life together. I knew she loved to have me go diving below to give her pleasure however, and I enjoyed the feel of her losing control as I brought her to a climax with my mouth so that had been a regular part of our love life for a long time. As her arousal increased, I lowered my attention to her stomach and just at the top of her hips. I shifted myself so my head could move to her sex and she would have access to use her hands on my cock while I brought her to climax, something she had begun doing more of in the last few years at my request. As I licked and teased her lips, she reached out to stroke me, using her finger tips on my balls while she stroked my shaft lightly with her other hand.... It was her next action that threw me for a loop. As I continued teasing her, and her arousal grew, she tapped my right leg and pulled it so I was now straddling her head, in a true 69 position. This was something I had asked her for early in our life together and she had always told me that she didn't like it because she couldn't concentrate on her own pleasure while she felt obligated to be pleasuring me. I hadn't asked for it, or even implied it, but I was certainly not going to discourage her from whatever exploration she wanted in that direction. I continued working on her, licking, kissing nibbling and sucking at her lips and her thighs. As her need for stronger attention for her clit became more obvious, I reached forward with my arms and pulled her thighs up in the air... This gave me complete access to her pussy as well as the chance to delve just below to the flesh between her lips and her anus. As I began to lick and suck there and run a finger around her asshole, she became even more visibly and audibly aroused. As I swiped my tongue from the base of her lips towards her ass, her moans grew more frequent and louder. She thrust her lips towards my face virtually begging for my attention. I continued my ministrations and then I felt it..... she grasped my cock with one of her hands and I felt the warmth of her tongue reach out to stroke my cock... something she had not done for me literally in years. That drove my lust as I realized she was going to at least attempt to suck and lick my cock and I dove into her pussy with even greater gusto.... I sucked and licked, her juices covering my face now, my finger circling her asshole, edging ever closer to penetrating her dark rose as she continued licking and sucking on the head of my cock. As I brought my focus back up to her clit and her soaking wet lips, she slipped my cock into her mouth and began sucking. I almost lost my mind.... The stronger my strokes became on her clit, the deeper and harder she sucked on my cock. As I felt her nearing climax, I slipped my finger in her ass, pushing her over the edge. She clenched up, as wave after wave of orgasm flowed through her... She sucked and sucked at my cock, but as her orgasm hit, she clamped down with her lips and simply held me inside her mouth as her tongue stroked my cock in time with her own waves of orgasm.... The sounds coming from her as she came were magical.... moans of pleasure I hadn't heard in years and her mouth surrounding my cock had me ready to burst as well. As she came back to earth, and we separated our embrace, she pulled me to her with a hunger I had not seen in her for years. I mounted her and she wrapped her legs around my back, obviously hungry to have me deep inside her. Often she had to adjust and work me into her slowly. This time, she was soaking wet and I thrust into her deeply with the first stroke. Slowly at first, I gained speed with each stroke, not sure how much longer I could last. When I paused at the top of a stroke, she stroked my face and moaned "Please, don't stop, I want you inside me.... " Not one to deny her desire, I slammed back into her and she thrust up to meet me with a sexual abandon that was very uncommon during our married life. I wasn't sure what had brought on this kind of sexual desire from her, but I was enjoying it. Our bodies slammed into each other only a few more strokes before I completely lost control and exploded into her with torrents of cum and gasps of pleasure. We came back to earth and held each other for what was probably minutes, but seemed like hours.. Finally I spoke. "I don't know what brought that on, but i LIKE it".... she giggled "I don't know either, but I did too" and she leaned over and kissed me again. I slid up behind her as she turned, my cock still semi hard against her ass and reached around to cup her breasts. As we drifted off, I had to wonder what had caused her new found "sexual abandon", but I was trying to walk a fine line and not ask too many questions for fear of scaring her away from whatever had brought out this side of her. In coming days and weeks, I would have to find a way to get to the bottom of her new found "tigress mode" but for the night, I simply enjoyed the benefits for me as we fell into a hearty and happy night of sleep. A Newfound Desire Ch. 02 Amber was home the next night when I arrived in. I came through the back door and she was standing in the kitchen working on something at one of the counters. I came over and slipped up behind her wrapping my arms around her and giving her a kiss on the back of her head. I pressed my hips into her ass, and she smiled a bit and pressed back into me slightly before pulling away... "Stop it." she said with a giggle "I have to finish dinner." I laughed and went on about my business and gathered the mail and checked on our kids. The rest of the evening was uneventful, just a normal night at home. As the night wound down I found myself wondering what tonight would be like when we made our way to bed? Amber and I VERY rarely made love on consecutive nights and most certainly that had not happened in a long time. I wasn't really expecting the evening to end up like the night before had, but there was always hope we might at least make love. As I went to our bedroom, Amber was already laying in our bed watching TV. She didn't have on anything specifically sexy and seemed pre-occupied with the TV show she was watching. I grabbed a quick shower and came to bed in just a t-shirt and underwear, not wanting to be presumptuous. She finished with her TV show and then asked if I could rub her back before she went to sleep. That was a reasonably common occurrence and while it occasionally led to sex, more often than not it simply meant her back hurt and she wanted to go to sleep. I sat up on the bed and began rubbing her neck and shoulders. Sometimes I tried to lead her into a sexual encounter, but thought better of it tonight. As I rubbed deep on her shoulders she flattened her body out to give me better access to work on her shoulders and neck. I kneaded and rubbed my way over her tense shoulder muscles and down into her upper back. As I rubbed, I could feel her begin to relax. I straddled one leg to get better access to her back and began kneading up and down her spine, slowly, gently at first. Working my way through the middle of her back and easing some of that tension, she told me the muscles at the bottom of her back were really sore. I straddled the other leg and worked the other side of her back and then began slowly working on her hips and lower back. I lowered her panties to gain access to her hips and to knead a bit on her fine ass. I was intentionally trying not to be too brazen and force anything. If she wanted sex she could have it, but I wanted that desire to come from her. As I worked on her hips and ass it didn't seem that desire was going to make an appearance tonight. I slipped down to her feet and massaged her ankles and feet as she sighed with pleasure. She spent a good bit of time on her feet so I knew that always was a good way to help her relax. I worked my way slowly back up her calves, alternating between kneading the muscles and rubbing lightly to relax her. I focused on her knees and as I did, she bent one leg up