30 Days of Firing Up Romance: Her Story

Oh so good! It is so nice to see the fun and laughter that is had by a loving couple. We have all had those less than sexy moments and had to laugh at them... another nice one guys!

Day 10 was imply lovely! you guys have done a grea job!!

Just wonderful

Very sweet

Hahaha! Really sweet and cute.

Sex and giggles...what fun...

RyanBlack said:

Day 10

Abbey couldn't contain herself any longer and she burst out laughing as she sat up pulling the arms of her dress up to cover the lacy brazier. Rob began to chuckle too and Mrs. Lloyd said "Oh dear me" with a hint of mocking chuckle as an undertone "I the cats seemed to have upset something." The could still hear her chuckling as she returned to the house and shut the light.

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This may have been my favorite one so far... it wasn't as erotic or hot as some of the others but it caught the playfulness that evaporates out of so many marriages...

the silly things we did as young, fresh new lovers... you managed to capture that and perhaps begin to awaken those feelings in some of your readers.

These stories have been good for my marriage so I, no we, thank you.

Day 11

"Abbey, I'm sorry, we've got to go to this thing. I would rather stay home too." Rob did sound as annoyed as Abbey felt. Neither of them wanted this to turn into a fight.

She had thought all day about a long slow love making session. It had been her plan for the night. She was going to tie him up and tease and torture him. She had forgotten about the reception that Rob had to go to for work. And, as "Wifey" she had to attend.

Some of the people Rob worked with were OK and she did like getting out, but it just wasn't her plan. It was at the boss’s lovely estate and his nasty wife would surely make boastful comments about all their money. She went upstairs and began to change. As she pulled out the black dress she had worn to the theatre, she remembered the exciting night with no panties. She could feel herself getting flush and a tingling excitement.

"My God" she thought, almost in shock "could she?" Her heart pounded.

She continued to dress and left the panties off. She stood in front of the mirror. "It's sort of repeat performance" she thought to herself and smiled "like he would mind" and rolled her eyes at herself. But then she thought of all the leering men and got too nervous. She simply had to have something. Rummaging in her drawer, she found a black lace thong. She usually hated thongs; they always felt like she was getting a wedgie.

Not really a sexy feeling to be honest. But tonight, somehow, pulling them on made her feel naughty and that was just the mood she wanted. A smile crept across the mirror as she combed her hair: a plan was emerging.

The party was, as usually, boring. They laughed at the jokes, especially those of the boss. Abbey ooohed and ahhhed over the house and told the bosses wife how lovely she looked and how wonderful the dinner was; the usual social niceties. All the while biding her time and flirting with her husband as much as possible.

She had reminded him, on the way over, of their adventure in the theatre in this very same dress. Then, near the beginning of the evening, she whispered into his ear "dear, the black lace thong I'm wearing makes me feel so sexy." She could see the color in his face as he quickly drained his drink and sighed "oh shit." His responses to her lately really served to build up her confidence. She could turn him on with a few words--she liked that.

Dinner was a "finger foods" type affair, with small plates standing up. She stood as close to him as possible, every once in awhile, licking her fingers. Not obviously, but making sure to catch his eye and linger, just a second too long. At one point she even let out a low soft moan.

She carefully took the cherry from the top of her dessert and caught his eye from across the room. Robert looked and started to smile. She winked and threw her head back, dangling the cherry above her lips for moment before slowly sucking it into her mouth. As she dropped her head and looked back at him, she wondered who else saw the little display. She just smiled a wicked smile at him. Abbey could not believe she was doing this. It certainly made it the most exciting party she had ever been too. Flirting with Rob, enticing him, trying to get him all worked up was getting her at least as worked up.

After dessert, the party was beginning to wind down. Abbey grabbed Rob's hand and quickly led him back toward the bedrooms of the sprawling ranch style house. The coats had been piled in the first room, and they moved quickly past it, confusion showing on Rob's face and possibly a little fear. She had scoped it out earlier and pulled him into a dark room across from the bathroom. Grabbing his tie, she pulled him into her for a kiss as she pushed the door closed behind them.

Rob struggled slightly and as their kiss broke he hissed "what are you doing." Her heart pounding Abbey almost chickened out, but she was so aroused by her thoughts the momentum kept her going and she simply said "you."

