Chapter One

Breathless and satisfied, I lie here next to my husband. Beau is a dream come true. He is tall with auburn hair, green eyes, and an athletic build. Standing over six feet tall, he carries a quiet confidence that dominates a room. Nice looks, a gentle nature, and a charming sense of humor all make Beau the perfect husband. It is difficult to believe he is lying next to me in a pair of my red silk panties.

It was a harmless flirtation that swept us both away. Beau had been puttering around the house this morning. Drinking coffee and working on the computer. Feeling a little ignored, I started cleaning the house. First, the kitchen, then the living room. Entering his office, I started straightening up.

“Lexi, I am working,” he muttered.

“I will just be a minute,” I responded.

He looked at me from the corner of his eye and motioned with his head for me to leave. Closing the door to the office, I entered the bedroom and started cleaning my dresser drawers. Irritated, my thoughts turned to how my dream husband could be an ass occasionally.

A while later, Beau emerged from his office, and I heard him coming down the hall. He grabbed a pair of socks and sat in the chair at the end of the bed. “I am going to mow the lawn. Do you need anything before I head out?”

I looked at him from the corner of my eye. “No, I'm fine.”

After putting on his socks, he moved behind me and tried to take me by the hips. I shot him a look and moved away. He stood there for a moment and then lifted a pair of my red silk panties off the dresser. “I have not seen these in a while.”

I snatched them from his hand and returned them to the dresser. “They don't fit anymore.” He gave me one of his coy smiles. “Ok, I am headed out.” He turned and started to walk out.

My dear husband. Hurting his feelings was not what I wanted. But his inattention this morning had hurt mine. I felt bad for rejecting his advances and wanted to take back the moment. I blurted out. “I bet those panties would look good on you.” Beau stopped and turned around. We were both dumbfounded. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to gather myself. “I am just saying, if you put them on, you might get lucky.” It was like my mouth had a mind of its own and would not shut up.

Beau's coy smile returned, and his eyes lit up as he stepped forward. “Ok, but you have to put them on me.”

Faint, I grabbed the top of the dresser with my hand to steady myself. The arrogant ass was challenging my boldness. Locking eyes with him, I said, “STRIP.”

His eyes got big, and I felt powerful. It was intoxicating, and I wanted to make him wear those panties. Folding my arms, I said, “Go on, STRIP.”

Removing his shirt, he threw it on the bed and looked at me with pleading eyes.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Surrendering, he was looking for a way out.

I was not going to let his arrogant ass off that easy. Stepping forward, I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down over his ass along with his underwear. “Hand me the panties.” He stood there in nothing but his socks. Exposed and vulnerable, he picked up the panties and handed them over. I knelt down with the panties in hand.

“Lift your foot,” I instructed. Lifting his foot, I moved the panties past his ankle, and he lifted his other foot without instruction. Standing up, I slid the panties up his legs and slipped them over his ass. After adjusting his balls and half-erect cock in the red silk, I turned him so he could see himself in the floor mirror.

“You look good wearing my panties.”

He blushed as I watched his cock become fully erect and strain against the panties. He liked the humiliation of seeing himself in the mirror.

Ready to surrender, I kissed him on the chest. The power of what transpired had me wet with desire. Beau kissed me deeply as we made our way to the bed. My shirt and bra disappeared as he pushed me onto the bed. Unbuttoning my shorts, he swiftly removed them and my panties, exposing my swollen, shaven, nude pussy. He pressed himself against me, and I could feel his engorged cock through the silk of the panties. I reached down, pushed the panties down under his balls, and took his cock in hand. He stepped back as I stroked him and got on my knees. His fingers ran through my hair as his cock pushed into my mouth. I filled my mouth with his cock over and over until he pulled at my hair and I stood up.

Beau turned me around and bent me over the bed. Widening my stance, I presented my pussy. The head of his cock pressed between my folds, and inch by inch he penetrated my desire. Slow strokes from his cock filled me over and over. His pace quickened, and my hands gripped and pulled at the comforter as I buried my face in the bed. Waves of passion were thrust into my body.

An orgasm began to rise in me, and my knees started to get weak. Beau thrust hard, using my pussy for his pleasure, and I gave myself over as he extracted my orgasm. My body tensed, and my pussy exploded. He pulled out and let me ejaculate. It was only moments, and he was balls deep again. My pussy continued to get used, and my legs quivered. I hung on the quilt and buried my face again as another orgasm erupted from my depths. He pulled out and ejaculated all over my ass.

Spent, I stood there for a moment as Beau retrieved a towel and cleaned the river of cum running down my ass and pooling on my back. We crawled onto the bed together and enjoyed the moment. The heavy rise and fall of his breath was beastly. Reaching down, I pulled the panties out from under his balls and tucked his manhood away in the red silk. The experience was exhilarating and has left me breathless and satisfied.