slightly to give me better access to that knee. I wondered if that was a clue from her she wanted more or simply her wanting me to rub that knee. She was always very shy about actually "telling me" what she wanted, preferring over the years to "tell me" with her body. As I finished working on that knee, she closed that knee back to her body and opened up the other leg, (obviously asking for the same treatment). I resigned myself to a rather low key night and looked forward to her rubbing my back for just a bit before we crashed. As I finished with her knee, I began working my way up her thigh. I always worked my hands on both sides, but unless I was intentionally trying to tease her, I always kept my fingers a little more on the back side of her leg than delving too far in on her inner thigh. As I worked slowly up that leg however, she again opened her leg slightly and let out a little whimper as my fingers worked closer to her lips. Never one to want to disappoint I continued working that leg and let my fingers roam a bit closer to her panty covered pussy. The closer I got the more I could feel the heat from her body. I lightly brushed my fingers over the fabric covering her lips and she sighed with pleasure and opened her leg further. This was headed in a direction I was going to enjoy. I teased for a moment or two more continuing to knead the muscles in her thighs, while I let my fingertips brush repeatedly against her damp panties now. Slipping down to the other leg, she opened up further, shifting her weight so she was lying slightly on her left side with her right knee opened up giving me access to her thigh, as well as a clear view of her now obviously damp panties. I worked slowly, trying to not rush myself. I wanted to tease her and make her want me as much as I always wanted her. As I finished working those muscles, I stopped bothering with the pretense of massaging her thighs and took two fingers and ran them across her lips from the crack of her ass to her clit. Her panties were soaking wet now, and her breathing was getting a bit ragged. I leaned down and kissed her ass and she shuddered. As I began kissing and nibbling at the line where her panties met her ass, she slowly arched her back, pushing her sex towards me. I rose up again and pulled her panties down across the swell of her ass. Straddling one leg again, I began kneading the cheeks of her ass with my hands. As I sensed her arousal rising, I pushed my thumbs more towards the flesh close to her lips. As I pulled her open and then kneaded back and around I could hear the wetness of her lips as they separated and closed back together. I teased her like this for a few more moments and then leaned over her back and kissed my way up her spine. As I got closer to her neck, I let my cock brush against her ass. She whimpered again and pushed back up and against me. I sat back slowly and slid her panties off, She alternated legs, pulling herself free from the fabric that was doing a very poor job of hiding her excitement. Once she was free of those panties, she pulled her knees up and got up on her knees. She spread her legs wide now and I could hear her juices as her lips separated open again.... I gazed hungrily at the beautiful sight of her. On her knees, legs spread wide, her ass high in the air, rotating her hips back exposing her own soaking wet pussy to me begging for my attention. I slipped my hands onto her ass, spreading her even wider. I moved closer to her with my face and opened my mouth. As she pushed back towards me, her body begging for the touch of my tongue, I opened my mouth as if to fog a mirror and let the heat of my breath tease her sex. She whimpered again this time louder, pushing back towards me, longing for the feel of my tongue on her. I chose to tease her. Slipping my fingers under her body and teasing with a finger on either side of her lips, I rubbed slowly up and down the outside of her lips as she "cooed" her approval. I kissed her ass, running my tongue along the line where her leg meets her cheek and she shuddered and pulled away.. "Oh, okay, if you want me to stop..." I said with as much sarcasm as possible dripping from my voice "I might have to kill you if you do...." She laughed. Sliding back down, I kissed the backs of her thighs, and then up over her ass, teasing her and using my fingers to roam all AROUND her lips and ass but never directly touching her clit. I finally gave in to her desire and slowly began licking the outside of her lips... she cried out with the first stroke. As I licked and kissed my way towards her clit, her arousal was growing to a fever pitch. As I began to stroke deeper with my tongue, I slipped further towards her clit as well, I widened my tongue to cover more of her sex with each stroke, but also not giving her the direct stimulation I knew would take her over the edge. I pulled away from her and sat up behind her. She moaned her disapproval and I left her wondering what my intent was for a moment. But as she gazed back, she saw me slipping my own boxers off and my rock hard cock making it's way towards her. She was not a huge fan of doggy style sex, as she said I went too deep and it hurt her. I didn't know if tonight would be different or not, but I knew I could tease her and enjoy myself at the same time if nothing else. I slid in behind her, her ass still riding high in the air... and I pulled her hips down slightly. I slowly slid the head of my cock, up and down the outside of her lips. She moaned slightly, partly with fear and partly with desire "Please don't.... I know it's going to hurt." I smiled as she looked back towards me. "I haven't done anything yet... I'm not done teasing you yet." I wasn't sure if the sound she made was one of her anticipation of her pleasure or agonizing over her torment. She knew I loved to tease her and not let her cum immediately. I rubbed the length of my cock slowly up between her cheeks, letting the pre-cum now oozing from the head of my cock soak the valley between her cheeks and run down into her asshole. Stroking back and forth, my own juices were lubricating my pathway through that golden valley. Slipping back down, I held my cock and rubbed it up and down her lips again and she shuddered with pleasure. I slipped just the head about halfway in and she cried out again... "Ohhhhhh.... please.....??" she moaned looking back at me. Her voice was a mixture of desire and fear. She truly was fearful of being hurt, so I pulled out (at which she moaned again with a sigh of pleasure and longing) and I slid my cock underneath her and between her lips. As I stroked back and forth, running the top of my cock across her soaking wet lips now, she began to move with me. Sliding slowly back and forth I could once again feel her excitement building. As our tempo increased she was obviously moving towards an orgasm..... So I stopped. She cried out again... "Please... my god..." She wanted release and I was denying her again. She reached underneath herself and grabbed my cock... she took the head in her hand and began rubbing it across her clit... her pace grew more furious with each passing moment until I pulled away from her and made her stop... "Oh my god, you are trying to kill me...." she was crying out now... "Please, don't make me stop!" I slid my cock back towards her lips and spread her open just slightly again... I slowly slipped inside again and she moaned with her own pleasure. I stroked back and forth slowly and her arousal was again becoming unbearable. Her pussy was clamping down on me as I slid back and forth an inch or two inside her and her breathing was getting more ragged with every short stroke. I took one longer stroke and she cried out.... "OHHHHH God...PLEASE don't go TOO deep." I slid back out and and then slowly slid back in a little less depth again. She purred with her own desire. As I felt her desire peaking, I slipped a finger in my mouth, wetting it liberally. As she pushed slowly back