She pushed Rob back and his leg hit the bed in two steps. He lost his balance with her shove and fell back to sit on the bed. Reaching down, she grabbed his zipper and was so happy to feel his erection pushing against his trousers. But then she started to shake and tremble and found it hard to undo his zipper. For a moment she thought it was all going to fall apart, but then Rob's hands were there and she heard rather than felt the zipper getting pulled down "oh God Abbey" he moaned.

Her hand reached in the fly and found his semi-rigid member. Pulling it out and stroking it slightly she felt it stiffening in her hand. Her own body was reacting to the excitement and adrenaline rush. She could feel her lips, swelling and tingling. She didn't wait long. Grabbing the hem of her dress, she pulled it up to her waist. She pushed Rob back on the bed a little further and straddled his lap. Pushing the fabric of the skimpy thong to the side she guided him into her and began to rock and grind her hips against him.

Rob's arms wrapped around her and she kissed him deeply. Her hips ground and thrust, she used every trick she had ever read about Kegel exercises and squeezing. She whispered in his ear "oh god Rob, yes, I have wanted you inside me all night."

In only a few short minutes he could feel him getting close, hear it in his ragged breath. And then he groaned through clenched teeth. Abbey could feel the sensations change in their thrusting as he began to fill her with cum. Her orgasm was not powerful or particularly exciting, the situation was not quite right. But oh god it was incredible to just take him, right here. She could hear the party breaking up as Rob's breathing began to slow again.

Quickly rising, she straightened her dress. She could hear Rob pulling up his zipper and straitening his tie. Abbey surreptitiously peeked out the door. Rob came up behind her and put his hand on her back as she peeked. His strength helped calm her as this, she realized was the most dangerous part. When no one was in the hall, she grabbed his hand and whispered "let's go" leading him right to the room with the coats.

"Rob, we need to leave, quickly" she hissed. He looked at her quizzically and she gave him that exasperated look "where do you think your um...you know... is right now?" She blushed red as Rob's face registered the issue. Having a quickie at your boss's house was one thing, standing around with semen running down your leg was another.

He found their coats quickly and helped her on with hers; then trying to walk, while holding her legs as close together as possible was not easy. As they got to the front door, Abbey tried to rush through the usual exit ritual. She was beginning to regret this and panic was starting to set in. "Oh Shit!," she thought "please, please, please don't let me leak onto the floor" she was sure she was blushing crimson red.

They made it through the door and she breathed a sigh of relief as she practically dragged Rob running to the car. When they were seated and she could get some Kleenex, she breathed a sigh of relief. Rob started the car and they headed home.

Abbey turned to Rob and said "I'm sorry, that was probably not smart."
Rob acted like he was stunned, doing the driver double take. "Are you kidding?" he asked incredulous "that's the hottest thing you've ever done! I've always wanted to do that at a party, but never thought you would. God, Abbey, I'm hard again just thinking about it."

His last words spilling out in a rush still full of arousal and attraction. Abbey sighed and thought back for a moment...it was, she realized, pretty exciting at that.

Bravo for day 11

Great work ^_^

Day 12

Abbey giggled to herself like a girl as she gathered the materials she needed for tonight's escapade. That was how she was thinking of it, as an escapade.

She had been planning on doing it the night before, but that party got in the way; and she smiled again when she thought of the end of the party. It had been so exciting to just take Rob into that spare bedroom for a quickie. It wasn’t that the sex was fantastic—come on how fantastic can something be that is over in three minutes? It was more about the adventure of it that made it worthy of being on her list.

When they had gotten home, they had fallen into each other's arms and made love, slowly, sensuously; touching and taking their time for several hours. That sex HAD been fantastic! He had rolled her onto her back, and slowly entered her, cradling her in his arms as they looked into each other's eyes. She sighed remembering how they had held each other, finally falling into an exhausted sleep entwined.

Tonight though, she thought wickedly, was going to be another take charge kind of night for her. She had loved the feeling of power last night, taking charge and taking what she wanted. Tonight her plan was, she felt, even more dramatic.

