28 September 2013

Friday Afternoon Tour Stop!

Before kids and the responsibility of life, Levi and I shared a spontaneous, erotic, and deliciously deviant marriage. But the years transformed what we had into something comfortable and worn. It hurts me to think his desire for me has cooled. I miss that look of his. Slightly evil and totally hot, like he wanted to devour me. Haven’t seen it in ages.

When I first married Mia, she submitted to every one of my erotic needs. Then came the children. With little complaint, I abandoned my pursuit of kink, content to be married to a beautiful, intelligent woman who’s a great mother to our twins. Out of the blue, Mia confesses she misses the intimacy in our marriage, misses the sex. After this enticing revelation, my plan to reconnect with her unfolds.

In our secret, kinky, Friday afternoon meetings I’m going to give her everything she wants and take everything I need. Will this be the answer to fixing our marriage?

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or situations (including BDSM/light bondate) and adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.

After all these years of sex being an afterthought, first for her and then, because of the gradual acceptance of how things were, for me, too, I’d stopped looking a long time ago for the signs and signals indicating Mia might be interested in returning back to sexual practices we shared before the twins were born.

Early on in our marriage, our love was incandescent, glowing hot and bright. Mia was thesun and, to my eyes, everything else paled to a dull gray in comparison to the vivid elation lifeheld when she was near.

Our sex was explosive. With her, I felt completely safe exposing my somewhat shady and highly explicit sexual needs. She blindly followed my lead headlong into questionable and kinky practices, always open to anything I introduced to her.

Shit, my cock gets hard just remembering it. I stop to adjust myself before returning to my snow removal.

I smile at the memories rising to the conscious part of my brain. She was the perfect woman for me. But it was never the same between us after the girls were born. At first I waited, holding back and ignoring our sexual needs. Mia barely kept her head above water with twins and a full-time job. Back then I paid close attention, looking for any indication she was ready, anticipating the moment we’d return to the sizzling lust once burning between us.

I never saw it.

With our new family, the dynamics within our home changed. The balance of power between Mia and I shifted. She was “in charge” of the kids, the home and by default, our sex life. She had a lot on her plate.

Then the months stacked and became years. After so much time of almost nonexistent in quantity and vanilla in quality sex, I stopped looking for the signs we’d ever return. The little sex we’ve had since the twins were born hasn’t held my attention much, and I stopped wondering if she cared years ago. After years of withstanding the bubbling need to dominate Mia like I used to, the urge gradually faded.

I stop pushing the heavy, wet snow and lean against the shovel to catch my breath. The warm air from my lungs creates wispy clouds as I exhale hard fast breaths. I take a moment to experience the wonder of the utterly black sky dotted with stars and the silent peace of the moment.

I love Mia and I’ve never cheated. But I’ve thought about it. Only someone with the knowledge of what it feels like to live this way for a long time can come to understand the thought processes of people who are unfaithful to their spouses. My guess is most of the time, the cheater loves their partner. They only do it for the thrill, the excitement of new sex with a new person. It’s the anticipation of the forbidden act, the rush of brushing bare skin against someone new, the desperate I-can’t-wait-to-fuck-you kisses as clothes fly off and bodies surge toward the bed that captures a person’s interest.

I grip the handle to my shovel and begin pushing snow again.

Now she’s ready. It’s time to take back my role within our marriage.

This is it. It’s my time. No, it’s our time again after so many years. I’m going to do everything possible to be the man I long to be both in and out of the bedroom.

I feel twenty-five again. I savor the power rushing through me at remembering the slow progression of Mia’s training all those years ago. It’s potent. Jesus. The comfortable mental slip back into that man feels totally natural. I recognize, maybe with the first truly clear head I’ve had on this subject for years, precisely how stunted we’ve become.

There’s nobody to blame but me. She took on so much. The least I could have done was ensure we didn’t land here, where we are today.

I push my last strip of snow and walk back toward the house, drawing in a clean breath of air and blowing it out.

It feels like I’ve been freed.

I’m going to give her everything she wants, and take everything I need.

WOW!!!  Now I haven’t had kids, but I have heard stories about what kids can do to your sex life.  This book seemed to pretty much hit what I have heard right on the nail.  With that being said, I go back to WOW!!!

The erotica part of this story was just off the charts amazing.  Are you looking for a hot steamy read?  This is one for you completely!  It was great to follow along with the steps that Levi was putting Mia though.  I also enjoyed how you could tell the chemistry between the two of them, it was extremely realistic. 

There were many parts of the story that did stand out to me, and not just the erotica portion of the story.   

The emotions that Mia was going through throughout the course of the story are also very realistic.  I think that added to the story being able to actually connect with the characters on many levels.   Mia and Levi’s characters were really well written in my opinion.  There was enough information about their past and their different personalities that we could understand where each character was coming from.

Overall, I think this book was just a great book. And I would completely recommend it to my followers.


Sylvia lives the life of a run-of-the-mill wife, mother, and professional in Midwest Suburbia, USA. She reads voraciously and loves to lose herself and fall head over heels for the alpha males in her favorite novels.

When she gets the chance to shed the prim and proper persona of average wife and mother, her secret identity, Sylvia Ryan, emerges. This alter ego strives to write original ideas in extraordinary settings for her readers to remember long after the book has been read. Her dream is to transform her racy thoughts and naughty nature into tangible works of erotic fantasy for others’ secret identities to enjoy.

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