Anniversary Sex

My stories are based in reality and on real experiences. So let me start by describing my wife, Kelly. At 5'8", she has a very attractive build with great 36C breasts and curves in all of the right places. Her figure is very womanly and attractive, and although she won't be modeling on a runway anytime soon, she looks great in sexy attire. She has medium length dark hair, sometimes tinted auburn or red, and very sexy, full lips. I'm not going to say she'd be a Penthouse Pet next week, but Kelly is a very good looking woman and gets compliments from all my friends.

For our second anniversary a little over a year ago, I had plans to take Kelly out to a hip Asian fusion restaurant that we'd been eager to try. They had a reputation for great sushi and great atmosphere. Unfortunately, a sudden snowstorm dumped nearly twenty inches on us the day of our anniversary. Just about every restaurant in the city closed by early afternoon and decided not to reopen for the day. I was digging deep in the yellow pages trying to find anyone who was open; we were looking for sushi, but started considering anything else that was at least reasonably nice. We were lucky enough to call one Japanese restaurant that had stayed open and was fairly near our condo on the subway line, and off we went.

Although our plans had been disrupted slightly, we were determined to make a great time of it anyway. With the weather and change in plans, we ended up going a little more casual than we had originally planned. I wore a pair of dark gray slacks and a black merino wool sweater. Kelly wore a simple, thin black sweater with a single tie in the front to close it. The sweater was necessary, because underneath it she was wearing my all time favorite piece of lingerie. This is a completely sheer, long sleeve shirt made by Gucci. I'd bought it for her for her birthday a couple of years ago, after months of searching, for the exorbitant price of $300. Now, we do okay, but to me that's a lot of money for a tiny little top. Believe me, it's worth every penny.

To do this shirt justice, imagine the thinnest, sheerest pair of black nylons you can. Now, imagine the material is a dozen times finer, with no flaws or lines. Then, imagine it as a form fitting shirt with a high crew neck and sleeves all the way to the wrists. The shirt is meant to be worn braless, and Kelly's sexy rack really stretches it to the limit. You can see right through to the fine details of her aereolas and her stiff nipples. I like seeing her in that shirt.

Underneath a pair of satiny black pants, she wore a pair of Victoria's Secret thong underwear that tied on each hip with a pair of ribbons, and just for my pleasure (since it wasn't really necessary with pants), she completed the ensemble with a lacy garter belt and a pair of sheer black stockings - the backseamed kind with the line in the back. Kelly Escort Bayan says they're slutty, but she'll wear them for me when she wants a certain reaction... She finished her look with an unusual white eyeliner that I find exotic and sexy, and a great brownish red lipstick.

We had a great time at dinner, consuming several orders of sake. Because of the weather, we had the restaurant virtually to ourselves, and were able to relax and really enjoy ourselves. After eating a great deal of sushi and tempura, and getting more than a slight buzz from the sake, we headed back out to the subway stop for the ride home. Often on occasions like this, I think of the night in two parts: the romantic, intimate dinner (her part) and the sizzling, high-fantasy sex (my part). We were getting ready for my part now.

We arrived home and opened a bottle of red wine to celebrate. Pouring two glasses, I led Kelly into the bedroom and we sat on the bed. We sipped our wine and talked for a few minutes, then began kissing gently. Kelly prefers to be the aggressor when we kiss, so I let her take the lead and enjoyed the feeling of her faintly nibbling and sucking on my lips. She will just barely touch my mouth with hers and squeeze her lips lightly around one of mine, then move to another spot, from the top to the bottom lip, or the corners of my mouth. Gradually she will start flicking her tongue in those places, or as my mouth opens lightly dart her tongue inside. This night she was at her best, using every trick at her disposal to arouse me, and it was working. She put one hand behind my head and lay back on the bed, pulling me down on top of her as we kissed.

We continued for a few minutes, and then Kelly reminded me that earlier that day I had promised her a surprise in the bedroom. I grinned and told her to slide to the center of the bed and close her eyes. First, I took out a dark scarf and blindfolded her. Then I went to each corner of the bed and withdrew a foam covered velcro wrist restraint that I had bought a few days earlier unbeknownst to her. One at a time, I strapped her arms and legs to the bed and secured the ends of the restraints to the feet of the bed, pausing only to remove her pants. Kelly was now bound spread-eagled on the bed wearing only her black lingerie. I could tell she was a little nervous but ready to see what happened.

Deliberately taking a long time, I began to prepare the rest of my "accessories". First I turned on a porno with the volume just high enough that Kelly would be easily able to hear the moans and gasps as the women onscreen were fucked. I lit an incense stick to perfume the room and put some soft R