As the evening wore on, her excitement level rose. She kept looking at the clock, hoping the kids bedtime would come soon. It seemed to drag on and on. Finally, the kids were all tucked in bed and she took Rob by the hand "come with me love, I have plans." She smiled wickedly at him.

"Oh," his eyebrows raising "I like your plans." He snickered and followed along.

They went into the bedroom and she closed and locked the door. Rob simply stood there, waiting. She was glad of that and felt emboldened.

"Rob, take off all your clothes for me darling" she announced.

Laughing he replied "you mean just like that? Strip?"

His laugh made her wilt just a little, and she felt herself flush and nod. But then, perhaps sensing her need, he just nodded his head and started to undo his belt "you don't want to help me?" Slightly regaining her courage, she smiled and said "no, I want to watch you."

Rob tried a little to ham it up, wiggling his hips as he moved his pants down and they both cracked up. Still laughing, she said "I don't think the Chippendales are going to snap you up, but I'm glad because I want you all to myself."

Rob blushed a little at that. In another minute he stood there, completely naked and she just looked at him for a moment. He was nearly fully erect and she could tell that he was both a little thrilled and a little nervous.

She rose from where she had been sitting on the bed and putting her hands on his chest, she kissed him; deeply and passionately. His arms wrapped around her waist. She took his hands and broke the kiss and then led him to the bed "Just lie down on your back for me" she asked as sweetly as she could.

A slightly confused, but definitely intrigued look crossed his face as he did what she asked.

Abbey was so thrilled that he was complying so easily. She climbed on the bed next to him and then, moving swiftly, she pulled the silk scarves she had already tied to the bed frame out and tied his hands above his head.

Grabbing the third one, she placed it over his eyes, blindfolding him. Finally, she moved to his feet and secured them using the ties from their bathrobes.

"Ohhhh," he said with dawning realization "so this is your plan." He positively beamed and she almost swatted him. She had hoped for just a little fear.

Thinking quickly, she reached down and grabbed his balls "I think I have you just where I want you." A little bit of a squeeze brought a look of shocked surprise, and even now finally some uncertainty. She smiled to herself again, but he couldn’t see it.

She released his balls and then, taking her fingernails, she began at his knee; slowly raking up his inner thigh, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to get his attention. His low groan told her she was on the right track.

She paused as she reached his groin and got up off the bed. Pulling the items from under the bed she had hidden away earlier, she picked up the feather first.

Starting at his cheek, she slowly drew the feather down his face, neck and onto his chest "hey, that tickles" he laughed, curling up slightly trying to move away from it. She let the feather continue down across his sensitive stomach, where he really reacted and then, just before reaching his now semi-hard penis, she stopped.

Starting again on his inner thigh, she slowly dragged the feather up, over his hissed protestations that it tickled. This time as she reached his balls, she let the feather touch them and tickle them, and then move up following his hardening shaft to the tip. "Ohhhhhhhhh" he groaned.

Rob arched his back and spread his knees a little as the sensations, completely out of his control moved his body. She watched fascinated as his cock twitched and the loose skin of his balls tightened up.

Taking a moment, she stood and stripped down to her panties and bra. Reaching into what she was thinking of as her "magic box" she pulled out the next item on her list: a fork. Turning it so that the tines were curved toward his skin, she rested it lightly on his chest and slowly drew it down, just outside his sensitive nipple to the bottom of his rib cage.

"Oh Fuck!, Abbey, what is that" he growled half in pleasure and sweet torture. It was not like Rob to talk like that. Knowing she had pushed him to it and that he was really under her control was an incredible feeling.

She leaned down and kissed him, his lips greedy with desire. Then, never saying a word, she rested the tines of the fork along center of his twitching manhood. Pushing just a little, she wiggled the fork, not hard, just teasing and he writhed and moaned breathlessly "fuck."

She could feel her sex tingling with arousal. The power was amazing; she could do anything she wanted to do to him. Leaning down, she took his nipple in her mouth, the fork still teasing him and sucked it between her lips, grazing it with her teeth. The tiny nipple was as hard as a little stone.

Rob's moans were becoming more demanding: “Abbey!” “Yes!” Please!" his breathing was labored and coming in pants and some gasps now.