against me and I slid slowly inside her molten lava pussy, I ran a finger around her asshole. She quivered and shuddered again. I stroked back and forth again, my cock sliding in and out of her just a few inches each time. Slowing the pace at times or stopping at the top of a stroke, I knew I was building an overwhelming desire in her. I began to coordinate the stroke of my finger around her asshole with the stroke of my cock in her pussy. Her arousal was intoxicating. I could feel the tension in her pussy and hear in her voice what I knew was going to be her orgasm coming on. I quickly slipped that finger deep in her ass. She moaned a deep guttural moan and I could feel her contractions begin. Her hips thrust back against me, forgetting her concern for pain and she cried out, over and over with her own pleasure. I quickly slid deep inside her with my cock, feeling her walls contracting around me over and over again. Her asshole was clenching my finger with each wave of her orgasm as well. The sounds, the feelings, her openness to sexual things we had not done in years or only sparingly was overwhelming and I lost myself in desire. Pumping into her furiously, I forgot all about trying not to hurt her but it seemed she didn't mind. She pushed her hips back against me as each wave of her orgasm rocked her body. Her gasps of pleasure blended with my own as my cock sliced deep inside her and my finger was sliding deep in her ass while her sphincter clenched tightly around it. Another stroke deep inside her and I lost myself in my own climax. We slowed as the waves of pleasure ebbed and slowly I pulled out of her. Even that seemed to cause a wave of pleasure for her as her body was racked with what seemed like another small orgasm as she felt my cock spread her lips open one final time on the way out. We collapsed onto the bed, both spent and incredibly satisfied. I pulled her to me, crushing her full breasts against my chest and kissed her deeply. Too wrapped up in the pleasure of the moment to question her, we both feel asleep in each others arms, leaving the obvious questions for another day. I awoke later in the evening as I lay beside her, my mind racing, I knew I had to get to the bottom of this amazing transformation. I was scared of what I might find, but I had to know. Tomorrow I would begin my quest to find out.... A Newfound Desire Ch. 03 I was turned on by my wife's newfound exploration of her sexuality, but I was a mixture of curious and concerned about how I would figure out where it was all coming from. Should I question her about it? Should I hire a private detective to see if she was having an affair? Should I investigate on my own? I had some tough decisions to make. Amber and I had been through some hard times. We had been to some counseling at her insistence about a year before. Our sex life had been HOT before we were married but as with most couples, it cooled over time after we got married. As we began having children, it cooled even more as our time for each other grew less and our focus on the kids grew larger. She knew I wasn't happy and was frustrated, and it caused some tension for us, but we never came to a good consensus on what was "enough" time for each other. Several years ago, she had found some magazines stuffed away in the new house we were renting. While I had looked at and read some porno magazines over the years, those had NOT been mine. She made it clear that she did not believe me and got furious. She told me it made it seem like she wasn't enough and our sex life deteriorated even more than it had after our children. We grew even further apart and that sent me further downhill and made me more resentful of the lack of desire she seemed to have for me. I was often angry with her, not only that she didn't believe me about those magazines, but that she was "punishing me" in my mind by withholding sex no matter what her reasoning. That eventually sent me looking more into online sites for pictures and video and even talking with people via IM's and email about my predicament. About a year before her recent "awakening", she had found some of those sites on our computer and one of those conversations between myself and another woman about my frustration. I explained to her that I had never cheated on her with anyone and I was simply trying to understand what she was dealing with; to get a woman's point of view and that was true. I had never gone outside our marriage, but I was chatting with other men and women about my predicament and how did they handle it in their relationships. NOT healthy, but it truly was not nearly as bad as she thought it was. Amber was devastated and furious and asked me how she was supposed to believe anything I told her. She demanded that if I wanted to stay married, we seek counseling so we did. It was positive and it helped us work through things together and things had slowly gotten better over the last year. We went completely without sex for a few months but over the last six months things had slowly gotten better and she had warmed up to me more. It was hard for me to understand if this rather sudden change in her sexual personality was her effort to make things even better now or were there more sinister reasons..... I was terrified of the answer, but knew I HAD to find out. I decided I'd look through the laptop we shared to see if there were any tell tales signs of something going on. I went through the history to see if there was anything that tipped me off to anything inappropriate from her. Earlier that summer we had found some inappropriate sites that one of our children had visited when they borrowed our laptop so it wouldn't be inconceivable that she would have thought to delete anything in the history if she WAS doing anything she wouldn't want me to know about. I found nothing other than her typical sites and no pattern of her using the laptop that was outside her normal use. After she had found those sites I had visited the previous year, we had agreed that both of us should have passwords to the others email. I had never really bothered to look into hers but now I did. Searching through the trash, her sent messages and received messages, but there was nothing that led me to believe anything was wrong. I felt a sense of relief and yet frustration that I wasn't finding any answers. I was contemplating how to proceed and had decided I was going to just be upfront with her and question her about things. I had to admit that when we had been the most straightforward with each other in the past year, it had been difficult at times, but we were moving in a positive direction and it truly had sparked some good conversations and changes in us both. I spent a few days thinking about how to approach that conversation. I went online and did some looking around on some marriage therapy sites and counseling sites at how I could proceed and approach the conversation in the least confrontational way possible. IF this was just her trying to make things better for us, I didn't want her to feel like I was accusing her of sleeping around and damaging a "good thing" that had come my way. At the same time, I didn't want to go blindly forward and be made a fool of if she was screwing around and that was the cause of the changes in OUR sex life. We both had to be out of town for a few days on a business trip. While we would be traveling together with the entire group we worked with, due to the way we were set up to work, we would not be able to share a room. I decided that trip would give me enough time to think through things and when we returned I would approach the conversation with her. Since I was staying in a suite with the people I was working with and she was with her work group in another suite, we saw each other every day, but were separated in the evenings to save money for the company. That gave me plenty of time each night to continue my research on how to approach the conversation. One evening, I opened my email