Ava's Awakening

Ava searched her lingerie closet for something nice to wear this evening. She knew her husband would be horny and looked forward to feeling him deep inside her. He was always horny after a session in the basement, and it always resulted in wonderful, passionate sex afterwards for them. There was something different about sex between them when he had done a good session in the basement. Somehow it was always more intense, more passionate, more, more... Just better. She carefully selected a set of lace panties, marine blue and black, that brought enough see-through to get the imagination going. She took out the matching half-cup bra and selected some pure black stockings to go with the matching garter belt.

Ava was always one for dressing up to turn her husband on, so she wasn't wearing anything special in this regard, but she knew her husband loved the sight of her dressed in sexy lingerie, so she made sure to put together a good look for tonight. She undressed and paused for a moment to look at herself in the mirror. Not bad for a 38-year-old, she thought. Her big breasts made her body look slim, and her slim body made her breasts look big. Her breasts weren't saggy, despite of their size, and her ass was still firm. She contemplated for a second whether or not she should shave her pussy for tonight but decided against it. She would just clean it up a little under the shower.

Half an hour later, she was out of the shower and into the selected lingerie. She smirked as she selected a long black dress with a high cut. They had dinner plans tonight and she knew it would drive him mad with desire to watch her all night in that dress, teasing him by letting the dress fall open, revealing her long slender leg to him. She undid the towel from her head and dried her ginger hair. She had always loved being a redhead. She loved a quote she once read stating "Blondes have more fun, but redheads remember it the next day" and she couldn't agree more. She quickly braided her hair, a small effort but enough to create a nice style, and slipped into a pair of black high heels. Ava took a look at herself in the mirror again, she popped in a nice pair of diamond earrings, smiled and shrugged before heading downstairs.

Ava sat down on the sofa and grabbed her phone, if she was waiting for her husband to finish his session she might as well treat herself to some online shopping. It wasn't long before the door to the basement opened and Lara stepped out. She was walking barefoot wearing a thick bathrobe. Her long black hair was wet against her head and her make-up was smudged to a terrible degree. "Good evening Mrs De Geynt" she spoke softly. Ava looked at her and smiled. "You look like you had some fun Lara. Me and Ward are going out for dinner. Why don't you take the night off" Lara quickly shook her head. "No misses, mister Fremault told me I still need to clean downstairs". Ava knew better than to get involved in that discussion, so she just wished Lara a good evening and let her get on her way.

Not many people might find it normal that their husband was running a BDSM dungeon in the basement of their house with the maid as one of their submissives, but Ava didn't mind. She knew that Ward cared for his submissives, but only loved her and her alone. It had always been this way, even before they had met. It was clear from the start that he wasn't about to give that up and Ava never asked him anyway. In truth, she had only seen the dungeon, or 'The Bottom Floor' as Ward liked to call it, one time. The only time she had actually entered it was when she was home alone and the delivery of a set of furniture arrived for it. It wasn't like she was prohibited to go in there, but she knew her husband liked to keep that life away from her. In her memory, it wasn't like anything she had imagined when thinking of the concept of a BDSM sex dungeon. She could remember the place as luxurious and open with a lot of light. One would almost call it a loft if it weren't for the contraptions and pullies that were present in it.

A few minutes later, Ward entered the living room. He was wearing a casual pair of jeans and a button-down shirt. He looked over at Ava and smiled. "You are looking gorgeous my love. Give me 15 minutes to get ready for dinner." And Ward gave her a passionate kiss before he was off to get ready.

And as Ava had suspected, Ward was hungry for her after a session in the dungeon. They went through the full course at the restaurant and Ward kept glancing at Ava from time to time while they talked. He told her about his day at work and how they were discussing the direction of the company and the new investment opportunities they had found.

Ava could tell that her husband was dying for her body the entire night, but he held it back, barely. She was wet by the time they got back to their house. Ava quickly walked inside the house to find Ward in the hallway, already discarding his jacket and shirt. He swept her up and the both of them never made it upstairs. They had intense passionate sex halfway up the staircase.