Chapter 8

The following morning I didn’t have to go to work, yet I still let my alarm go off at six, and instead of getting up, I slipped between Mel’s legs and licked her pussy, “Simon, go to work, you haven’t got time for sex.”

Ignoring her advice, I wrapped my arms around her thighs and lapped up and down her slit, getting her wet, coating my face in her sweet nectar.

“Mmm, hubby, this feels so good, but you’ll be late for work.”

“I don’t have work today. I have a surprise for you.”

Mel put her hands behind my head and tried to hump her hips into my face, but with how I was holding her, she couldn’t thrust her hips. Letting go of her right thigh, I slipped two fingers up her snatch as I sucked on her clit, she softly murmured as I pleasured her while she rubbed her hands through my hair.

Turning my fingers towards me and my free hand on her tit, I strummed her G-spot, making her writhe around the bed as she neared her climax, and continued to stimulate her sex until she bent at the waist as her orgasm hit. Once she had orgasmed, it was time for me to enter her.

“Turn over, arse in the air.”

I love this position, as it allows me to either play with her tits, rub her clit, or finger her butt hole.

Getting behind her, and after rubbing my turgid member up and down her slit, I slowly eased up her love tunnel, stopped, pulled back and eased in until I was balls deep, oh yeah what a beautiful way to start the day, sex with the missus.

Laying on her back, I wrapped my arms around her and played with her tits as I slowly made love to my wife. As my lust grew, I squeezed and pulled on her nipples, making her moan. My thrusting became firmer, and I pulled her head back by her hair and whispered, “Who’s my slut?”

“I’m your slut, your cheap wife. Fuck my cunt.”

Hearing Melanie degrade herself gets the two of us wildly turned on, and while pulling on her hair, I slapped her arse, then fingered her butt hole. “Oh, this feels so good. Hurt me, make me cum.”

I pulled out and spanked her until her butt cheeks turned red, leaving her moaning, and then I stuck my cock up her arse and pounded her while rubbing her clit, making her climax and continued until we orgasmed together, leaving us breathless.

I rolled off her onto my back, and she crawled up my body, resting her hands on my chest, and kissed me. “I love it when you wake me like that. Morning sex is so good; It’s a great start to the day.”

After breakfast and after Kelly went to school, I said, “Why don’t you shower, and I’ll select your clothes.”

“Oh, am I a sub today? I thought you didn’t want to do that again.”

“No, you’re not a sub unless you want to be, and remember, you asked me to dominate you, and that’s what I’m doing. Telling you what you can wear.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Mel, you don’t have to call me sir.”

“If you’re dominating me, I feel compelled to call you sir.”

“Okay, have it your way, but you don’t have to.”

While Mel was in the shower, I selected an elegant emerald green evening dress with a plunging V-cut neckline, shoe string shoulder straps, an open back with adjustable crossover ties finishing just above the waist, and a leg split that ended close to the top of her thigh, a pair of black stay ups, and high-heeled shoes.

After my shower, I dressed in a pair of smart trousers with an impressive short-sleeved shirt. “Simon, please zip me up and tie off the ties. And why no panties?”

“Wow, don’t you look gorgeous, and that perfume is a knock-out,” I stated as I zipped up the back of her dress, covering her butt and tied the ties. “You don’t need panties with a long dress.”

“You looked dressed up, and the dress you’ve put me in, we must be going somewhere special.”

“Yes, I have booked a special day for you. I want to show you my appreciation for last weekend. You knocked my socks off.”

“Thank you, kind sir.”

“Are you ready to go?”

“As always, and ready to please.”

Her remark left me grinning like a Cheshire cat with what I had in store for later in the day.

After getting in our car, I kissed her and said, “We are going to have a fabulous day with a surprise.” I knew that would put her on edge, letting her mind come up with many scenarios.

We arrived at Bodhi Day Spa at ten thirty for a luxurious double massage, and after checking in with the receptionist, she called Francis. “Francis, Mr and Mrs Boyd are in reception.”

Soon, a woman appeared, wearing a white polo top and shorts, with white tennis shoes and sports socks.

“Welcome Mr, and Mrs Boyd, please, this way.”

“Thank you.”

“Your masseurs, Anna and Ella, will be with you shortly. In the meantime, if you can undress and put these warm robes on”

“Thank you.”

There was a knock on our door, and two hot-looking women entered. “Good morning Mr, and Mrs Boyd. I’m Ella, and my colleague Anna, please come this way.”

They led us to the next room, where two massage beds were close together. The room was warm, with soft music playing in the background. The decor was calming with soft lighting, leaving you feeling relaxed.

“Please hop on the tables face down, and we’ll remove your robes and cover your lower regions with a warm towel.”

For the next thirty minutes, our bodies were worked on by experts who knew every pressure point and used fragrant oils to ease away the tension throughout our bodies. Several times, Mel and I groaned as the girls worked on our tight muscles, and after thirty minutes, we flipped over. They graciously turned their backs, allowing us to cover our sexy bits before they resumed our massage, and for the final five minutes, we received a head massage, concentrating on our temples and scalp.