Beverly's Thirtieth Birthday

BEVERLY'S THIRTIETH BIRTHDAY

Beverly Smith met William Rutherford in her twenty-fourth year. It was not in her plans to get married early. She had finished college with a boring but profitable accounting degree. After all, her father owned a successful accounting firm and she was assured of a dull, but profitable accounting career that would end up with her owning the business.

Nothing about Will would have to change that. Her father liked him. He had a good job as a lawyer, and she knew her father had visions of a free attorney in the family when he assured Beverly that Will would make a good partner.

She wasn't so sure for the longest time. Could you find two more boring jobs? Put them together and you could put anyone to sleep just telling them about your day. She had wanted someone more exciting and daring. Will was steady and calm. Nothing that would make a woman's heart sing. He was cute enough, thoughtful and sweet. Again, not exciting. At least he had a decent "package" and seemed to know how to use it. The only reason she was at least willing to consider him was how good he was in bed. The calm demeanor disappeared when the bedroom door shut.

However, after a year of dating, Beverly was coming around to Will. He was kind and thoughtful to her. She liked his parents, and she learned he was well thought of at his firm and had good prospects.

This was not the hallmark story she had been expecting. There were no fireworks or assurances in her heart that this was the "one". However, as more and more of her friends from college got married to "exciting" men that developed conflicts and difficulties in their marriages, she was rethinking her fantasies.

There was one fantasy that she was having trouble dropping. As with most young people that go to college, she had fun in college. It was the first time she had lived away from her parents, and after a quiet first year, she spread her wings. She joined a sorority and eventually moved into their house. Parties with the frat boys were constant and she wasn't shy about enjoying whatever she wanted. She drank a little too much, not enough to cause a problem with school but enough to enjoy herself. She liked some of the drugs at the parties and sampled most. Of the boys she had sampled at college, there was one that stood out.

Jerry Parker was a handsome boy with a quick and smooth way about him. He had money, but didn't make a show of it. He was very popular among the frats and sorority girls alike. Beverly had caught his eye at the beginning of her senior year and made a strong push for her.

He was handsome and "cool" and it wasn't long before she was hooked. She slept with him on their first date, but he didn't mistreat her afterwards. They had been a little drunk and she assumed when he took her back to the sorority house the next day, she would never hear from him again. Just another notch on his belt.

She was shocked, therefore, when he called her the next day to see if she would go to dinner with him that evening. She quickly agreed and they were an "item" for the rest of the school year.

It was this man that taught her about many unusual fetishes in the sexual world she hadn't even imagined existed. They indulged in threesomes, both ways, role play, and a few things she didn't even know what they were called. However, the thing that made the biggest impression on her was BDSM. She had never imagined being tied up, blindfolded, or restrained before him. Of course, she had never really watched much porn before him, just some softer stuff. He liked the hard stuff, and she watched some with him. It was when he showed her a video of a girl in binders on her ankles and wrists with a blindfold and gagged that she almost creamed herself just watching. The man enjoyed himself with her body as she lay there, squirming. Of course, the woman eventually joined the fun, as they always do in these videos, but by then, Beverly was almost done herself.

Jerry wasn't an idiot, and he noticed. He started asking her if she wanted to try any of that herself. She resisted for months until she couldn't get it out of her mind any longer. She finally told him they could try it, in a controlled environment.

The first time was a simple bondage with ropes tying her to the corners of the bed. He didn't blindfold her, but he did put her panties in her mouth. That was something she had not seen before, and it made her orgasm quickly. She came so quickly that Jerry hadn't begun to work up any heat. He let her rest for a few minutes and then started where he left off when she finished shaking.

Beverly was half drunk, and this was the best thing she had ever experienced. The electric shock traveled from her vagina through her body to her mind. It hit her mind like lightening, and she quickly lost all focus on anything not between her legs. She knew he was on top of her, but she wasn't really paying any attention to what he was doing. She didn't remember him turning around and sticking his dick into her mouth. She just remembered that at some point, he was pumping her mouth. Her mind decided he was using her body to satisfy his needs, and her mind shut down in ecstasy.

When she finally opened her eyes, he was sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile on his face.

"Welcome back, baby. I was afraid I had broken you."

She smiled weakly. "You may have. That was the most intense orgasm I've ever had. We will never be able to do that again."

He laughed. "That doesn't mean I won't try as often as you let me."

He lay down beside her and they fell asleep.

She wouldn't let him try that again for a while, but she couldn't get it out of her mind.

One evening, she finally agreed to try it again. She asked for something stronger to see what she could endure. He was careful and asked for her safe word. He put binders on her this time. He used a spreader bar on her ankles and attached her wrists to the same bar beside her ankles. She was bent over, and he rode her from behind, then flipped her over on her back and fucked her mouth. She was enjoying it greatly at first but panicked a little when he flipped her over and she said her safe word.

Jerry stopped immediately and released her. He held her while she apologized to him for stopping. He just kissed her and told her it was just as it should be. "When you want to stop, we stop. That's the deal."

As she thought about that night later, it gave her confidence she could experiment and trust him to protect her. It wasn't long before she was ready for another go. She told him to push it this time and she wouldn't stop it. She wanted the feelings she had the first time, not the second.

The next weekend, they had gone to a party. She drank some, but she took more drugs at this party. She wasn't feeling any pain by the time they got home and told him it was time for him to enjoy his little "slut" like he wished. He looked at her carefully, but she seemed to be aware of what she was saying and didn't appear to be on the verge of passing out.

This time he laid her out on the bed crossways with her head hanging over the side of the bed. He pulled her legs apart and tied them to the posts at that side of the bed. He tied her hands behind her and put a blindfold over her eyes.

As she lay there, she was so excited she knew she wouldn't last long. When he pushed a tiny vibrator into her ass, she almost lost it then. They had been playing with this for a while, and it didn't hurt. It just caught her by surprise.

He started by bending down and licking her clit. She was very wet, and her mind was spinning already. She let her mind go and drifted between her pussy and her ass as she vibrated to the beat of the machine inside her.

Jerry then came around to the front of her and gently pushed his dick into her mouth. This time she was ready and allowed him to fuck her mouth in a delirious fog of her insides vibrating and his dick halfway down her throat.

She was so enraptured she didn't realize another man had entered her from the other end. She just knew her pussy was on fire and Jerry was still in her mouth. Her mind enjoyed this stimulation enough to forget where it was coming from and let the waves of orgasms crash over her mind and body. Before Jerry finished, she was finished. The combination of alcohol, drugs, and her own excitement was too much for her and she was gone before the waves stopped crashing.

