yours, " he asked. " We can talk about that. "
" All right, " she ans wered, unsure what she should be thinking.
They walked past her room to another building farther from the main house. " Its' only me in this building, " he said, reaching into his pocket for the key. He unlocked and opened the door, inviting her in as he switched on a light.
" This is lovely, " she said, looking around the small apartment. She walked straight to the French doors leading to the back patio. Taking a bottle of wine and two glasses, he opened the doors and they stepped outside.
" Wow, " she said, turning to take in the panoramic view. She could see the side of the building she was housed in but there weren't any windows facing in this direction .
" Join me, " he said, holding out a glass and offering her a seat next to him.
She did, sipping the wine.
He got right into it . " I've stopped wondering if I could have saved my wife," he began. "B ut I know for a fact that guilt left unpunished is like an open wound. It will fester and infect everything else around it . No living being can thrive much less survive under those conditions . "
She drank a big swallow of her wine.
" I'll punish you, if you allow me to. "
" I don't understand. Punish me how ? " she asked.
" I' ll give you physical pain, a spanking to start for example, to help alleviate your guilt. You'll t ake pain, as you believe you've caused pain. "
" I don't think a spanking is what I need, " she chuckled, unsure how to react to this strange conversation .
" I can use my belt if you prefer. "
She swallowed hard, but his face told her he wasn't joking.
" You're serious, " she said.
He blinked, allowing her time to process.
" I've never been spanked, " she said, surprising herself.
" You' d have a safe word, two actually . "
" What? "
" A safe word, one to tell me if it's getting to be too much and a second to say stop, " he said, finishing the last of his wine. " You 'd be safe all along, knowing you'd have the ability to stop the scene at all times . "
" Did you spank your wife? " She was sorry as soon as the words left her mouth .
He exhaled and took a moment to answer. "T his is abou t you and me, not my wife."
Was this really happening? She wondered a s she drank the last sip of her wine. He was so confident, so at ease. She didn't doubt that if she said yes, she'd experience something like she never had before. She considered him, knowing he was aroused, his pupils already dilated , and there was no missing the erection between his legs. Her panties suddenly felt moist at the image of being taken over his knee and spanked .
He was a stranger, almost. They'd been intimate , yes, he'd given her two amazing orgasms. He'd talked to her about things her best friend s couldn't or wouldn't bring up. In the few hours she'd known him, she'd already seen a side of herself that was unsettling to say the least.
But even given that, if she were honest, there was nothing she wanted more at t his very moment than to say yes to his proposition .
" Yes, " she answered.
He smiled and took her hand in his before bri nging his mouth to hers . Although it was only a brief meeting of their lips, it was one of the most erotic kisses she'd ever shared with a man.
"Let's choose your safe words. How about yellow for close to too much and red to stop?"
She nodded, "OK."
He reached out and pulled the clip out of her hair, letting it fall down her back as he studied her. "Are you ready , Gabrielle ?"
"I… Yes. "
"Stand up."
She did.
"Take off your clothes."
"Should we go inside?" she asked, looking around.
He shook his head and poured another glass of wine for himself.
Her pussy throbbed. Reaching back, she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. Her nipples hardened either from excitement or the cool night air as she reached f or her panties and slid them down.
"You're beautiful ," he said, his eyes never leaving hers. "Take your clothes inside, fold them