Red Hot Letters to My Husband Read Free Page B

walked and warmed up.
    Five minutes later we came to an intersecting pathway that angled downwards and broke into a jog.  One minute after that I staggered back to a walk.  This was going to take some training.  We alternately staggered and jogged for a minute.  The boys were just as glad for the walking breaks as I was.  This jogging thing was definitely a good idea.  The boys were getting too unfit sitting in front of the Xbox so much.   Getting fit would be good for me as well.
    Twenty minutes later we gasped our way into the house.  I was tempted to collapse on the couch while the boys fired up the Xbox.  However, I firmed my resolve and flopped on the floor for a few tummy and butt exercises.  I was determined to turn the blob back to buxom.
     
     

Chapter Four
     
    Hot and Bothered
     
    A few weeks later, I sat down to write my next letter.  Since I’d used Tom’s crystal wine glasses last time it meant my crystal candle holders were up next.  This was certainly expanding our sexual horizon.  I’d never played with candles before and wasn’t too sure what to do so I looked up the internet.  I felt a bit hesitant after that because I was not into pain.  The soy massage oils sounded okay but not terribly adventurous.  Since I wanted the night to be perfect I went out to the shops and bought some candles so that I could experiment, remembering not to get beeswax because it burnt so hot.  After that, I was finally ready.
     
    Dear Tom
    I’m feeling hot and I want to get hotter.
    Do you know how much I love candles?  They add an air of romance and mystery.  When combined with aromatherapy, they can enhance a mood.  They can be used to drip hot wax on a body and make you burn.
    Can you make me burn for you?
    I want you to tie me down so I can’t escape your attention.
    I’ll have a soy candle container next to the bed.  The wax will be hot and runny.  Slowly pour it over my breasts and massage it in.  My breasts are tingling at the thought of it.
    Besides the container, will be a pillar candle.  Its wax is hotter.  I want you to drip it on me.  I’ll leave the pattern up to you.  It could be my back, my boobs, my thighs.  Wherever you think might bring me pleasure.  And it will be pleasure, heightened with a twist of pain.
    How hot can you make me?
    Love Sherry
     
    On Friday evening, I prepared our bedroom for our candle experiment.   I went for crisp white sheets this time with red soy candles dotted around the room for ambience.  For safety, I also had some ice, wet towels and a bowl of water nearby.
    I was feeling a little nervous.  I wasn’t really into pain but my research into this form of submission had intrigued me and I was feeling excited as well.
    I wasn’t sure how Tom was going to respond either.  He was a gentle soul.  He didn’t like to hurt anything.  He wouldn’t even kill a spider.  If he found one in the house, he would collect it in a container and take it outdoors.  Knowing he was going to be hesitant, I’d thrown him a bit of a challenge in the letter.  Now it was time to see where that challenge would take us.
    I inhaled deeply.  The room was redolent with the scents of vanilla, cinnamon, ginger and lime.  The vanilla helped to calm and centre me while the other aromas would come in handy later.  They were a special blend that I’d recently created to promote desire, heat and communication.
    I felt a moment of guilt as I lit the paraffin candle on the bedside table.  Trish would be incensed.  She was our resident candlemaker and only used natural products like soy and beeswax.  While I was intending to use Balaflame’s soy massage candle to start, I’d found the paraffin candle provided the perfect heat for what was to follow.
    I heard the front door open and my heart began to race.  I wasn’t sure whether it was anticipation or fear.
    Tom appeared in the doorway.  He’d already managed to take off his tie and shirt and I admired the