When she opened her eyes, she was lying on her back on her pillow with Jerry looking down at her. "I hope you enjoyed that experience?"

She just nodded and fell asleep.

From that moment on, that was her fantasy orgasm whenever she needed help to get over the line with Jerry.

When she graduated and told Jerry she was going to become an accountant, he couldn't imagine such a boring life, and they broke up. That was okay with her. She liked Jerry but never considered him a marriage candidate.

Now that she was with Will, she still used that fantasy to help her get off on some occasions. She never considered Will for that type of sex, and it faded into her fantasies.

After six months of dating him, Will asked her to move in with him and she accepted. This was the next step, after all. She needed to know if she could live with him before she married him. By then both jobs were set. They would work in their father's business and eventually own it.

Beverly enjoyed their time living together. They had money and good friends. They went out regularly and entertained at their home. After another six months, Will popped the question at a party at their home with their friends and family present. He got down on his knee and opened the ring box. She was prepared and said yes, crying at the same time. He put the ring on her finger, and it was done.

The wedding was in another few months and the honeymoon was in Europe. By the time they got home and settled into married life, Beverly was twenty-seven and Will was twenty-nine.

The next two years went by quickly, but happily. Will turned out to be a considerate husband that valued her opinions and needs. Their sex life was good, at least two or three times a week at first that eventually settled into a weekly habit. It was the same as almost all other couples, they were intimate with each other, but life got in the way.

It was as she approached her thirtieth birthday that she grew restless. They had already begun discussing children, and she knew she would have at least one within the next couple of years. Her job was safe, and she could take whatever time she wanted with her child.

Her restlessness grew from their sex life. Will was an attentive, but a safe lover. He never pushed the envelope and never spoke of anything other than their traditional methods of sexual satisfaction. Her college fantasies were all that were getting her through their sessions now and she knew they would have to shake things up before children arrived.

One night, after a frustrating session of lovemaking that left Beverly unsatisfied, she knew it was time to upset the applecart. As Will lay beside her, satisfied as always with his accomplishment, Beverly sat up on her elbow and looked him in the eye.

"Will, we need to have a talk about our sex life."

This caught him totally unprepared. He thought Beverly was happy and satisfied. To hear that she wasn't struck at his very core of manhood. He wanted to please and satisfy her and thought he was doing a good job. If not, he was willing to explore a little. "Is it a little too vanilla for you?"

"Sometimes, yes. I just think we need to try different things to vary feelings and emotions. Sameness for the sake of consistency is the path to boredom. I'm not suggesting anything in particular, just the idea we should be open to different things."

He kissed her. "My love, I will try anything you wish, and I will try to think of a few things myself. How about that?"

She threw her arms around him and kissed him back. "Yes, honey, let's think about that."

The next week started the same as every other week. However, on Tuesday night, Will came home with a package. He wouldn't tell her what was in it, just saying it was for later. After dinner, when they went into the living room to watch TV, as they always do, Will caught Beverly's hand as she went by him on the couch and pulled her down on his lap. "How about you sit here for a little while?"

Beverly wouldn't have been surprised any more if he had slapped her as she went by. She had no idea what he was doing, but the combination of this and the package gave her hope he was going to try something new tonight.

She put her arm around his neck and lay her head on his shoulder. She whispered into his ear. "What whatever you want, I'm just going to sit here and enjoy it."

He smiled at her, kissed her forehead and laid his hand in her lap. When he did that, Beverly was happy she had worn a nice dress to work that day instead of a business suit. It would give him plenty of room to explore without pants in the way.

She bit his ear and rubbed one of his nipples under his shirt. The hand quickly pushed the dress aside and disappeared into her suddenly warming valley. He ran his finger over her panties covering her vagina, and the panties became wet with her desires.

He brought the arm around Beverly to her breasts and began massaging them. He stopped, went behind her, and unzipped the dress to the waist. By the time his hand got back around her, she had half wiggled out of the top half and he finished the job until the dress was laying in her lap. She had a standard work bra on, but the nipples were trying to push through. Will reached around and unsnapped it. Her breasts popped out like they had been liberated. Now the nipples were free to announce her present state.

Will used one hand to massage her breasts and the other to rub over her panties. She closed her eyes and wondered where this Will had been the last few years. Those questions melted away when he pushed his finger under the side of her panties and into her wet valley. He rubbed her clit for a couple of minutes until he began stroking her with his finger.

She bit his ear again, as if a sign that it was time for something bigger inside her. He took the hint and lifted her off his lap. Will bent her over the large recliner they had in the living room. He removed her dress before laying her on the arm of the recliner.

He stopped to look at his wife's beautiful ass, all wet and willing below him. He pulled the panties to the floor and began massaging her ass and pussy.

Beverly was almost home by now. This unusual assault was the perfect thing she had needed. The only thing she still needed was for him to mount her and satisfy himself inside her.

Which he did immediately. He wasn't gentle but shoved himself into her as he grabbed her by the hair. As he reached the depths of her tunnel, he whispered into her ear. "You will accept my seed as I mount my bitch."

She had no idea where that had come from, but it was the last coherent thought she had for several minutes. She let her mind go and it wondered between her legs and his words until she exploded in the best orgasm she had in a long while. It continued and continued, like waves on the shore. She felt him when he came and the feeling of submitting to her man's desire was the last straw. Her mind checked out and she was done.

Will enjoyed laying over her back, straddling her with his dick inside her. She was still now, like he had conquered her, and the feeling of domination overwhelmed him. He had never thought of Beverly in such terms, and it both excited and scared him at the same time. He pulled out of her and wiped her pussy with her panties. He was dripping out of her a little. By then, she was moving so he helped her up and put her back on his lap where they had begun. He put a blanket they had on the couch around her and let her recover.

She finally looked into his eyes for a long time. She kissed him as deeply as she had in a long time and put her head down on his shoulder.

Will put his arms around her and kissed her on the head. "Just rest, my love, just rest. Sit here as long as you wish."

She was asleep within minutes, and he held her for an hour or so, just enjoying her on his lap as he watched a ball game.

Finally, around ten, he picked her up and headed toward their bedroom. She smiled at him and hung onto his neck.