to find a reminder from a company about computer surveillance software. We had installed a 90 day free trial of their software and it was going to expire in 5 days. I had TOTALLY forgotten about that software. When we had a problem with our children using the laptop, we had tried a 90 day trial of this software on the laptop we all shared. Since that time, we had purchased a desktop for the kids and bought a license for another "cyber safety" program for that computer, but I had forgotten that I had installed that original surveillance software on our laptop to test it out. I began searching for the codes I had saved to bring up the hidden info it had saved. I had already resolved in my mind that the computer was not her source of whatever was going on, but this would give me even more peace of mind. I eventually found the codes I had saved for the passwords to open the program and kicked it open. I literally had not cleared the memory for almost six weeks so the volume of what was there was overwhelming. I began looking back through to see screen shots of our email, our news sites, our work programs but nothing amiss. Our children's use seemed innocuous as well since we had made it clear we would be watching their every move. It was getting late, I was getting tired and I was contemplating uninstalling the program and not bother to look through all the contents as it truly was overwhelming. It took a screen shot every 10 seconds while the laptop was in use and recorded every key stroke as well. I decided to look a little closer to the time frame all these changes had occurred. I was still seeing nothing out of the ordinary and was reconsidering my decision just to uninstall and delete everything. As I continued to get greater comfort by not finding anything, I came across a picture that gave me pause. It wasn't anything inappropriate, simply a screen shot of Amber sitting on our bed looking at the computer with a puzzled look on her face. That shot piqued my interest so I kept looking. As I continued I began seeing some screenshots of YouTube and various women in different kinds of sexy poses. Then there were searches for the words "nudity", "boobs", "breasts" and "naughty" with appropriate screen shots of some videos associated with all those words. My interest was definitely piqued. I continued looking through the pictures now wondering just where this was leading her. As I continued to look, I skipped forward a few days. I saw a shot of a woman, obviously performing the beginnings of a strip tease. Holding her breasts seductively with her hands and over the course of these screenshots, she was slowly revealing more and more of her tits till she was holding them together shoving them towards the camera. As I looked at these screenshots, my heart skipped a beat.... Was this Amber? Was she making nude videos? I looked for the screen name on the YouTube channel. I had to search through several pages but found the name.... "naughtymomma" I continued looking and it became obvious, that it WAS Amber... she was making videos of herself in our bathroom and even in the bathroom the kids shared, where there was a shower. As I looked through more and more of these screen shots, they became more and more blatant. I was stunned.... I was dealing with a HUGE gamut of emotions... I was hard as a rock, looking at pictures of my wife and contemplating the fact that she was making these videos... but FURIOUS that she was making these videos without telling ME about them... Was she making them for me, or for someone else? And what would I do about it when I figured this out. It was already 11 PM and I needed to get some rest but my heart was pounding and my mind racing. I told my partners in the suite I would probably be up for a while working, but I was turning in so they wouldn't disturb me and I closed the door to my bedroom in the suite hotel we were staying in. I began to investigate further. Checking the dates I could see that all this had occurred just a day or so before our first VERY hot encounter. I searched YouTube for that user name and quickly found her site. She had one of the more tame videos showing that I had seen and I watched it. She had started with a simple tank top on over her bra and slowly danced and stripped to the point she was holding her breasts in her hands and rubbing them together. She had made that video very obviously in our bathroom watching herself in the mirror while she did. She never showed her tits completely, but it was a VERY enticing video for any man. She was VERY careful to never allow her face to show but there was no doubt who it was or where it was made if you knew our house. She had one video that when I tried to click it said "Sorry this video deleted for violation of our YouTube policies".... obviously, that one must be more explicit. I searched the keystroke records for the date and time that matched what I was looking at on the screen shots and found her password. I logged in under her user name and sat there shocked as I realized that this was not a single video... there were six videos staring me in the face. All made in the few days preceding a business trip I had to take that had kept me out of town for two nights in the week immediately preceding our first adventurous encounter. I was shaking and wasn't sure if it was from anger, shock or excitement. All six videos she had made were careful to never show her face, but just from viewing the screenshot that represented each video, it was obviously she was certainly not shy about showing off her breasts. They had titles ranging from "bath time" to "wet t shirt contest". There were multiples of her in our garden tub... in the first of those, she leaned back, pushing her tits into the air and then took a bottle of soap and sprayed streams of white soap on her tits, obviously simulating someone cumming all over her tits. She then rubbed the soap in massaging her breasts and cleaned them off before ending that video. In "wet t-shirt contest" she wore a tight white t shirt, obviously with no bra underneath and then wet the t shirt. Her nipples, already rock hard and prominent underneath the t-shirt, grew even more obvious once it was wet. She stripped off the t shirt and played with her breasts for the camera in that one. Years before, I had expressed some interest in playing around with some light d/s activity. She was had been horrified. I told her I didn't want to do anything extreme, but just some playful spanking or tying her up. She had explained at that time that her longtime boyfriend before me had been abusive (which I already knew) so the idea of being "out of control" like that or playing in any way with the idea of anyone striking her was just too much. I had let that go and accepted that I would simply have to give up those fantasies as long as I was with her. So to my INCREDIBLE surprise, one of the videos of her in the tub showed her taking lit candles and dropping the hot wax on her tits and specifically her nipples..... As I watched the wax drip down her breasts and her willingly doing that to herself, my cock almost burst through my pants. I continued viewing all her videos in her "video manager" panel and the last one completely threw me for a loop. Her final video was titled "A little more". Her comment on that video stated "Is this more what you wanted?" As I watched that video, she started off in her pink bathrobe and began opening the robe to show off her tits again. She left the robe tied at the waist while she played with her tits. In this video, she had moved to the hall bathroom where the larger shower was installed. I wasn't sure why she would have moved and risked our kids discovering her making these even when I was gone... but it became clear as that video closed. A few seconds before the video ends, she begins closing her robe and covering her tits... I expected the video to end... but it didn't. She slowly reached below the knot in the robe and spread