The weekend was almost non-existent to her, and her anxiety was so strong she felt as if she was on some kind of bad medication. Sunday night, she was...overwhelmingly needy of her husband, wanting him to cuddle her tightly all night. I didn't know what had gotten into her, just thinking she was needing love more than usual. That was ok with me; I've been in love with her deeply, and it's always felt good when I've felt that she needs me.Monday morning, I remember commenting to her about how good. Ar parchi na re, ebar beriye jabe mone hochhe. Ami boli Boudi please ekhuni bar koro na. tomar oi dasa sarir aj bikel obdhi vog korbo. Boudio thap khete khete bole se tui aj rat obdhi chudis kintu ekhon ber hobe re gudta jolche tor chodon kheye. Aj rat obdhi barite keu asbe na. Tahole bolo tomar pod marte debe?Debo re. jei futote chas sei futotei feda dhalis. Kintu ar duto hap mere apatata amar malta ber kore de. Gud chusei dubar jol khasiye diyechis. Ar besikhan rakhte parbo na. guder nari. You look me in the eyes to find me grinning. “Hands behind the back of the chair, please.” I stand up. “Eyes front.” I walk out of your field of vision. You hear rustling and then feel something soft and silky against your wrists. First I bind them together, then to the solid wooden back of the chair. You sigh and wiggle excitedly in the chair. "Still," I say softly in your ear. You stop moving with some effort. Coming back into your field of view I am carrying a bundle of rope. You meet my. We continue like this for a little while, but this is just the beginning. I bring my free hand from her ass toward the front, to feel her pussy through her panties. I watch for her reaction and I’m not disappointed. She had her eyes closed, but suddenly open them when she feels my hands between her legs. She lightly bites her lower lip, I think she wants me to get down there. I comply.I leave her tits and continue to move south, kissing her stomach and navel in the process. As I arrive toward.