When they arrived, Will pulled the covers back on her side of the bed and put her to bed. He undressed and got in beside her. When he was there, she scooted over to his side and threw her arm over his chest. He put his arm under her head and let his hand rest on her ass. She put her leg between his and was ready for nighttime. They were both asleep within a few minutes.

Will woke up the next morning with Beverly between his legs. The sight of the covers bobbing up and down and the feelings of morning wood getting rewarded made him come quickly. She made no move to stop and allow him to ejaculate in her hand or the covers as she had done before. This time, she held him deep until he fired down her throat. When he was finished, she licked him clean and finally came to the surface with a smile on her face.

"If you can try something new, so can I. Good morning, my love."

"You are amazing. I'm so glad you spoke up. We will try to vary our sex life and enjoy each other in as many ways as possible."

She suddenly sat up. "Hey, wait a minute. What about the package you brought home night?"

He laughed. "We will have time to try that out another time."

He kissed her and got up to take a shower.

Beverly lay back and waited for him to finish with the shower. She had never seen this side of Will, and she liked it. She remembered Jerry and her college years and was beginning to realize she liked being dominated by the man she loves and trusts. Maybe there was something there for the future.

That day was the happiest both had been in quite a while. Each was satisfied with the night before and felt like they had opened a new chapter in their relationship.

Beverly got home early and made a nice dinner. When Will got home, they sat down and had a good time. They didn't talk about their jobs because, well, law and accounting aren't very newsworthy. They avoided what each was thinking about; last night.

After he helped her clean up the kitchen, they retired to the living room. Beverly couldn't wait any longer. "Okay, you going to show me what is in the package?"

"I guess we could try a few new things tonight."

That made the next couple of hours long, until she finally looked at him, and stood up. "I'm going to take a shower. Maybe you'd join me?"

He followed her into the bedroom and bathroom. She got the water running. They had a large, walk-in shower with a nice bench. Plenty of room for the two of them, and they have been in there together before.

They quickly undressed and got into the shower. She covered her hair, and he began washing her back. She let him wash her back, arms, and chest with nothing but a smile. He carefully washed her face and told her to sit down. When she did, he carefully washed her feet and legs. He was almost done, and she stopped him and stood up. She then took the washcloth and soap and started on him. After washing everything but the most important part, she told him to sit down. When he did, she "washed" his dick until it was hard. She then sat down on him and carefully inserted him into her. He laid back and let her ride him. The sight of her bouncing up and down on him made him excited. He tried to last until she was satisfied, but he didn't think he made it. When he finally let go, he didn't think she was done, so he stood up and told her to bend over the bench. She complied with heat in her eyes, spreading her legs wide. The warm water from the rain shower head above her felt wonderful raining down on her back and behind. She braced herself for when he climbed aboard her.

She was surprised, therefore, when she felt his hands on the front of her legs below her waist. He was holding her steady, and she felt his tongue inside her. The surprise was almost as exciting as what his tongue was doing to her clitoris. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the rain combined with his attention until she could feel an orgasm coming.

The last thought that floated through her mind as she let go was, her legs were shaking.

Will thought this might help her, and the sight of it raining on his wife's beautiful ass and her back made him hard again. But he was determined to do something different. He had fucked her many times in this shower, and he wanted something special for her tonight. Nothing they had done before, something new. As he held her to his mouth with the warm rain gently pelting them both, he closed his eyes and "felt" her changes in her progress. He imagined her eyes as they rolled back. He could see her legs beginning to shake. He knew he was almost there.

When he had to almost catch her to keep her from falling down, he was the happiest he had ever been during their entire sex life. He had melted her, and it pleased him more than any time before. He had given her something new, and it had worked for her. They would save this for a special time.

When Beverly was recovering, she realized he was carrying her out of the shower. She decided to allow him to do what he wished to do to her or for her in the next few minutes.

He sat her down on the toilet and began drying her off. He removed her hair bonnet and gently massaged her head with a small towel. She stayed still and enjoyed him taking care of her. The bathroom was warm and steamy, and she smiled at him without opening her eyes.

When he saw her smile, he knew she was enjoying the feelings, and he continued. He dried her legs and her torso. Before he lifted her off the toilet, he dried between her legs. He didn't linger, just got her ready to go to bed. He picked her up by her shoulders and held her against him as he dried her ass.

When she was dry, he carried her to their bed and gently laid her down. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. "That was, maybe, the most sexually exciting and fulfilling experience I've ever had with you, my love. We'll have to save that one and try it again."

"My thoughts, exactly. I don't want to demise this evening by bringing out my toys, okay? I just want to hold you as you fall to sleep tonight."

She smiled, rolled over so he could pull her covers back, and rolled back into bed. He covered her and joined her. She scooted up against him and he put his arm around her head. She put her head on his chest and laid her hand on his crotch. She just put it there. He put his hand that was under her head down on the small of her back and rubbed her softly. This was the woman he had married and, for at least one night, he had completely satisfied her. The warm feeling deep within him put him to sleep.

Beverly woke up the next morning the most refreshed she could remember being. She woke up in almost the exact position she had fallen asleep in. He had pulled her a little more on top of him, and her leg was thrown over his. Her arm was across his chest, and his other arm was around her waist, holding her close to him. He was bent a little in her direction, and her head was on his arm, and he towered over her. The feeling of him holding her tightly and "protecting" her as she slept made her horny again. Her free hand went back to his crotch, but this time she began massaging his dick until the morning wood became pronounced. When it did, she moved under the covers and began sucking the life out of it.

Will woke up when she grabbed his dick. By the time her mouth arrived, he knew he wouldn't last long. This time, he knew how she would handle it, and relaxed and let nature take its course. When he exploded a couple of minutes later, she didn't make any noises, or gag, or pull her head up. She pushed deeper and held him steady until he had finished throbbing. She then licked him clean and came up for air.

She was licking her lips when she arrived on his arm again. He took her face in his hands and kissed her gently. They just lay there for ten minutes or so and enjoyed the feeling of the other's body against theirs.

He finally spoke. "Love of my life, this reminds me of our honeymoon. I promise I will try to make you feel as you did last night as often as I can."

She smiled at him. "And I promise to let you, as often as you wish."

He liked that remark. He didn't need any promises of blowjobs, or whatever a man thinks he wants. He knew that would come.

They both went to work in the best frame of mind they had been in a long time. Will was happy Beverly trusted him enough to have spoken up, and Beverly was happy he hadn't gotten defensive or angry.