the robe apart between her legs. As she did so, she took her right leg and lifted it up to brace it on the toilet right beside the counter where she had obviously placed her camera... As she spread her legs, she lifted her robe and presented her beautiful raven covered pussy to the camera...... she held herself there exposing her most intimate parts to whoever was watching this video... and I wasn't sure just who that was intended to be. I didn't know whether to cry, be furious or fall on my knees and thank the good lord that she had finally opened up sexually. My emotions were SO raw at the moment and so confusing. I couldn't believe that this was the generally shy and very certainly "sexually private" woman I had married. I started checking for more details... These videos had been created in one evening and posted beginning at 2 AM in the morning while I had been gone. The final video of her showing off her pussy had been posted at 4:30 AM so she obviously was at least trying to avoid any suspicions from the kids. She had moved to their bathroom because there was nothing for her to brace herself on to show off her final "money shot" for her audience in our bathroom. All of the videos in her YouTube queue except the one that was viewable by everyone had been marked "Rejected, inappropriate content" and obviously was why I had not seen them. As I explored more I noticed that the first one that was still up was clicked to public and it did not have that flag. Of the others, one was marked public but the others were marked private. I didn't know much about YouTube and their video content rules, but I was about to figure it out. It was now 1 AM and I settled in for what I knew was about to be a long night exploring the background of her sexy new self. A Newfound Desire Ch. 04 I went to get some caffeine at the drink machine as I knew I would no longer be able to lay down and sleep with this newfound knowledge. I was in for a long night. I returned to my room trying not to wake my colleagues who had already turned in. I settled in at the computer again and began looking at every screenshot in those time frames and the days that followed. It seemed Amber had been creating these videos and posting them over the course of several days. She obviously attracted some immediate attention and had some notes back and forth with some men who wanted more. When she began to be frustrated by YouTube's policy against nudity, they began suggesting that she look into some other sites where she could post. She followed their suggestion and found another website that seemed less concerned with her showing off her tits. She reposted some of the videos she had posted on YouTube there as well as two more new ones. As I followed through the string, several days later her posting abruptly stopped and she began changing everything to private or took things down. She had engaged in some conversation with several men who had found her videos about their content, but it didn't seem that this was something she was doing for anyone specific, just something that had attracted attention and she responded to that attention. My heart was pounding. My beautiful but shy, always demure wife, was making videos of herself nude and posting them on the internet for other men to see. I was turned on, furious, excited, frightened and a couple of hundred other emotions all wrapped together. I laid down that night and tried to sleep, thinking about what I would do with this new information and how I would approach this with her. I wasn't going to leave it alone, but I had no idea at the moment how to approach it. Amber and I had to work together with our teams over the course of the next few days. I had to pretend that nothing was wrong and I had no idea what she had done. Every time we were with our team for a casual dinner, I was wondering if any of our partners at work had seen her videos. I looked around the restaurants we ate in and wondered if any of the other patrons had seen her tits or jerked off to the shots of her exposing her pussy. It was tantalizing and infuriating. A year before, she had been the one telling me she was ready to leave me over me simply chatting with another woman via instant messenger. Now she had been sharing pictures and videos of her body with other men and was acting every day like nothing had changed between us. In reality, EVERYTHING had changed, but I was the only one that realized that yet. One night after dinner, she pulled me off alone so we could go get some coffee and chat. We got some hot chocolate at Starbucks and as we sat down to chat about the day and the trip, she rubbed her foot up and down my leg. She talked about looking forward to getting home so we could share a bed again. I smiled not wanting her to know I was aware of her "experiments" yet, but she had to sense something was wrong. She asked me what was wrong and I made some lame excuse about having a headache and needing to go lay down. She joked about how now I was the one with a headache. We both laughed but headed back to crash. A pretty sexy kiss from her was my good night present as we parted ways and headed to our suites. I got back online that night and looked back through every moment of the time frame around her original postings. I looked forward and was seeing nothing after she had started shutting things down and making things private, but she had NOT closed the sites. I logged into the websites (finding her usernames and passwords in the keystroke monitor) and didn't see anything more than what I knew. She had more of the same in the two videos she had posted on the new site it seemed. Nothing more explicit, but more of the same just experimenting with different clothes and different bras for her striptease. We finished the business trip and headed home. I was interested to see how things would be when we got home. Our first night home, she reached out to me after we came to bed, something she had VERY seldom done in years past. I was tense with a mixture of anger and fear that her interest in me was driven by her trying to cover up some kind of affair. She rubbed my neck and kissed me, reaching for my cock and giggling as just her lightest touch found me hard as a rock. I had to admit, the things I had seen combined with the lack of contact with her for several days had us both horny for each other. We slid together, devouring each others bodies. I normally went down on her to help lubricate her and prepare her for what would follow. This time, there was no need. By the time I reached for her thighs to tease her, she opened to me easily, already slick with her own juices. I rolled on top of her and slid inside her easily. As I slowly sunk into her body, she wrapped her legs around my back and began thrusting her hips back to me, something she had seldom done over the years. We moved together hard and fast and both collapsed with a satisfying mutual orgasm only a few minutes after we had climbed in bed. As we rolled away from each and caught our breath, she giggled "In case you can't tell, I've missed you." I laughed a bit with her. "Yeah, I could tell. Missed you too. It's good to be home." She slept soundly that night, while I tossed and turned wondering how much of this was really intended for me and how much was her being lonely for whatever affair she must be having. ****************************************************************** The next day dawned and we headed back into work for a day before the weekend. As I worked through the day, I made a decision I had to confront her this weekend. I called some mutual friends and told them that Amber and I had been working a lot lately and I wanted to treat her to a really nice night out and it might be very late. We made arrangements for the kids to stay overnight with them. That would give me a cover with Amber that I was simply making arrangements to share a weekend night alone. I still had no idea exactly how to approach it. What would I ask