Again, she stopped and reached into her box pulling out the ice cube she had placed in it at the last minute. Taking it in her fingers, she started at his knee and slowly drew it up the inside of his thigh.

"Ohhhhh...that's cold" he hissed.

She withdrew the cold ice and moved it to his nipple, circling the sensitive skin. "Abbey" he hissed again "god it's so cold." The cube had melted some from the heat of his skin and she slipped it into her mouth.

Using the hand that had just held the ice, she gripped the base of his cock and leaned down taking him into her mouth. The warmth of him contrasted with the cold ice and she swirled her tongue mingling the sensations and the different textures.

Rob groaned "oh god yessss" and she felt his words deep inside her. Abbey was tingling with delight as she sucked and slurped on the ice cube and his dick.

After a moment though, she stopped and withdrew, the ice nearly melted.

Rob moaned loudly and said "oh fuck!, what’s next, baby I'm so close."

She pulled out the little vibrator they had bought together and turned it on.

He could hear the low thrum of its buzzing sound and he said "are you ....using it."

Abbey didn’t answer him, just let him hear the sound for a minute. The second time he asked she also didnt answer instead, she let the tip of the toy they had picked out together rest just under the hood of his cock.

Robs arms strained against the scarves and his hips began to buck.

“Abbey! Wait! NO! Abbey! I'm ..." and then the first rope of thick white cum erupted from him.

She watched in fascination as his penis throbbed and ejaculated.

Stream after stream of cum spurted out amid Rob's groans onto his stomach and chest, she grabbed his shaft and pumped hard and fast. His orgasm lasted longer than she remembered him cuming before. He was thrashing and shuddering as the last few drops emerged from the tip of his cock and ran down her fingers.

Looking down at her husband’s cum splattered body she thrilled at what she had done to him.. The power to make this happen had been all hers. She unhooked her bra and slid off her panties and lay on top of him the slippery liquid smearing their bodies.

Rob was still speechless.

Looking down at her husband’s cum splattered body she thrilled at what she had done to him.. The power to make this happen had been all hers. She unhooked her bra and slid off her panties and lay on top of him the slippery liquid smearing their bodies.

There is something I find quite satisfying in laying against my love, our bodies cooling as we lie against each other, his cum warm and sweet between us.

liked this one especially

Mmmmm, that was so hot, guys.

Last two days - very hot stuff!

Wow....absolutely breathtakingly sexy! Bravo! You two are amazing!

fantastically erotic! thank you both for your wonderful visions.

Adding my kudos to the bunch... very hot.. both of these last days!

Very enjoyable stories!

Big Daddy and Sailer? Please tell me, you're going to have these published?

This is absolutely an incredible thread

*sigh* delicious as always

Day 13

She found the note tucked under her pillow when she went to make the bed.
Robert didn’t write a lot of notes or cards, he never really had. He never forgot the holidays or special occasions, but she couldn’t remember the last time he had written something to her without an occasion.

To My Dearest Wife,
I don’t know why you are suddenly doing all these sexy things for me but I wanted to tell you how much I appreciate the effort and creativity and sexiness you have brought to our relationship in the last few weeks. I am sorry because I have realized how much I had come to take you for granted. I promise you that I will never do that again.
You have made me feel loved and wanted and even possessed (in a good way).
I wanted to surprise you with something to make things a little easier for you today.
Someone is coming at 9 to clean the house and here is a gift certificate for you to spend the day pampering yourself. Your appointment is at 9:30.
I love you every day and always.
Love Robert.

Inside the envelope was a gift certificate for a full day at the Awakenings Spa. It was the one really high end spa and salon in town.

Abbey looked at her watch, it was 8:30. Realizing she had almost no time to do anything before her appointment, she rushed around her bedroom picking up as best she could and then jumped into the shower.

She had just barely finished dressing and drying her hair when the doorbell rang.

She was embarrassed to have a cleaning service show up when her house was in such disarray and thought about turning them away for a moment, but decided that if they were going to think less of her for it—then screw them.

A middle aged English lady was at the door with four younger women standing behind her.

“Ma’am, we are here for your service.” She said with a cheerful smile.

Abbey started to apologize for the state of her home, but the woman “Tut, tutted” her and said her home was lovely and would be a pleasure to provide the service. The four workers scattered through the house, each with a carrier of chemicals and rags and brooms and vacuums.