That evening, during dinner, Beverly brought up her thirtieth birthday. He had told her she could have whatever she wanted. "You know my 30th birthday is approaching, and we have sort of decided to start our family next year." He nodded. "This last week has been the best we've had since we met. You have impressed me, both with your originality, and your tenderness and consideration. I have one request before we start our family." She told Will the story of Jerry for the first time. He had no clue about much of her college years and was shocked to realize some of the things she had done while in college. "I hope you don't think less of me now?"

"Are you kidding, I'm entirely impressed. After all the fun you had in college, you married a boring lawyer. Maybe I'm not so bad after all?"

He laughed and she let out a long exhale. She had been afraid to tell him most of the things she had done in college. And truth be told, she still had things she hadn't told him, and probably never will. She did things while drunk and high with several men at once that she barely remembered. There was no need to burden Will with those memories.

"The reason I told you about those experiences is because of the enormous orgasms I would sometimes have during them. I would like to try and do that again, at least once, before we start having kids. We both know that once I have a child, it will change our relationship forever. It won't be bad, just different. A woman's brain changes once she becomes a mother, and there is nothing we can do about it."

She took a deep breath. "I want to feel like that again, at least once. This is what I want. I need to be dominated, restrained, and used without regard for my feelings. It needs to be for an extended period of time, not one session. It will be hard for you. You will need to prepare, both with the equipment and your psyche to be able to use me as I need without stopping. We will have a safe word. If I say the word, you will stop immediately. That's the deal. As long as I know I have a way out of everything, it will give me a release to abandon myself in the role. I want you to think about this carefully before agreeing. It is a special man that can appear to be abusing a woman up to what he knows is her limit, without actually harming her. That is my birthday wish."

Will listened as she spoke and tried not to have what he was thinking show on his face. He didn't think he could do it. He knew one thing, other men were out of the question. He didn't care how many men had seen her naked, or fucked her in college, none would from this day forward, if he had anything to do with it. Thankfully, she had not mentioned anything about other men as she was talking. He was going to assume it was just between them. He'd have to find a way to do this for her before she bore him their first child.

"Let me think about this. This will be difficult. Thinking you are in pain, or being abused makes my blood run cold. The fact that I would be doing it, will make it even harder. However, I love you very much, and I want to give you a memory of us that will help you after we start the next chapter of our lives. I do have one question. Is anal off-limits, or have you done that before?"

That was one topic Beverly sort of hoped wouldn't come up. She had experienced that numerous times in college, but it has been six or seven years since. She knew she couldn't start drawing lines before they had even begun. "It is not off-limits, but we will need to practice several times before you just do it without regard for my pain. But, short answer, you will be able to use whatever hole you can find and do anything not permanent to them for the entire episode."

Will had to hide his erection with that answer. It didn't work. She saw it under the table. "I guess we can start practicing right after dinner, if you will help me clean the kitchen first?"

They cleaned the kitchen in record time and had the dishwasher running within ten minutes. She smiled and told him she was going to take a shower and wanted him to wait for her.

He went into the bedroom and got ready for her. He got the package out and put the items on the bed. When she came out of the bathroom with a towel around her, she saw the various vibrators, ball-gags, O-ring gags, and binders spread out on the bed. "I see you did buy a few things. They look like fun. She picked out a slender vibrator. "Use this on my ass first. You will need to lube it up and work it in slowly until it is there. You will need to work up to the large one before you will be able to just assault me quickly. "

He laughed. "Work, work, work. I'll do what I must do."

She handed him the vibrator, removed her towel, and lay down on the bed. He stood up and just admired his wife's body for a couple of minutes. "Babe, let me say, your body is perfect to me. You are a beautiful woman. Children may change it somewhat, but you will always be the most beautiful woman to me."

She knew he didn't really believe that, but it warmed her heart for him to say it so convincingly. She desperately wanted a new memory to help Jerry fade into the past. She hated herself every time she needed that memory to get off when she was with Will. She was almost willing to allow him to do anything to her in order to replace that memory with one from Will. This would be her last chance. Will didn't know it, but she had no intention of using her safe word. She wouldn't be drunk or high this time and would need to be extremely handled to get the same feelings. She wasn't even sure it was possible. She did know she was going to drink that night. Her and Will only drink a normal amount, but this night, she wanted straight vodka. She didn't want pass-out drunk, she just wanted her senses dulled to the point they would not be so ready to bail.

Her thoughts were rudely interrupted by Will grabbing her wrist and attaching the binder to it. He repeated the process until she had one on each wrist and ankle. He then put the spreader bar between her legs and attached the ankles to it. She now was lying on her back with her legs spread wide. Her arms were still free, but that changed quickly. He grabbed the spreader bar and lifted it up in the air. He then took each wrist and attached them to the ankle binder. She was now lying on her back with her feet and arms in the air. He then took the O-ring gag and strapped it in her mouth. He stood back to observe his work. "My little fuck-toy is almost ready."

She was already wet before he said that, but she had to close her eyes when he did. She didn't want to watch him; she just wanted to feel him.

He stood up on the bed and rolled her over on her side. He then picked her up by the waist and sat her on her feet and face. He did put her pillow under her head before he started.

Will stood behind his wife and looked at her predicament. Her ass was up in the air and glistening with anticipation. She was clenching and unclenching her hands. That gave him an idea, and he sat down behind her on the bed. He then bent down and began rubbing her feet. He knew she was ticklish, and he wanted her to know he would violate any sensitivity she might have on that day. She squirmed and laughed as he continued. "I'm going to continue until you stop squirming."

She then tried to stay still. She didn't stop completely, but he stopped anyway. Just a taste of what might come then.

Will stood up behind her and began spanking her ass. She squirmed and groaned every time he hit her. He made sure it was only a light tap. He didn't want her ass red, or sore; just another boundary crossed. He stopped slapping her, and ran his hands all over her from behind, from her waist to her knees; he enjoyed the feeling of her body trembling slightly under his hand.