her? Should I accuse her of an affair but not let her know what I knew to see if she lied to me? Should I low key it and tell her what I had found and how hurt I was? Tossing the ideas around in my head I knew I had to make a decision by Saturday evening. We finished the day at work and had dinner with the kids on Friday evening. I explained to Amber I'd made arrangements for us to have a weekend night alone and she seemed genuinely pleased. We spent Saturday piddling around the house and getting the kids ready to visit our friends that night. She was playful, flirting at times alluding to our coming evening together. I was beginning to wonder if I was reading her all wrong and everything about her exploration was simply her "opening up" a bit. It was hard to know, but I couldn't help but be excited but scared as well at the idea of a night alone at the house without the kids to figure it all out. We dropped the kids off early and headed out for dinner. Dinner was good if uneventful and Amber asked if we could go see a movie she had wanted to see. I was anxious to get home and address everything I'd been wrestling with, but didn't want to tip her off. What if this WAS her opening up to me? I didn't want to ruin that or make her start wondering why I had been a bit distant if this was her effort to make things better for us. A movie seemed like a normal venture so we went to take in one of the films we had both been wanting to see. Several times in the movie, she leaned over to me, her head on my shoulder and laid her hand on my leg. After the movie we headed home. She reached over and held my hand while we drove home. She was quite physically affectionate early in our relationship, both publicly and privately. I had always enjoyed that, proud to have her on my arm wherever we were. I had grown up in a family that was not very physically affectionate at all, so her hugs, touching and hand holding was a welcome change for me. As we grew older, that had grown more seldom and her more distant. Recently and tonight specifically, she had been much more physically affectionate. I was going back and forth all night in my own mind trying to decide if this was her cover for something to keep me from thinking that she was screwing around or if this was truly her reaching out to me. We arrived back at the house and went upstairs. She went to the bathroom to change and get ready for bed while I went downstairs to get us both something to drink. I came back up to find her on the laptop we shared. As I slipped my slacks off and grabbed a T shirt to sleep in, I walked over to the bed. "What'cha looking at?" I asked.... I wondered If she might volunteer information about her recent explorations or her motivation for doing so. She just smiled.... "Just checking email before we crash for the night. Do you need to do the same?" I hesitated for a second.... "Yeah, sure I'll double check to make sure there's nothing I need to touch base on before we lay down." She finished and handed me the laptop as I crawled into bed. My heart was pounding as I contemplated how to approach this, my anger coming to the forefront now. I could feel the blood rushing to my face. I checked my emails and then made my decision. I would confront her directly, but try not to be angry. I flipped over to the YouTube site and clicked on the search bar. She was reading a magazine article... I glanced over to see if she was paying attention. She was engrossed in her article. I typed in her user name in the search bar and up popped her website in the search results. It showed a sexy picture of her cupping her breasts in a bra but the bra straps were obviously loosened and falling down off her shoulders. "Amber, I need to ask you something...... " She nodded, not really taking her eyes off her article "Sure honey, what's up?" she said absentmindedly, still looking at her magazine. "I need you to pay attention to me, not the magazine." I said in a suddenly more stern voice. She turned to look at me, obviously picking up on the change in my demeanor. "What's wrong honey?" she said with obvious concern now in her voice. We were both sitting in the bed, our backs resting against our pillows propped against the headboard. I turned the laptop towards her showing the screen with her YouTube user profile page showing. "Why don't you tell me all about "naughtymomma"......" She sucked half the air out of the room as she saw the page on my screen. Her face went white and her body tensed, obviously blown away by my knowledge. "I uh...... I mean... how did you find this?" "That doesn't really matter right now Amber, I want you to tell me what the hell this is all about." My anger was starting to shine through a bit now. "It's just something I wanted ...... I mean honey, I'm just trying ... to uh.... I wanted to do something for you. How the hell did you find this? I was..... I was going to post some videos for you.... You know, like for our anniversary ...... as a surprise... but I just couldn't go through with it." Her voice rising with the tension of someone caught in a lie she knew there was no escape from now. I had not tipped my hand as to how much I knew yet "So you are telling me that there's nothing really here? I mean, you obviously posted this at some point?" She stammered again..... "Yeah, I mean, there's nothing really on that site..... you can see that. I tried to post some stuff, but couldn't go through with it. It's blank except that picture" She started crying a bit now... "I'm so sorry honey. I just wanted to do something nice for you, but I know you must think horrible things of me right now." My blood was boiling now. I knew a hell of a lot more than I had let on but she had no idea. She thought all I had seen was the public side of her site. "Well, funny story my dear. After your recent behavior in bed, I was wondering if you were screwing around. I looked around in the history here on the laptop and never saw anything. I tried to watch for tell tale signs of an affair but saw nothing. Then one day I got an email reminding me that the 90 day trial of the monitoring software we looked at for the kids was going to expire. Remember? We put it on here earlier this summer and I forgot about it. I'm betting you did too. When I got the email, I logged in and started....." She sat straight up in the bed and glared at me. Her posture gone from one of someone frightened she had been caught to one defiant and looking for a fight "So what you are saying is you SPIED on me.. you fucking SPIED on me? Is that what you are telling me?" Her tone was what pissed me off the most. "Well apparently Amber it's a damn good thing I did, since you're fucking lying through your teeth right now." She stiffened up again.... "What the hell are you talking about?" she almost shouted now. I had taken several of the screenshots of her posts on the websites and saved them to a word document. I flipped the computer back into my lap and quickly opened up that document. I flipped it back around and shoved it back towards her. "Care to fucking explain this?" I was shouting at her now. Plastered on the screen in front of her were pasted the first of the pictures I had saved from the monitoring software. It was her, in our bathroom from one of the videos. She was lifting her breasts towards the camera, obviously playing with her nipples with her fingers. She stammered... "I can't fucking believe you.... I mean, how DARE you spy on me." "You can't fucking believe ME? FUCK you Amber. You are making videos showing off your tits to men all over the internet and you are pissed at ME because I found out about it accidentally? Hell, you were ready to fucking leave me over me chatting with someone else on instant messenger and now you are showing your tits off all over the world? Why don't you scroll through and look at the rest of it. There's more where that came from. You are a fucking liar and I know it and YOU know it. There are dozens of pictures from multiple