After the Discovery

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The night my husband confronted me about my need to be dominated, emotionally and sexually. The night he shared house rules with me, rules he thought out and tailored to bring me satisfaction first, and him secondly. The night where I agreed to abide by those rules, and submitted to him by stripping my clothes off and then hungrily sucking his cock until he came.

That night I tossed and turned in bed.

How did he find out? Did I say something that tipped him off? Why did I do the things I did in the first place? Why did I hide it? I felt bad about the conversations later, I knew I should have deleted the conversation, the photos. It's out in the open now though. 

"What was that one rule... 'Tell Daddy everything?', yeah that was it", I thought to myself, "I need to get my thoughts in order and try and share some of what happened. He might get upset, though he said he's cooled off and had forgiven me".

6:00am.. I've been waking and falling asleep all night, not able to get more than an hour or two before I awake again... My mind has been racing through the last 12 hours, I roll over and watch him sleep. I push the sheet to the side slightly, his semi-erect cock comes into view. I wonder how long he's been grooming himself down there? He has a neat little tuft of fur at the end of his happy trail, yet a good half-inch if not inch of bare skin before his shaft. I can't see a hair at all around his balls, or along his shaft. He's really taken care to keep himself shaved. Well that's over, he won't have to worry, I've decided this will be part of how I keep to the 'Worship the cock' rule.

Carefully I move closer to him, pushing the sheet out of the way more so. My hair is still in the pigtails from our earlier blowjob session. I bring my face closer to his cock, and then in a fluid motion, grab his cock gently and suck the tip into my mouth. His member slowly stiffens, while I swirl my tongue around him. Gently I fondle his balls while taking more and more of him, deeper into my mouth.

"Why have I not sucked him more in our 25 years??", I wonder to myself.

By now his cock is nearly full-size, and he's beginning to rouse. I feel his hand move to the back of my head slightly, his fingers sliding into my hair.

He begins to moan softly, I decide to take my ministrations up a notch and begin to hum softly, vibrating his head. I pick up my pace, bobbing my head up and down his erection faster and faster. I pull his steel hard cock from my mouth and lick from the base of his balls to the tip. Swirling my tongue around the head, I feel his pulse start to quicken in his shaft. I quickly take him back into my mouth sucking him to back of my throat. I feel his hand back on my head, then suddenly I start to feel him pulse and hot jets of cum fill my mouth. I quickly swallow. His cock stops spurting and I pull back keeping the head in my mouth and lick at the tip washing the remaining cum away.

Once I'm sure he's finished I pull off and slowly get out of bed. As I walk by the end of the bed, I stare at him, quietly sleeping in bed, a slowly softening cock resting against his bare thigh. Guilt washes over me, why did I not see my husband as my sexual dominant sooner. Why did I reach out to a former lover to fill the void that the man I committed myself to could have. Why didn't I just tell my husband what I needed from him.

The coming days and weeks will prove to be interesting. What has my husband, now my Daddy, learned that he wants to try. The thoroughness in the house rules surprised me, he really thought of everything. Even him planning for the kids to be away or the weekend, so he could confront me.

I continue on to the bathroom, turning the shower on. I have some personal grooming to take care of myself, so that I can comply with his wishes. Thoughts of what today may bring, causes me to shudder. While I relieve my self on the toilet I realize my pussy is wet from sucking my husband off this morning. Part of me wonders if he woke knowing what I did, while part of me wonders if he will just think of it as a wonderful dream.

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