When he grew bored with that, he picked up the vibrator Beverly had handed him and stepped up behind her. He pushed a finger into her. She was wet and he knew her well enough to know she could come anytime. He had no intention of letting that dictate to him what or when he did anything to her. He then pushed the little vibrator into her and pushed it around. He put his finger into her and slathered her juices on the vibrator. When he put his hand on her left cheek, he felt her shudder. She knew what was coming. He stuck his finger into her vagina, got it lubed, and then began slowly pushing it into her ass. He only went a short distance and then waited for her to settle down. It took him a couple of minutes to get his finger halfway into her ass. When he was up to his knuckle, he waited. She finally calmed down, and he began wiggling around a little. After a couple of minutes of that, he pulled his finger out of her. He pushed the vibrator up against her clit and stroked her for a few minutes. She began squirming and moaning slightly. It changed when he then began pushing it into her ass. It was wet, and she had already had a finger in her. It still made her squirm. He managed to get slowly halfway into her before he decided to quit. It had taken fifteen minutes to get that far, and she was trying not to scream out. He couldn't take it any longer and pulled it out. "I think that is enough for tonight. Now, it's time to enjoy the wonderful treat I see right in front of me."

He stepped up and slowly pushed into her vagina. She was so relieved he had stopped the ass that her juices began flowing again. He slipped inside her and rested for a moment to let her adjust to him before he began fucking her. He continued thrusting in and out of her. After a few minutes, she started to moan and shake her head. He reached over her, grabbed her by the shoulders, and attacked her aggressively. The faster he rubbed her button, the louder her talking and moaning grew. He enjoyed riding his wife and continued until he fired into her. By the time he looked down at her, she was quiet. Her head was laying on her pillow and she was still.

He climbed off her and picked her head up with her hair to find she was drooling and smiling. He lifted her up and laid her on her side. He began removing the restraints. She was smiling at him by the time she was free. He went beside her and rubbed her face, gently. "How'd you do, love?"

"That was a great orgasm. I had a little one early, but that last one was almost as good as the other night."

They got under the covers and held each other until they fell asleep.

Over the next two weeks, they practiced nearly every other night until Beverly was back to what she had been in college, able to take him up her ass without much trouble. Once she was stretched out, it was easy for her.

They discussed when they wanted to do this, and they decided it would be on a Friday night, two weeks before her birthday. They wanted to give her time if she needed to heal any sore muscles before they saw their parents.

Will planned the weekend carefully and bought some ideas he had found on the internet. He had them delivered to his office, and his co-workers began to wonder what was going on. He never said a word, just kept putting them in his car. The only large item he had delivered home and met it there so he could hide it before she got home.

They were ready. Beverly was excited, but afraid. She was afraid she was too old and too out of practice to let Will do his worst for as long as he could stand it. She figured it would be at least the entire night, maybe some of Saturday also.

Will took the day off without telling Beverly. He spent the day preparing for the weekend.

When Beverly got home, she found him there. He had a devilish smile on his face. They ate a good dinner he had prepared. "Since you want to drink a little beforehand, figured we'd start at dinner." He poured her red wine. She drank that slowly while they ate. When they finished, he brought out the vodka. That had been her go to drink in college, but it had been a while, and it hit her hard. After she had a couple of shots, Will decided she didn't need any more vodka.

After dinner, they cleaned up the kitchen, and it was time. He told her to go and get a shower while he set up.

When she was ready, he asked her if she still wanted to go through with this? She was. Her safe word would be San Diego. It had always been one of her favorite cities and would be easy to remember. Will knew why she had chosen that word, and if he grew concerned about her ability to continue, he could always ask her for her favorite city. If she said no, he'd continue, but if she had trouble saying one or the other, he would stop without her saying San Diego.

When she was ready, he took her by the hand and led her into the hallway. He took her to their third bedroom. They had only been using it for storage up to now. There wasn't even a bed in there yet. When he opened the door, she saw a mattress lying on the floor. There were items that were covered by blankets around the room. He had really gone to great lengths to do what she wanted. The last thing she saw before he put a blindfold over her was a table with toys on it.

He whispered into her ear. "I hope this is everything you need, my love."

He then threw her down on the mattress roughly. She couldn't protect herself because she didn't know for sure where she was falling. She put her hands out and caught herself, but he then pushed her down on her stomach. "This is going to be fun, bitch." He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back up onto her knees. He put the O-ring gag in her mouth and left the blindfold on her eyes. He pulled her left arm up to her shoulder and began wrapping her arm and bicep together with electric tape. He continued until her arm was pinned to her shoulder. He repeated with the right arm until she had no use of her arms or hands.

Will stepped back and admired his handiwork. A good start. He pushed her back down on her stomach and repeated the process with each leg until her legs were bound together as her arms. He had been researching with DBSM porn, and he liked this position. It was a good one to start with.

Will turned her onto her left side and stuck his finger into her. She was already very wet. The first would be quick. The next dozen or so would take longer, but he had all night and some of tomorrow.

When she saw the room he had prepared, she was impressed. He had thought about this and planned it out. When he pushed her down, she knew she was in it now, for real. After he taped her arms and legs together, she really knew she was in it now. She lay there, waiting for his first assault. She had a bet with herself as to which hole he would start with. Her money was on her ass, but he surprised her by starting with her mouth. He had changed his mind and pulled her over on her stomach by her hair. Will sat down in front of her and scooted up until his crotch was next to her face.

He pulled her head up by the hair and shoved his dick into her mouth. He began bobbing her head up and down on his dick. She closed her eyes and let it happen. When he finished, she had no problem swallowing and waiting for more.

He hadn't intended to finish with the first try, but everything that led up to this and the sight of her lying on the floor, bound and naked with her mouth open waiting for him, brought him down quickly. Now he would have to play with her until he could get it back up.

The perfect place to play with her was her ass. He took the little vibrator, lubed it up in her and shoved it into her ass. He didn't go slow, but he did take a minute. He didn't want to tear her in the very beginning. Once inserted, he began stroking her until he stopped and turned it on. He started it on a medium speed and left it in.

Next came a large vibrator that he put in her vagina and turned it on. It came with a strap that went around her waist, and he put that on to keep it where he wanted it. It also had a strap that could attach to the vibrator in her ass. He watched as the two vibrators did their work on her.

Beverly was happy how the night had begun. She wasn't surprised he started with her mouth, and now, the vibrators were hitting all the right notes. The little one was vibrating her insides, and she let it take her away. The two combined had her bouncing on the mattress to the beat of their motors.

Will sat down on a stool beside the table. He worked on one of the things he had purchased and allowed her to vibrate on the floor. When it was ready, he got up and pulled both vibrators out of her.

She could rest for a couple of minutes when he finally pulled them out. Her ass didn't hurt. That was a small vibrator. She knew his dick was coming, she just didn't know when.