videos and you were taking instructions from other men on what they wanted to see. So FUCK YOU. Don't you DARE get fucking high and mighty with me over this." She was full blown sobbing now as I stormed out of the room, slamming the door and almost breaking the door handle off as I left. She screamed my name as I left, but I had to go. I went downstairs to cool off. I couldn't stand the sight of her right now. While I had wondered how it would turn out, this had taken a turn I had never anticipated. That she could even THINK to be pissed off with me when SHE was the one posting nude videos of herself for other people..... I was simply blown away and furious. I could hear her sobbing upstairs. I heard her almost wail at one point. I'm guessing that's when she saw the screen shot of her showing her pussy to the world. I poured myself a stiff drink and sat at our kitchen table seething. I didn't know what I would do now. I had considered the idea of her saying it was for me and it turning into something very erotic as she showed me even more videos she had never posted. I had contemplated her telling me that there was someone else and she was posting for them and she wanted a divorce. I had never however considered the idea that she could in a million years be angry with me for finding her out. I stayed downstairs for a good half an hour trying to calm myself down. I wanted to slap her when I had left. I had always promised her I would never hit her because of her previous boyfriend and I had held to that over the years, but I was as tempted as I had ever been to do exactly that when I had stormed out. I contemplated just getting in the car and leaving. I wanted to get away, but I wanted an explanation worse. I walked back up the stairs, listening to her still crying as I approached the room at the top of the stairs. I opened the door and stood in the doorway watching her laying on the bed. She was laying down on her side, the laptop still open, her head buried in her pillow... still sobbing well over 30 minutes after I had stormed out. She heard the door open and looked up to me tears pouring down her face and a pained look on her face. "Oh my god.... I'm so sorry Steve.... " She collapsed again onto the bed sobbing uncontrollably again now. As angry as I was with her, I HATED seeing her cry like this. It hurt me inside, but so did viewing nude pictures off my wife sharing her tits with the world on the net. "You want to calm down and start explaining just what the fuck you thought you were doing?" Her sobs continued to make her hard to understand. "I'm sorry...... so sorry, please come here. Don't just stand there looking at me like that" I walked over to the bed and sat down. I didn't know what to say so I just sat there, waiting on her to come up with something. She finally started trying to offer an explanation. "I know you won't believe it, but I really was trying to do something for you" She kept crying every few words... and I listened to her story trying to gauge whether I believed her or she was just sorry she had been caught. "Things had been rough for us for so long, and I knew you were never really happy.... you had done what I asked and things were getting better..... so I wanted to let you know that I was trying...." She continued, gaining some more control as I simply listened and bottled my anger up for the moment. "Steve, I know that I've never had the same sex drive you do, and I was trying to ramp things up a bit to say thank you. It started off just posting one or two things and then it was kind of sexy... some people started commenting and ..... it just kind of..... took off a little bit. Then someone said something and it scared me and I started shutting it all down, but we had to leave and you needed the laptop more than I did so I didn't get to finish shutting all of it down" I listened her talk her way through.. never interuptting her... just listening quietly. Sometimes looking at her, sometimes, staring into space. I finally slid up onto the bed, leaning back on my pillow and sitting up beside her. "Please stop just sitting there... tell me SOMETHING. You're just staring at me like you HATE me and I can't stand that. I'd rather you scream at me again..... at least I'd know you felt SOMETHING..." She laid her head on my shoulders and started sobbing again. "I just don't understand why you felt the needs to do that Amber. If you had asked me if that was okay... I would have been shocked, but I might have even helped. I mean it's a big turn on to see you like that, but at the same time, it's hard to understand why you felt the need to share that with everyone else, but couldn't share it with me?" She looked at me, wiping the tears from her eyes again. "I know, it doesn't make any sense, but it really was me trying to do something for you... I'm so sorry...." I was struggling with her explanation. "I mean, I don't know whether to throw you on the bed and fuck you senseless, throw you over my knee and whip your ass or throw you out of the house and tell you not to come back." She started sobbing into my shoulder again.... and then she looked at me with those huge sad puppy dog eyes, tears streaming out the sides. "Please give me another chance.... I'm so sorry Steve.... so SO sorry....I'll do anything to make it up to you.... PLEASE don't walk away now" I looked at her. That beautiful face, framed with her touseled red hair, her breasts rising and falling against my chest as she rested against my body.... and those huge eyes, staring at me, waiting for some sign. She was so damn sexy. A Newfound Desire Ch. 04 "Why don't you get over here and show me just how sorry you are....." She didn't smile, but a sense of relief seemed to come over her. She hesitated for a second, not sure of exactly what I meant. She wiped some tears from her eyes and looked at me again. She kissed my shoulder and sat up a bit and then she reached out with her hand and lifted my t shirt. She began to rub her hand over my chest and lifted her head to kiss me. I didn't reach for her... and she hesitated again for a moment, then leaned forward and kissed my lips.... tentative at first, waiting for my reaction... As I didn't react negatively, she started slipping her tongue in my mouth as she let her hand trail lower along my abdomen. She wasn't sure what was okay, but I just sat back and let her work on her apology a bit. She teased her finger along the edge of my boxers... running her finger underneath the edge of that waist band and teasing the hair line that lay below. She kissed my nipples, and nuzzled my neck... as she did, her hand traced lightly over my cock.... she could feel it stirring in my boxers. She teased me for a moment with her fingertips and then pulled my boxers from my legs. She began kissing her way down my chest, stopping at the waist line to shower kisses all the way around my waist...by that point I was about to burst. As angry as I had been, I was simply overtaken by her interest in pleasing me physically. She sat up and slipped her t-shirt off. Her breasts fell free as she had on no bra. Those beautiful globes I had viewed in those pictures were now once again, inches from my face. I reached out for her breasts, as she laid back. I cupped one breast in my hand while I leaned over and took the nipple of the other one in my mouth. I ran my tongue around the nipple, then lightly nipped at that fleshy bud. She pulled away a bit and tried to pull me on top of her, but I stopped her. I slid down between her legs and she whimpered something about this not being for her, but I assured her I would enjoy this in my own way. I slipped her panties off and reached with my fingertips to her lips... they were already starting to show her excitement. I leaned my head closer as I spread her open with my thumbs. Her body opened to me like a beautiful flower. I leaned closer with my mouth and simply let the heat of my breath run over her sex... she shuddered and shifted her