Reese has something extra special planned for his wife's 30th birthday—the fulfillment of Judi's widest sexual fantasies...and maybe a few of his, too.
Bad girl discipline and good girl treats. By his hand...or another's. With his body...or another's. In private...or very public. Judi knows Reese always gives her just what she wants...and needs.
And now, with two extra men at her (and Reese's) disposal, Judi can't wait to experience every body-quaking moment.
Judi Osbourne’s gaze wandered to the
thirty-one long-stemmed red roses arranged in the crystal vase that was perched
on her desk. A rose for every year she’d been on this earth, plus one to grow
on. A gift from Reese, and the promise of what was to come—her…multiple times.
Focusing on work was impossible when she knew he could call at any time to lay
out in graphic and sensuous detail everything he planned to do to her tonight.
The briefings, case files, and the myriad intricacies of legal documentation
she had piled on her desk might as well have been invisible. Other than the
folder that had been opened before her for the bulk of the afternoon, Judi
hadn’t been able to touch a one. Her thoughts had been on Reese. His call would
set in motion the events for the evening. Her every fantasy fulfilled—his
birthday gift to her.
Her heart raced in anticipation. Lower, her body thrummed for attention,
getting wetter with every passing second. Judi considered a trip to the ladies
room to take the edge off her horny, but Reese had expressly forbidden her to
touch herself in any way. Since he could spot a lie from ten miles away, and
her flushed cheeks always gave her away where he was concerned, Judi complied,
although the temptation to do otherwise and suffer his “punishment” was hard to
resist. Being over her husband’s knee, bare-assed, his to do with as he
pleased? Or spread and bound for the kiss of the chamois flogger?
A shudder of lust quivered straight to her crotch. Judi crossed her legs to
quell the ache swelling her clitoris. She’d been slick with her juices since
the roses had arrived after lunch. She’d swear she could smell her arousal over
their delicate scent. Thank goodness she had a private office.
Smiling, she pulled a rose from the vase and brushed the velvety petals over
her cheek, then down her neck. The scent was subtle, not overpowering. Reese
was like that too. A hint dropped from his lips could melt her into a puddle.
He always knew what she needed and never hesitated to give it to her. In a
profession where she was required to be the aggressor, it was wonderful to know
she could give the reins of control to him in their sex life. Not once had he
Her nipples tightened, nudging for freedom from her bra. Judi shifted a little,
trying to rasp the material over them as she slowly began to swing her leg to
and fro. It felt good, too good, too naughty. Maybe she should call Reese first
and confess her lapse to him. He’d tsk and quietly spell out the discipline he
planned to administer. She imagined him in his three-piece suit, thick erection
hidden behind his desk…
A knock at her door shattered the daydream.
Judi stabbed the rose back into its vase. “Come in.”
Peggy Wilson breezed in a second later, a black dress bag dangling from her
finger. “This was delivered for you. It’s from Reese. Another birthday
She smiled. “Yes.” One of many to come. “We have a date tonight after
work. Someplace special, I’ve been told. I let him pick something out for me.”
Peggy reached for the zipper. “Want to see it now?”
Judi wondered if she blushing? Her cheeks felt hot. Hell, her whole body was
hot. “No. I’ll wait. Please put it in the closet.”
“At least it won’t be a long wait.” For a short person, Peggy could take some
long strides. It seemed as if she flew to the small closet across the room.
“It’s almost five.”
Judi glanced at her watch. Ten minutes to go. She’d spent ninety
percent of her day thinking of the night and here it was. Her breath hitched.
Her pussy throbbed with anticipation and her hard nipples rasped against her
bra. Reese wouldn’t have to do much work to make her come tonight. She was
three-quarters of the way there already.
Her cell phone tweedled as Peggy finished hanging the bag.
People thought it was cute how she still got excited about the man after all
the years they’d been together. They didn’t have a clue, and she wasn’t about
to enlighten them.
Her assistant wasted no time leaving, giving Judi a good-bye finger wiggle as
she dashed out the door. She snatched up the phone.
“Did you get everything I sent?” Reese’s voice was low and husky, a caress all
by itself. If he were beside her, those words would have been brushed against
“Yes, the roses arrived noonish, and the dress a few moments ago. I haven’t had
the chance to look at it yet, but the roses are beautiful,” she somehow managed
to say over the catch in her throat.
“Soft against your skin?”
“Yes,” she whispered in response. “Like velvet.”
“Soft as the petals between your legs? I’ll bet they smell as sweet, but they
can’t come close to matching your taste.”
“Oh, honey…” A gasp choked off her words.
“Better than honey,” he softly replied.