He was ready and pushed her back on her left side. He lay down behind her and put his fingers into her. After a couple of minutes of playing with her, he shoved his dick into her pussy and began fucking her hard and quick. For five minutes, he fucked her, hard. Before he came, he withdrew and slapped her ass as he left.

He grabbed her right leg and spun her around. "Come here, bitch. I want you here." He spread her legs like a wishbone, dropped between her legs, and thrust himself into her valley. He pushed her legs apart and laid down on her as he fucked her.

The side attack was easy for Beverly. She wasn't sore yet, and it felt good. The assault from on top was harder. He spread her legs so far the stretching of her thighs hurt. When he first laid down on her and thrust himself into her, her legs screamed in pain. Fortunately, he lifted his weight up on his hands as he worked on her. She was able to catch her breath, and her straining thighs calmed a little. She was relieved when he stopped and got up. Of course, it didn't last long. When he stood up, he grabbed her under her hips and put her on her knees. This was going to hurt.

Will stood and looked at Beverly. She was on her knees with her head down. Her arms were underneath her chest, holding her up. He decided if he were to mount her like she is, he would probably hurt her, so he stepped over her, and entered her without putting his weight on her back.

When he didn't lay down on her, she knew he was trying not to hurt her. It made his next step survivable. He slowly pushed his dick into her ass. She immediately forgot what he had not done as she concentrated on what he was doing. She tried to relax, to allow him to enter her with as little pain as possible. She didn't relax enough, and she screamed a little in her gag. She was disappointed in herself. She didn't want to show weakness, but that was impossible at that moment. He went slowly until he was halfway in. Will stopped and let her recover before he continued. Then he pushed in completely in one thrust. She bucked like a bronco, but he just rode her. She was very tight, and it was a feeling he hasn't had except in her ass. She was not loose, but this was another tightness. Her tightness made him come quickly. When he was finished, he just stood over her and watched her shake. Her head was bouncing on the mattress, and he moved away from her. He pushed her over on her side and let her rest.

She knew when he put her on her knees that he was coming for her ass. He started slowly, but it still hurt. When he shoved the rest in on one shot, she saw stars and her head spun. She felt like she was going to pass out, but, when he stopped for a second, she had time to recover enough to stay with him.

It was the continuous pounding and vibrating in her body that reverberated through her inner organs. As he continued, the pain went away, replaced by the reverberations, and her mind went from pain to ecstasy. He continued for nearly ten minutes, pounding her ass as she moaned into her ring gag. When he was almost ready to come, he stopped and withdrew. He stood over her with his dick dripping pre-cum on her ass.

When it was long enough, he put on her back, and began removing the tape until her arms and legs were free. He rubbed her legs until she could stretch them out. He then grabbed her by her ankles and spread her legs apart on the mattress. He repeated the procedure with her arms until she was spread-eagle on the mattress. She made no attempt to move her arms or legs, just enjoyed the freedom from the restrictions of the tape.

He let her lie quietly while he prepared the next step. Will picked up a small wooden table he had from the corner and placed it beside the mattress. He then took the Sybian saddle out of its box and placed it beside the table at one end. He tied it to the legs of the table on that side. Next, he took the other machine out of its box and set it on the table. It looked like a little piston driven shaft. He plugged it in and turned it on to find that it worked correctly.

When he was ready, he sat Beverly up and put a skullcap over her hair. Now, he was ready for the next adventure. "My little sex machine, I think we will both lose out minds with what comes next."

Beverly had no idea what he was talking about. When he had led her into the room, and before he had put the blindfold on her, she had seen a couple of boxes and machines in the room. She figured it was time to find out what he had planned for her.

He put plenty of lube on the Sybian and picked her up by her waist. He told her to spread her legs, and he sat her down on the Sybian, taking care to insert the horn into her slowly, allowing her to expand to receive it. He watched her reactions until she sat on the saddle with the horn fully inside her. He then attached the skullcap to the shaft on the piston driven machine on the table. He then handcuffed each hand to the table leg and bent her legs up so her feet were beside the Sybian. He attached her feet to binders attached to the Sybian, and she was ready.

Beverly had no idea what was happening to her, and as he lowered her toward the ground, he kept kicking her legs further apart until she was almost doing the splits. She hoped he would stop soon, because she hadn't been able to do a split since college. At the last minute, he caught one leg by the knee and bent her knee up. He then did the same thing with the other knee. He was holding her by the waist, and her feet were now flat on the floor as far apart as she could go. It was when she felt something pushing against her vagina that she began to worry. Was he sitting her down on a large vibrator? Would he give her time to adjust?

Her fears slowly went away as he carefully inserted something into her until she found herself sitting on a saddle-like seat. She could tell some sort of vibrator was now in her. She tried to relax once she was seated, but his continued work made that impossible.

He had grabbed her head and pulled it back until it was attached to something that she could not move. She was trapped. It was worse when he bound her ankles and hands to something that didn't allow her to move more than a little.

Whatever this was, she was now sitting on a vibrator without the ability to move on her own.

When he turned the Sybian on, slowly at first, it felt like any other vibrator. It was when the saddle seemed to attach itself to her bottom and the thing she was sitting on became a sex machine dedicated to drawing as many orgasms out of her it could. She would not be able to do anything about it, except ride it until it was shut off.

Will left her on the machine on slow and went to the kitchen. He got a little snack. He knew it would take the machine a while to slowly melt her marbles. He wanted her to have two or three orgasms before he touched her again. She would need to be a little worn out by the time he turned the machine on her head on.

Ten minutes later he returned. Beverly's head was hanging from the rod she was attached to, and saliva was dripping out of her mouth. Good, the machine was cooking her mind like he wanted it to.

Next, he turned the other machine on slow, and it began pumping her head forward and back as the piston turned on the wheel inside the machine. Her head was now moving forward and back on a steady motion. He put a finger into her mouth through the O-ring gag and ran it over her tongue.

Before he stuck his dick in her mouth, he finally removed the blindfold. When she could focus her eyes and saw why her head was bobbing back and forth, she couldn't believe it. Will stepped in front of her and held his dick out until the machine pushed her head forward enough that it entered her mouth. He then stepped forward so his dick would stay in her mouth the entire cycle. It would go from barely in her mouth to almost to her tonsils. And it continued without him doing anything but standing there. He smiled at her. The look in her eyes told him the Sybian was having the intended effect on her.

