I can feel the waves of exhaustion coming off of you as you smile weakly at me. Taking your hand and leading you to the bedroom, whispering to you t...at I want you to just relax and let me take your aches and cares away. You stand there with your arms hanging down your sides and look around the transformed room, enjoying all the candles that are lit and the sensual aroma coming from them. I start to unbutton your shirt and slip it off of your shoulders and kiss your chest just a little. . But my womb remained barren. We retested, still no problems came to light. It was the only thing that cast a pall over our love life; we wanted a baby. We even discussed adopting but I was still in my twenties. We decided that if I hadn’t conceived by thirty-five we’d revisit that idea. An additional three years had passed. Dickie and I had been married four years.We were out with friends, we’d had dinner then drinks and some dancing, it had been a fun evening and we’d teased each other,. My mother went along with everything, she was well on her way to becoming a complete slut and total submissive whore.Over the course of the next year, we got into more kinkier equipment. I began using nipple clamps, anal beads, neck collar with a leash, and ropes to tie her up with, as we played our kinky sex games.Now don't think that we were doing these kinky activities all the time. We were still totally hooked on fucking and sucking and we were fucking like mad. In addition, I told my. "Please no."He shrugged, acknowledging my despair. "The better of two evils, Melissa. I promise not to look, if that helps."I eyed him, frustrated. Then, as the first police car screeched around the corner a block down and attempted to block the intersection, I ground my teeth and reached back to unlatch my bra. I stopped, dropped my arm and re-crossed it over my chest with the other.He gave me a wry, whatever you want look."No!" I protested. "I can't unhook it, Cooper!"His amusement.