There comes a time in life when everything becomes routine and lack of excitement kills all the fun. I am a very fun loving and adventurous so I had t...o do something about it.It was a Sunday and like routine, my hubby dear fucked me twice in the bed, how boring I thought and just laid there with my legs spread. Then when he was done I went to the shower and started fingering myself. Most women reading this would agree that this happens a lot.During lunch I told him that I have to go to Mumbai. He told me that he was off to get a haircut before he picked up Kellie, and said, ‘Well, at least you’ll know I’ll be out late tonight.’ After Brandon left I opened the box and found a dozen long-stemmed red roses and a leather riding crop. There was a note tied to the crop that read: ‘I’m sure you heard the kids have plans for the night. I’d like to make plans of our own. Meet me at La Dolce Vita at 7. Leave the crop in the car in case we have a ‘switch’ in the plans. Yours, R.’ I wasn’t quite. If that’s not something you’re comfortable with, this will not work.” “No no that’s ok. I just didn’t know ``''Good girl” He kissed her forehead. “You seem to really get off on being humiliated. I love that in a woman``''Oh, uh, thanks? Did you know I was on the pill?” “Yes, your dad told me. Don’t worry, I won’t knock you up, not yet anyways”Sophia woke up the next morning feeling sore all over her body. She didn’t have much time to think about it though, because Mathew wanted morning after. A yellow spot with crust was in the center. I placed them to my nose and inhaled. The musky scent of a woman filled my nostrils and my cock leapt against the restraints of my jeans. I slowly unbuckled my belt savoring the heavy aroma that lingered deep in my nostrils. Popping each button open on my jeans my cock bounced with each heartbeat of blood pumping through it. The precum leaking heavily from the tip I wiped it to the small sensitive underside of the head and began to circle it around.