Beverly had just settled down on the machine he had dropped her on when her head started bobbing forward and back. When he removed the blindfold, her eyes finally focused enough for her to see his dick in front of her. It didn't move; she was moving. He was fucking her mouth with his dick as she moved back and forth. Her problem was, the machine in her pussy continued to change speed, and motions, making it impossible to concentrate on her bobbing head. After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only five or six minutes, she came again on this wretched saddle. She had lost count of how many orgasms that thing had brought out of her. Every time she had one, it would stop and let her rest, only to begin again a few minutes later. She lost count of the orgasms and let her mind wander. After several minutes, she wasn't thinking about anything but the machine in her pussy. Since she had no control over anything, her mind let her check out of thinking. It was only the heat in her loins and the dick in her mouth. It was an experience unlike anything she had before, even in college. The gang-bang she had participated in while high didn't even match up in her mind. Will was accomplishing exactly what she had hoped for. He was using her body as his sex plaything, without regard for her opinion. He was using her, exploiting her, and she could do nothing but lay there and allow these machines to use her as they wished. After several minutes of this, and countless orgasms, she checked out and let it happen.

When Will saw her eyes roll back in her head, he stopped. He turned both machines off and released her from her bondage. She fell over into his arms, and he carefully laid her back on the mattress.

After a couple of minutes, she shook her head and opened her eyes. He was staring at her face. He smiled. "San Diego?" He said. She shook her head. "Are you sure?" She shook her head harder. What she had experienced so far was nearly the greatest sexual experience of her life, but she wanted there to be no doubt. So, she shook her head.

Will couldn't believe it. He was sure they were finished. She had to be sore and totally spent. What more could she have tonight?

All he could say was, "Okay." He got some more binders out of his box and bound her ankles together. It wasn't tight, just enough that she couldn't get up, or walk. He then bound her wrist together in front of her. He was supposed to put her hands behind her back, but he didn't have the heart. He then threw her over his shoulder and carried her to their bathroom. He sat her down on the toilet and let her do whatever business she needed. When she was finished, he took a washcloth and cleaned her up. He had a cold bottle of water ready in the bathroom, and he held it up to her lips and she drank most of it in one draw. He waited and let her finish the rest of the bottle before he put her on his shoulder and carried her back to the mattress. He carefully laid her down on her back and attached a collar to her throat. He pulled a short chain from the edge of the mattress and attached it to the collar. She could barely tell the other end of the chain was bolted to the floor, only a couple of feet away. She could move around a little, even turn over if she wanted to, but that was it.

"Sweet dears, my little sex machine. I have a couple more surprises for you tomorrow." Before he left, he threw a heavy tarp over her. It was weighted on the sides so she couldn't throw it off. She could turn under it but not remove it.

Will stood in the doorway, looking at her under the tarp. He admitted she was much more determined than he thought she'd be. He was a little sore just from what he had done. He couldn't imagine how sore she had to be. He really liked that blowjob machine he had bought. A blowjob without having to move and being able to control the speed and depth on his own. Amazing. He didn't have any more machines for tomorrow, but he figured she would be done before noon. He would concentrate on several old-fashioned fucking moves until she had enough. He left her covered in the tarp and went to bed.

When she realized he was going to just leave her there for the night, under this heavy tarp, she was angry. However, as time passed, she began to understand the reasoning. She was his sex machine. What do you do with a machine when you are finished? You put it away and go to bed. He had done exactly what she had wanted. That realization made her relax and she was asleep soon.

Will went into the room the next morning and removed the tarp. She stirred when the light hit her face. She was sleeping on her side and had managed to get her head between her arms so she could use one as a pillow. He had to unfasten her arms to help her out of that position. He took the collar off and released her legs. She tried to stretch her arms and legs, but they didn't work too well. He picked her up, threw her over his shoulder, and took her to their bathroom. He sat her down on the toilet and handed her a cold bottle of water.

While she was there, he went back to the room and prepared it for that day. When he was ready, he went back to the bathroom. She was still sitting on the toilet.

He looked into her eyes. "San Diego?"

She wanted to scream yes, but that was not what she had asked for. She still had visions of Jerry and what he had done to her all those years ago that was still in her mind. She became determined to ride this out and shook her head.

Will shook his head and said, "You're one tough cookie, I'll give you that. I'd have tapped out last night. But it you need a little more, I have something new for you."

Beverly couldn't imagine anything worse than the blowjob machine. Although, she had to admit, she did like the Sybian. Maybe she'd keep that after this was over.

Will put her over his shoulder and carried her back to her torment. This time he sat her in a chair. She watched as he took something out of a bag. When he had it spread out on the floor, she realized it was one of those sex swings she had seen in the movies. She had to give him props. He was going all out to give her the memories she wanted before becoming a mother.

He hung the swing from a large hook he had put into the ceiling. He then lifted her with her waist and carried her to it. He held her on his shoulder with one arm and put her upper torso into the swing. When she was secure, he laid her back into the swing, still holding her legs in his arms. It was easy for him to attach her legs to the swing, and she was hanging.

He adjusted her to get her in the position he wanted before starting. Will stood in front of her and just enjoyed the view. She was swinging slightly in front of him with her legs spread wide. He realized her head was hanging down, and he needed to give her support for her head, or her neck would hurt for days.

He took some string, went behind her, tied her hair into a knot with the string, and tied the string to the hook above her and returned to his original position in front of her.

Now she wasn't too uncomfortable, and the sight of her body open to him gave him his first hard-on.

Beverly knew from the beginning her head would hurt if he didn't do something. She was very relieved when he tied her head up so she could just relax and let him play with his toy. She knew he had access to both lower holes and would use them for his pleasure. That was the idea, after all. She wanted to let her mind go and just enjoy the feelings and emotions of this experience. Last night had given her several juicy memories she could store and use on any night, but she still wanted more to select from. Jerry was still lurking in the back of her mind, and she wanted him expelled, permanently.

His hard-on was reminding him of the wet pussy open before him, so he moved in on her. He did put some lube into her and on his dick. He knew she would be sore and wanted to help her as much as he could.

The lube felt cold, and Beverly was very relieved when he put that on her. She was sore and needed whatever help she could get. She had already figured out that what would stop her would not be the endless orgasms, it would be the soreness from constant fucking. She knew she'd not be going to work on Monday. She figured she wouldn't even be able to walk Sunday. When he inserted himself into her, all thoughts of tomorrow evaporated. She was sore, but the lube made it tolerable, and after a couple of gentle thrusts, her emotions overtook the soreness, and she closed her eyes and began the new day.

