Caught in the act...sort of

Rick was off to take a shower and I cleaned up the kitchen before checking my email and making a phone call. I finished the call, and headed down the hall to the bedroom. Upon entering the room, I could tell I walked in on something.

Rick was awkwardly draped in our comforter, and the television was blank with the 'AV' symbol in the corner of the screen, signalling that he had been watching a dvd.

"What are you watching?" I asked, crawling into bed next to him.

He flipped the 'AV' button and the baseball game came on. "Well, I was going to watch some of 'Cabin Fever', but now the games back on."

Peculiar. I wondered what was really in the dvd player. I rested my head on his chest and heard his heart pounding, as if he were nervous. I had definitely walked in on something.

Once the inning was finished, I asked him if he could watch the game in the living room so I could make the bed. I had been wondering the whole time if his shorts were undone, and if they were, how he would manage to arrange them so as not to clue me in to what he had been doing. Would he ask me to go get something for him, so he could quickly zip up? Would he try to fix his pants beneath the covers? Was I way off base? Maybe he hadn't been up to anything at all.

As he sat up, he crawled out of bed, off the foot of the bed and crawled into the bathroom, acting as though he were chasing the cat. I giggled, as I noticed the slack in the waist of his pants, due to them being completely unzipped and unbuttoned.

I was right. Whats that they say about a woman's intuition?

What I really wanted to do, was to take the opportunity to have a talk with him, as so many of you have suggested. But I was afraid of embarrassing him. I didn't want him to feel awkward or ashamed.

After leaving the bathroom, and heading to the living room to continue watching the game, my curiosity got the best of me as I headed over to the dvd player. Surely he had been watching some other movie. I opened the tray and guess what popped out. Cabin Fever. Are you kidding me? lol Two minor little sex scenes in that movie, that I obviously highly underrated. Interesting.

The thought of walking in on him, of knowing what he was doing, recalling the images that he must have been watching excited me. It didn't take long for me to make myself come, laying on the bed where he had sat only moments ago, still warm from his body heat. The orgasm made me lazy with sleep. I could have easily drifted off, muscles numb with remnants of pleasure.

I only wish that I could have brought him his sexual gratification. I wonder how he might react if I were to tell him how I feel. That I want him to come to me whenever he feels like it, to use me as he sees fit. I envy The Girl. Her description of wanting to be dominated is me to a tee. I'm so tempted to write a letter to Rick, like she has done to her husband. If I weren't so nervous of what his reaction may be, I'm sure I would. I tend to think he would be accomadating, since he does, on occasion, spank me and 'scold' me in bed. Maybe if I put in writing how wild that drives me, it would open a whole new world of opportunites.

Hmmmmm.......I've got some thinking to do. Help me out guys. Tell me what your reaction would be if your wife/girlfriend wrote you a letter asking to be dominated. I'm not talking dog collars and ball gags here. Just plain 'ol dominance, offering you her body to do with as you please, knowing of course that she is equally excited at the thought.