Copyright © Tori Carson 2014. All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Totally Bound Publishing. Laura woke up in bed alone. She sighed in frustration. It’d been that way for years, why was it bothering her now? She rolled over and put her hand on her husband’s pillow. Her mood softened when she found a rose and a card. Her husband had been so preoccupied lately, she’d been afraid he might forget their anniversary. She should have known better. Sniffing the rose, she noticed the thorns had been removed. Of course, he would think of everything. Opening the card, she saw it was more like a pamphlet. The cover was a photo from their high school days. Wow, did they look…innocent, and stupid. The next page was a collage of pictures from back in the day. Goodness how times had changed. ‘My dearest Angel, I suspect looking at these pictures, you were struck by how much has changed since we first fell in love. My rainbow-streaked-hair girl has turned into a stunning corporate executive. Your hand-me-down station wagon with the monkey hanging from the rear-view mirror has been replaced with a car much more fitting your elegant style. Those terry cloth rompers, flip-flops and plastic bangles have been traded for linen suits, high heels and diamonds. We won’t even mention the changes in me. Suffice to say—goodbye cheesy moustache! Our love has changed and grown too. I was pretty sure we had something special when we married. Now I know you are my life. My world revolves around your smile. Although I try to make sure you know that, sometimes I get mired down in day-to-day crap and I forget what’s really important. The other night while you lay in bed sleeping, I needed to check something on the Internet. My tablet and laptop were in my briefcase, so I grabbed your tablet. I was pretty shocked to see your reading interests had changed so dramatically. Historical fiction to BDSM is quite a leap. I was even a little pissed off that I’d had no inkling. ’ Laura dropped the card. Oh my God! She grabbed her tablet and scrolled through the book section. Nick had gone through her tablet. Her hands shook and a faint, ill feeling took over. Her sweet, vanilla husband had looked through her extensive collection of BDSM books and short stories. Holy crap! She forced her breathing under control and picked up the card again. ‘I took note of the titles, purchased and read them all.’ Holy fucking shit! He read them. Read them all. Every raunchy, hotter than hell scene barraged her mind. That’s it. I’m divorced. Or dead. Our weekend getaway is just a ruse to give him time to hide my body. Her hands shook so badly she laid the card on the bed before she continued. ‘Some I liked better than others. I found a few more I think you’ll like. We can talk about them this weekend. I see now I have been neglecting you. Like everything else, our sex life needs to evolve. I’m relieved to see every story had the girl as the sub, except that one with the switch couple. I hope you weren’t overly fond of that story. That won’t be happening.’ She read and reread the last part. It sounded like he wanted to play. Now her breathing was really ragged. Hope began to flicker like a little flame. Her husband was a successful attorney. He was Branson, of Branson and Associates. He knew how to take command. Just the thought of him commanding her got her wet. It was a little frightening. He certainly wouldn’t be a wussy Dom. Once he committed to dominating her, she wouldn’t be allowed any wiggle room. That’s just the way he was. Was she ready for this? Oh yeah, as long as he wanted it too… She loved him too much to push him into something he wasn’t comfortable with. ‘Please see the attached form. We need to be on the same page with this. Look over the list, add to it if I left anything out, complete it and bring it with you tonight. I have completed the same list. We will discuss it at the hotel. I’m sure we can negotiate a game plan from there. Be ready
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