Will started slowly. He knew she had to be sore and wanted to alleviate as much of the pain as he could. When he saw her close her eyes and lick her lips, he knew it was okay to increase his efforts. He held her by her ass cheeks with each hand and pulled her to him for each thrust. He stood between her legs and let her body do the work. It felt great, and he knew he'd start the day with a quick explosion.

Before he did, however, he pulled out. His dick was hard and dripping with both's juices. He pushed the little vibrator into her ass and turned it on before returning his attention to her pussy.

All thoughts of soreness were gone when the vibrator started vibrating her insides. When he returned his dick to her pussy, she shuddered and let go. The emotions came over her like a wave, and the wave returned time and again. It seemed his thrusts were in rhythm with the vibrator and her body echoed all of it. By the time he exploded into her, she had lost count of the orgasms her body had endured. It was to the point that she needed a rest from the rolling emotions. When he finally pulled out and turned the vibrator off, she just collapsed in a heap in the swing. She opened her eyes to see him staring at her. She smiled and nodded.

He shook his head and moved around to her head. He untied the string to allow her head to hang down. He then lowered the swing until her mouth was crotch high. His dick was slimy and shrunken. He pushed her mouth open and stuck it in. He began rubbing it on her tongue, but she knew what he wanted and began licking and sucking on it. It felt so good he had to hold onto the swing to steady himself. She had him back hard within five minutes.

When he was hard, he pushed it down into her mouth. She stopped sucking and allowed him to fuck her mouth without any gagging. She even closed her mouth around it to complete the seal. He pulled the swing back and forth to move her head and closed his eyes to feel this. It was wonderful. When he opened his eyes, he could see down her entire body. He could start with her chin, the only part of her head he could see, then the bobbing breasts, and to her sprayed apart legs in the air. What a sight. It brought him to conclusion within minutes, and he pushed deep enough to fire down her throat. She just let him go and swallowed his entire issue.

When he finished, he patted her on the cheek and tied her head back up.

For the next two hours, he fucked all three holes again. Once he was finished, it was around ten in the morning. She seemed to be willing to continue, but he was finished. Whatever she had wanted out of this, she had better have it now. He was done.

He unfastened her legs and let them drop to the floor. He then put his arm around her waist and held her to himself while he undid her arms and head. She was groggy, and he knew he was right to end this. This time, he lifted her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. She didn't put her arms around his neck but just lay there.

He sat her on the bed and went into the bathroom. When he returned to her, she was half asleep. He picked her up and carried her into the bathroom, where he had run her a warm bath.

Beverly was determined to outlast Will, but it was getting harder. She was tired of the continuous orgasms. They were becoming more of a nuisance than joy. When he took her down and put her on the bed, she almost cried. He just knew. She loved this man. When he came back and picked her up again, she hoped it wasn't something like before. When he put her in the bath, she opened her eyes to see a warm bath, her favorite candles burning, and heard Alexa playing soft music. He had laid her head on a folded towel. It felt so good, she drifted off immediately.

Thirty minutes later, the water was getting cold, and she woke up to find him sitting beside the tub, looking at his phone. "Welcome back, sleepy head. How do you feel?"

"I'm very sore."

"I am sure you are. We're going to take care of that today. If you want to wash your hair, I'll dry it for you."

"Can I just lay here a while longer?"

"O course, as you wish, my love." He turned the hot water back on and heated it up to where she was happy. He then went to the other room and began putting everything away. He took the blowjob machine back to the garage. He'd sell it on the website where he had purchased it originally. He knew she had no interest in that. He put the Sybian back in it's box and put it in the back of their walk-in closet. He had a feeling she might want to play with that on a lonely day in the future. He put the swing back in its bag and put it on top of the Sybian. Who knows?

He left the hook in the ceiling. This was going to be the baby's room, and maybe he'd hang a mobile on it. That'll be a story. If Beverly allowed it, that is.

He pulled the mattress cover off the mattress and threw it away. He then dragged the mattress back to the second bedroom and put it back on the bed. He put a new cover on it and made the bed. It made him laugh when he thought about Beverly's parents spending the night on that bed.

When the room was clean, he went to find Beverly. She had gotten out of the tub and washed her hair in the sink. When he returned, she was sitting on her makeup chair, staring at the mirror.

"I see you're ready for me to dry your hair." He took out the dryer, and the brushes he knew she used to dry her hair." She sat there and let him blow dry her hair and brush it out close to how she does it.

She had put on her big, fluffy robe and tried to stand up. He caught her. "You have two choices. One, you go to bed and sleep it off. Two, I will carry you into the living room and I feed you. Afterwards, you can go to bed or sit on my lap and rest while I watch TV. It is your choice."

She smiled at him and said, "Living room and food."

He carried her to the living room and sat her down on his recliner. "What would you like to eat, my lady?"

She gave him a couple of choices, and he made both. He helped her to the kitchen table. She was still very sore but was coming around. They ate, and talked about her birthday, and the party both sets of parents were throwing her in two weeks.

Will cleaned up the kitchen and helped her to the living room. He picked her up, sat down in his chair with her in his lap.

She curled up on his lap. "Thank you, my love, for doing what you did for me. I know it was difficult for you, and you went to a lot of trouble for me. I love you."

Will kissed her gently on her forehead. "I did nothing but give my wife a present she had wanted for a very long time. Your happiness and security are my only concern."

Beverly snuggled up to Will and smiled back at him. Within ten minutes she was sound asleep. He held her on his lap for the next two hours as she slept. He loved having her on his lap. He was beyond impressed with her determination. He had thrown everything he could think of at her, and she just endured and carried on. If he hadn't stopped it when he did, he was sure she would have continued the rest of the day. He finally fell asleep with his head laying on hers.

They woke up in the middle of the night. He carried her to bed, and they went right back to sleep.

The next morning, she was sore, but in great spirits. He didn't ask why, but he had a good guess.

Two weeks later, everyone gathered to celebrate Beverly's thirtieth birthday. Beverly's father asked Will what he got her for her birthday, and they smiled at each other. "Something she has been wanting for as long as I've known her."

"Tell us what that is?"

He smiled. "No, it is between us. But, how about some cake?"

As Beverly started cutting the cake, she smiled to herself. Jerry had not reappeared in her mind's eye once in the last two weeks. Will had replaced him. Thank God. She was ready to get pregnant by Will.