Chapter Two

Red silk panties keep invading my fantasies. Yesterday, I put them on and imagined Beau over my knee. My fingers explored the desire between my thighs as I thought about pulling his panties down to his knees and giving him a spanking. For the past couple of years, I have been indulging in erotica. Female domination has piqued my interest. However, daring to think about exploring femdom outside my fantasies has not crossed my mind. Now the tension between Beau and me is demanding an answer. Is there a submissive side to Beau? The answer is becoming an obsession, and I needed to find out.

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, I tease my hair and work up the courage to put Beau's submissiveness to the test. I hear him emerge from his office and call out to him. Holding his empty coffee cup, he enters the bedroom and stands in the bathroom doorway.

Lexi is bare-breasted and doing her hair. She is a voluptuous B cup. Taking in the view, I lean against the doorway. Lexi is a beautiful woman with brown hair and eyes to match. She has a slim build with a plump, round ass. Physically, I find her very attractive, but it is her flirty, confident, and charming personality that makes her desirable. Generally, I get a little irritated when she interrupts my work, but this morning I appreciate the distraction.

With the cutest smile I can muster, I raise my eyebrows and ask, “What can I do for you, my love?”

“My eyes are up here, Beau.”

“I'll take you at your word, my love.” Lexi threw her hands up on her hips and stepped back. She was wearing the red silk panties from last weekend. I felt my heart skip and could feel the heat in my cheeks as my face turned red.

“I was thinking we could talk about last time you were wearing these sexy little panties I have on, smart ass.”

“Aaa, well, ok.”

Beau is so cute when he gets embarrassed. Six-foot-tall tough guy overpowered by a pair of silk panties. “No, not ok. You are not going to objectify me like that and get away with it. Go into the box by the dresser and pick out a pair of panties. I will be out in a minute.”

“Lexi, I don't know if-”

“Don't argue. Just go do it, and I will be out shortly.”

I turned around and spotted the box. Reluctantly, I rummaged through the box and grabbed the first pair of panties I found. They were yellow lace boy shorts. I turned around, and Lexi was standing in the doorway.

“Good choice. Go ahead and get undressed…don't argue.”

My mouth went dry, and my heart just stopped. I didn't know what to say, so I just started to undress. I don't understand why I was so compliant, but it was exciting. My cock was already getting erect as I removed my pants. I stopped for a moment.

“Keep going. Socks and underwear, I want you completely nude.”

She was so hot standing there bare-breasted and wearing those red silk panties. I could not help but submit to her demands. After pulling off my socks, I removed my underwear. Feeling vulnerable, I covered myself with my hands.

“Now bring me the panties you picked out.”

Beau handed the panties to me while still trying to cover himself.

“Look at these sexy yellow boy shorts. I bet you'll look good in lace.” Stepping forward, I took Beau by the wrists and moved his hands to reveal what he was hiding. “You don't have to be shy with me, sweetie. I have seen your cute little cock before.” His cock instantly engorged to its full size. Beau was a grower and a little insecure about how he looked flaccid. Teasing him about his size got to be a little joke between us. Truthfully, erect, he was average but ample size. I got on my knees and took him in my mouth. His cock was so hard. Filling my mouth over and over with his excitement made me wet, and I almost got lost in what I was doing. Forcing myself to stop sucking his cock, I looked up and smiled. Opening the panties, he slipped his foot in without instruction. Standing up, I pulled the panties over his ass and adjusted him in the lace. After kissing him on the chest, I tell him to go sit in the chair.

Folding my arms, I frame my breast for Beau's enjoyment. “You look sexy. Now that I have your full attention, let's talk about last weekend. It seems to me that you may have liked wearing my panties?”

“Well, I have to admit that the feeling was exciting. Even now I feel vulnerable but excited.”

“I liked it as well. You don't know this, but I have fantasized about putting you in a pair of panties. I appreciate your willingness to explore my desires.”

“I had no idea you fantasized about kink. We can see where it goes.” Lexi gets a big smile on her face, and I wonder what my willingness to play along really meant.

O God, Beau has blown my mind. I was so nervous about this moment and how he would react. It was so simple. Beau openly accepted me and my desires. My apprehension had prepared me for reluctance or rejection. His open-mindedness melted my heart. I wanted so badly to drop to my knees and take him in my mouth, but I needed to test him to see if he is being genuine about his submissiveness. Stepping over to the box, I pull out an old pair of pantyhose and return to standing in front of him.

“I love you in pantyhose. They make you look chic.”

“Thank you, my love. You are so sweet, but they are not for me. I want you to put them on and demonstrate your submissiveness.”

“Submissiveness…what…umm.” Noticing an increase in my breathing made me aware of my powerlessness. As she handed me the pantyhose, I could not refuse her. “I don't know how to put these on?”

“Don't be coy, Beau. You have seen me put pantyhose on plenty of times. Submit to my desires and put them on.”

Beau started to fumble around with the pantyhose. It was erotic. Beau's inexperience was apparent. He clumsily rolled up one leg of the pantyhose and then slid his foot into the stocking. Eagerly, he slid the stocking up his calf and over his knee. Rolling up the other stocking, he repeated the task. Standing up, he began awkwardly pulling the stocking up his thighs and over his ass. He didn't do too bad for his first try, but the pantyhose were baggy and needed adjusting.

