A Little Tied Up

Nolie is happy in her marriage to Joseph, but things have become a bit stale in the bedroom. When Joseph suggests role-playing, Nolie is skeptical at first, but then agrees, expecting an exciting time. What she doesn't expect is how much she'll learn about herself and her marriage through the experience.

Special Content Alert: Role-playing "forced" seduction

Excerpt:

Exactly what they'd been doing. If time allowed, sometimes they had sex. Sometimes they just slept. But what could they do to spice things up? "Okay, I agree with you. Did you have something in mind?"

"Role-playing."

"Yeah, okay. What are we going to do, go out and buy cute little costumes? Sorry, Joseph, not interested."

"It doesn't have to be costumes. Think about it, Nolie. Isn't there some fantasy you'd fulfill if you could? Hot little cheerleader with the football coach or something like that?"

"Hardly. The only thing I ever fantasize about -" She snapped her mouth shut. She'd never dared mention it to him before; should she tell him now? Gathering her courage, she nodded and released a sigh. "Okay. Sometimes when I'm . . . well, when I'm alone, I think about what it would be like to be kidnapped."

"Really? Tell me more."

"Kidnapped by a sexy man who wants to use me for his own pleasure. Tied up, maybe. Fucked within an inch of my life." Her pussy tingled at the thought.

"Damn, I never realized you had such a wild side. Kidnapped, huh? I think we might be able to arrange that."

"Are you serious?"

"Sure. Why not? If it turns you on, I'm all for it. Add a little spice to our lives, right?"

Spice. Right. What on earth was he talking about? He couldn't be thinking about getting someone to kidnap her. They'd never talked about bringing other people into their sex life, but it was tacitly understood they'd remain monogamous. "I don't know if I'd like that."

"Even if I was the sexy kidnapper?"

"Ah." She relaxed. "But I'd recognize you, wouldn't I? That would defeat the purpose."

"Not at all. That's why they call it role-playing, honey. I play the part of the nasty, mean old kidnapper, and you play the part of the poor, defenseless woman who's scared and turned on at the same time. It's a game. Are you up for it?"

Was she? Trying something new could be fun. The idea sounded a little weird, but she knew other people did it, and she was definitely curious about whether mild, mellow Joseph would be able to act like a "nasty, mean old kidnapper.""Yeah, I'm up for it. When and where?"

He stood. "Not telling. I'll make plans, but I won't let you in on them. You won't have any idea when your 'kidnapper' will strike. So be warned and be ready. Oh, and one more thing."

"What?"

"When we do this, you have to promise that no matter what I do or say in the game, you'll remember that I love you and I'm doing it because I want you to have your fantasy. Kidnappers have to be mean, right? I might say or do things I wouldn't usually say or do, but it's all part of the game and doesn't mean anything at all. Promise?"

"I promise. What if you go too far?"

"I won't. But if you feel uncomfortable after you've given it a chance, just tell me enough's enough and we'll end the game. Say it just like that, though, okay?"

"Enough's enough. Got it."

"Good." He came around the table and gave her a kiss, pouring more passion into the act than he had in weeks. "I'm off to work. See you this afternoon. And remember, be ready." He walked away.

How could she be ready when she didn't know what she was supposed to be ready for? But that was the point, wasn't it? Something unexpected, something exciting. Nolie made up her mind to be patient. As difficult as that would be.