hips to reach out for my tongue. I teased her some more, licking at the sides of her thigh, kissing her just above the hair which rose from between her legs. Showering her with attention but never giving her what she wanted. Finally, as her frustration was growing, I pulled myself away from her. I slipped off the bed, and slid back in upside down, straddling her face with my body. She had invited me into that position a while back, now I was going to take this position for myself. As I straddled her face, I leaned forward with my arms spreading her legs and opening her completely to my mouth. I started licking around the outside of her lips and heard her whimper a bit. She reached out to gently hold my cock with her hand and used her tongue to start teasing up the bottom side; slowly.... decliciously. It was heavenly to feel her wet tongue slide up and down me like that. My rock hard cock disappeared into her mouth as my tongue began to tease the outside of her folds. I lapped at her lips and sucked on her clit while she licked and sucked on my cock with abandon. She used her fingers to tease my sack while she sucked and licked at my shaft, doing her best I guess to show me just how sorry she was as I had told her. I leaned further forward, pulling her legs further back towards my chest again. I kept my mouth completely covering her lips but softly ran my tongue back and forth across her clit as we continued this mutual give and take. As I felt my excitement rising towards the bursting point, I raised one hand and slapped her ass while I buried my tongue deep between her folds. She yelped a bit, but didn't pull away. I pulled away to catch my breath for a second and then I covered her lips with my mouth again and sucked on her clit some more. I began thrusting my tongue back and forth between her folds and I heard her gasp and felt her orgasm start. As it did, I felt her mouth clench around my cock, but she stopped licking or sucking. As the pulsations began throughout her body, I slapped her ass again one more time, and felt her buck against me as her orgasm racked her body. I held my mouth tight against her lips and rode her throughout the orgasm that rolled through her body. As she calmed, she loosened her grip on my cock and I slipped out of her mouth. I lifted my leg from over her head and laid beside her for a moment, giving her a chance to recover. I watched her beautiful breasts heaving up and down as she tried to gain control of her body and I got even more aroused again. I slid between her legs and spread them wide so I could take what I wanted. She reached up to pull me to her, but I wanted to stay up so I could watch her tits as I fucked her. I slid inside her easily and told her to lift her legs up higher as I wanted to be deeper. As I started slowly thrusting into her, I watched as those tits she had wanted to show off so badly were on display now just for me. They bounced up and down as I began thrusting faster and faster. My excitement was growing as I was seeing the sights of her from her videos dancing in front of my eyes live and in person. I was beginning to lose focus on anything other than the wonderful sensations in my cock. I grabbed one of her legs with one hand and lifted her from the knee till that leg was lifted high back towards her head and she was spread wide open. She took the clue and lifted both legs, wrapping them around my back again, and started thrusting against me. I was sliding deep inside her with each stroke and pulling out almost the whole length of my cock each time as well. As I paused at the top of one stroke, she cried out... "please don't stop, don't tease me, I want you...." I had no intention of stopping.... "Put your hands above your head"... I half commanded, half requested. She looked at me puzzled for a moment "Put your hands up over your head, reach for the headboard." I was a bit more commanding and a little annoyed that she was doing anything other than exactly what I asked considering the situation she was in. She did as I asked though with a bit of reluctance in her eyes. That seemed to melt away as I leaned over her, and grabbed her arms with my hands pinning her hands to the bed, and started thrusting again deep inside that amazing pussy. With each stroke I was thrusting harder and deeper as my excitement was building to a crescendo. She was a little thrown off when I pinned her hands to the bed at first, but her excitement returned as I had started thrusting again. She had given her body to other men with those videos and I wanted to reclaim it and her for my own. I was slamming into her now and she was bucking wildly against me, as deeply excited as I was. My cock sliced deeply into her again and I lost control, my cum pouring into her for what seemed like an eternity in spasm after spasm. I'm sure that passed in only a few seconds but it seemed like it lasted forever. I lay deeply spent collapsed on her body, as she unwrapped her legs from behind my back.... We lay there silently for a few moments and then I heard her say again lightly.... "I"m really sorry my dear, I hope you believe me now....." I kissed her and didn't say anything, but held her as we both slipped off to a deep night of slumber after a night I was sure we would neither ever forget. ************************************************************************* I woke to the sight of her staring at me, crying again. I reached up and brushed the tears from the corners of her eyes and slid over to hug her. She cried a bit more as I held her, but soon, she calmed again and we sat up in the bed to talk about things. "Amber, I love you and I always will, but I can't say that I really understand why you felt the need to share with others when you don't even share that kind of thing with me." She stared back at me for a moment, looking down and wiping more tears from her eyes. "I can't explain it Steve.... it was something I started with the idea of doing it for you, but ..... as I started hearing from other people..... it was.... I don't know... it made me feel...... sexy..... and I haven't felt that way in a long time." I reached back to hug her again.... "Sweetheart, you will ALWAYS be sexy to me, no matter what happens. I mean, you cannot imagine what I was thinking and how I felt when I first saw those pictures.... " She looked back up at me again, her face pained.... "I know honey, and I can never tell you how sorry I am. I know you have every right to hate me, but I hope you won't and can forgive me." "i could never hate you Amber.... but you sure shocked the hell out of me. One of the things I wondered was what made you start shutting it all down?" She scooted over and laid her head on my shoulder as she kept talking "I told you last night...... one of those people that were replying.... they said.... they..... they said something about hoping the kids never found out how naughty I was and it scared me.... BAD. That's when I started taking everything down... I just couldn't bear the thought of hurting one of the kids, as much as I wanted to do something for you." I hugged her again, and kissed her forehead and she started crying again. "Amber, as hard as it is to have seen all this, I do believe you. If you want to make more of these, I'd be thrilled, but you have to tell me about it first. I'm going to tell you something though.... I told you years ago I would never hit you. I know it scares you, but if you ever do anything like this again without telling me about it first.... I will bend you over this bed and whip your ass so that you will never forget it... You are asking me to believe you, I hope you'll believe me. I can't go through this again." "Yes, sweetie, very clear. I just wanted to make you happy and .... " the tears started rolling again... "I know that I didn't do that this time and I'm so sorry." I would have to wait and see if she would follow through on that promise, but for now.... my greatest fears were gone, if not forgotten.