“Hold still. I will help you stretch them out so you can get them the rest of the way on.” I adjusted the pantyhose and stretched them up his leg to allow him the needed material to pull them the rest of the way on. “I love the feeling of pantyhose. They are so sensual. Turn around and let me see you.”

Turning around slowly, I let Lexi get the full view of how I looked. “They are soft and sensual.” It felt awkward to realize how good they did feel.

“So you like them then?”

Embarrassment took me over. The question made me feel vulnerable. Staring at the ground, I said, “Yes, they feel good.”

Going into the bathroom, I started to dress. “I am glad you like them. I want you to clean the kitchen for me, and then you can take your pantyhose and panties off. We are not going to fool around today, and I do not want you to masturbate.”

“You want me to clean the kitchen like this?”

“Yes.” Coming out of the bathroom. I was fully dressed. “And I am going to watch you clean the kitchen.”

“But Lexi, I—”

“Shhh, stop. It is just us. Do this for me, and you can have me any way you want tomorrow.”

Lexi started down the hallway, and I followed. It was so humiliating, and for some reason it gave her power. My willingness to follow her had me bewildered, and yet it felt good to give myself over to her. I relaxed and decided to just have fun.

“You can start by getting me a cup of coffee.”

Smiling, I grabbed a cup and poured the coffee. “Here you go, my love.”

I want to work and started to empty the dishwasher. As I worked, I could feel my desire start to rise. I wanted to please Lexi. As my cock strained against my panties, I knew this was something I wanted. The humiliation, the submissiveness, and the surrender were all intoxicating. I truly wanted to please my wife in every way. 

Chapter Three

Beau has been working outside this morning. After yesterday, I was expecting him to ravage my body. I told him he could have me any way he wanted, but here I am feeling ignored. I was in the kitchen cleaning when Beau came in and was rummaging through the closet.

“Hey, big boy. May I help you find something?” He looked hot in a tight t-shirt and jeans. His ass looked so good in jeans.

“No thanks. Would you mind taking the trash for me? I didn't get to it last night.” Beau left and shut the door.

Dropping the trash in the can outside, I wonder how he managed to get me to do this chore. He asks me to do something, and I just do it. Stupid man. Why can't he see how much I want him? Returning to the kitchen, I lean over the counter and lay my forehead on the cool granite countertop. My thoughts drift off to the image of him in pantyhose and doing the dishes. A tingling between my thighs alerts me to the swimming pool that was building in my panties. "O' God," I straighten up and push the naughty thought out of my mind. Turning to cleaning the kitchen floor, I focused on the work.

Finishing up with the mopping, I admired how clean the floor looked. Turning around, I caught Beau leaning against the wall, watching me work.

"Did you take the trash out?"

I shot him a look. "Yes, and by the way, that is your job."

"I know. Thanks. I appreciate it, honey."

Beau gives me his coy little smile that makes me melt into my panties.

"Frustrated?"

Looking around, I try to figure out what he is talking about and look back at him.

"I'm going for a shower."

He diapered down the hallway, and I realized he was teasing. Grrr. He knows I am desperate for him. He thinks I am going to chase him. I am a lady. Ladies don't throw themselves at a man. I lean the mop in the corner and spot a bottle of aspirin. Those belong in the medicine cabinet. Grabbing the bottle, I head down the hallway.

Beau is in the shower. I put the bottle away and slam the cabinet door. Nothing. Slamming the cabinet door again, I hear Beau.

"Lexi, is that you?"

"Do you need any help in there?" Knowing why I am here, I give in to my desire.

"What's that, babe?"

OMG, really. I take a deep breath. I ask. "Do you need any help in there!"

He pokes his head out from behind the shower curtain. "Sure, babe. Hop in."

Shimmying out of my clothes, I can't help but to be turned on by Beau's quiet dominance. He is so gentle and unassuming. With a coy smile, tight t-shirt, and calm assurance, he wielded his dominance with mastery.

Stepping into the shower, I take the soap and rub my hands across Beau's back. He is muscular and strong. Turning around, Beau kisses me deeply and then lets me get in front of him to get under the shower. He soaks me up and runs his hands over my shoulders and breasts. His hands are strong, and my nipples got erect as his hands explored my body. I feel his hard cock pressed against my ass, and I pressed into him. Grabbing my wrists, he placed my hands on the wall of the shower and slowly bent me over. My hands slid down the shower wall until I grabbed the faucets. His cock started to penetrate, and I tightened my grip on the faucets. Bracing myself, I prepared for his powerful, passionate thrusts.

His cock stretched me open, and his thrusts were slow, and they made me ache. The ache was overwhelming.

"Fuck me, fuck me hard, Beau."

He gripped me by the hips, and his thrusts became hard and fast as he began to extract my orgasm. Concord, I gave control over to Beau. Crying out, I lost all control; my passion was released. Beau pressed into me deep and hard, and he ejaculated. Both of us breathless, we embraced each other.