No Rest for the Criminally Insane

Chapter 14

Greg arrived home later than usual. He didn't think much of it often, how him coming home late would affect his wife. But he tried his best to always make it work.
When he opened the door, he was met with a pleasant suprise. The house was dim, and candles were a lit throughout the house. Soft jazz was playing in the background. Greg smiled. His wife did know how to make him feel special.
"Baby? You home" he called out, despite the fact that he knew the answer . He looked down at the ground and as if to answer his question, a piece of paper with the word Bedroom written in red marker glared back at him. He soon began to grin even more, and and hurriedly began loosening his tie as he made his way to the stairs.
He had been waiting for this all day, not that he necessarily knew it was coming. But he knew his wife often suprised him, and he lived for those suprises.
Greg rushed into the bedroom flinging his tie onto the floor and beginning to unbutton his shirt. He stepped and saw his wife lying on the bed with nothing but a black lace bra and matching panties. Greg bit his lip hard and slowly moved over to Gina intensely ripping off his shirt and going for his belt. He landed on top of Gina and instantly placed his hands on the side of her head, pulling her in for a soft, slow, deep kiss. He let his hands slide to her back, but as he began to loosen her bra strap, she pulled back. "Greg, I want to try something new" she said hesitantly. Greg pulled back as well and returned to loosening his belt. " Yeah, sure" he replied. His belt was off now and he was finally able to freely fling his pants across the room. Gina looked down and bit her lip. When she looked back up, Greg saw something odd. There was a craziness in her eyes. He wasn't exactly sure whether it was a kinky crazy or a genuine craziness within her, but it truly didn't matter to him at this moment. All he wanted right now was her crazy or not.
She climbed off the bed and stood over him. "Lay down and close your eyes" she ordered. "Don't open them until I say so". Greg did as he was told the anticipation turning him on even more. He felt his boxers slowly being removed from his crotch and he began to imagine everything Gina could possibly do to him.
Soon he felt a liquid being poured onto him. It was slippery, almost greasy. He felt his entire body being splashed with the liquid, except for his face. He was enjoying this a lot.
He brought a finger up to his lips and he licked a drop of this mysterious liquid.
He instantly spit it out. Gasoline. What was Gina doing? When she had said she wanted to try something new he had thought it would be a new position, or a new tactic. But he knew no tactic which needed gasoline.
As Gina began to lay on top of Greg, any doubts he had about the gasoline vanished. All he wanted now was her.
He could still feel her lace bra and panties on his skin, yet as she slid up and down his body they presented no friction.
"Do you like that" Gina whispered close to his ear.
"Yes, baby. Do more, do more" he cooed.
Out of no where, he felt a slap across his face. It had hurt, but he wasn't about to ruin whatever kinky suprise she had by opening his eyes. He felt another slap, this one harder than the first.
His cheeks began to feel hot and he was certain they were red by now.
He felt Gina come off of him and subconsciously followed her body as he sat upright.
"Now, open your eyes" Gina sang.
As soon as Greg opened his eyes, his heart stopped.