Unused to such service and efficiency, Abbey let go the clenched muscles of her stomach and decided that she would make the best of it.

“I have to go out but I’ll be back this afternoon sometime” she told the English woman.

“No trouble dear, we’ll simply help with the tidying up and then be out of your way.”

Abbey went back to her bedroom to put on a pair of shoes and just as she was about to go out she remembered the scarves and bathrobe ties on the bed. Turning beet red at the thought of the cleaning lady finding them there she quickly untied them and shoved them in the night stand drawer where her other “fun things” had found a place.

The cleaning crew was already bustling around the house and she could hear a vacuum running in one of the kid’s rooms. The English woman was directing another young woman to start on the baseboards in the kitchen while yet another was already dusting in the living room.

The woman walked her to the door, practically hustling her out by the arm. “Now don’t fret dear, I’ll take care of everything.” “Have a wonderful day.”

Abbey was so happy she almost hugged the woman. Robert’s note and his thoughtfulness (though she really would have liked to pick up the house first) was so sweet it made her choke up a bit as she walked to the car with keys and her Day at the Spa gift certificate in her hand.

Awakenings Spa was the kind of place where they offer you a cup of exotic herbal tea when you come in and a comfortable chair to relax in before your appointments start. Robert had purchased the Royalty Package which was the kind of treatment that if you had to ask the price, then you can’t afford it. It included Hair and nails, massage pedicure, facial and waxing. The staff treated her as if she was a long time regular customer and their only purpose was to pamper her.

The massage was first and left her relaxed and sleepy. Next came another cup of herbal tea and a manicure and pedicure. Abbey felt like someone out of a Hollywood movie with no less than three people working on her at any given time; after they had finished with her hands and feet came some little watercress sandwiches and a small iced herbal tea that tasted of peaches and roses while she waited for the next session.

Her next session was “waxing.” Abbey had shaved her legs regularly and had her lower legs and bikini area waxed for swim suit season, but as she looked over the list of choices for the services available, in addition to legs and eyebrows and the usual there were several choices for the “bikini area” available. French and Brazilian were the two she was deciding on. Shaving all of her pubic hair had actually been on her list, though not for another week or so. Abbey was so relaxed from such royal treatment she decided to go for it.

Gnawing at her lip in nervousness she circled the Brazilian on the card and set it upside down on the small table next to her empty iced tea.

Still nervous when they came to get her, the young woman simply smiled and indicated for Abbey to follow her to one of the rooms set aside for waxing.
After that came hair color and cut and style.

The hours flew by and Abbey was only aware of how late it was because her stomach had begun to rumble with hunger.

Finally, 3:30 rolled around and she was finished. Not a spare inch of her body had been left unattended with pampering. She felt fantastic! She hoped Robert would like her surprise down there. It was the first time since she had been in junior high school since she was completely hairless. Her skin was so delicately sensitive that even the cotton of her panties seemed to want her aroused.

She wondered what it was going to feel like to be touched, and kissed and licked by Robert being completely smooth like this.

When she got home the house was positively gleaming. It was very quiet, the kids must be outside. She heard music and badly off key singing from the kitchen and knew her husband must be home early.

Robert was standing in the kitchen making dinner with a cook book open and wearing nothing but an apron.

Abby almost laughed and almost cried her brain couldn’t decide which, so she stood there with her mouth open until he said “So do you like my outfit.” “Dinner will be ready soon.”

She couldn’t wait to lay back on the dining room table again and show him what she had done.

She rushed forward and grabbed the apron strings and pulled him towards the table smothering him with kisses along the way. “I want dessert first.”

Good thing he hadn’t set the table either.

These twists and turns! oh you guys are just awesome

Mrs.H said:

Big Daddy and Sailer? Please tell me, you're going to have these published?

This is absolutely an incredible thread

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Mrs. H is right these need to be collected and bound. And I would buy the first one!

As for today... what a turn of events! Robert was so thoughtful, I swooned.

How wonderful to have a whole day being pampered . . .

Absolutely any gal's dream day! Thanks guys for letting us live vicariously through your writing.

Awesome! Just awesome!