Page 45 of In the Light of Day

He gives me a soft smile, one of longing and love before silently getting up and leaving the room. The pull of what’s waiting for me is too strong and as soon as mywoe-is-memoment is over, I leap up off the floor and see what he left me.

Looking at the bed, a large white box with a black satin ribbon sits there waiting for me to open it. Slowly, I pull one end of the perfectly puffed bow and it seductively pulls apart. The anxiousness of all the many things that could be inside causing my breath to catch. I feel likeJulia RobertsinPretty Woman, except I'm not a prostitute, but I am being spoiled rotten for the first time ever.

Lifting the lid to the box, frustration grows when I’m met with what feels like a million pieces of tissue paper and I throw them out until I'm greeted by the site of white silk, the words Mrs Wilson embroidered on it. That's me, I'm Mrs Wilson and I can't help the big smile that forms wide on my face. Lifting it out of the box, a beautiful silk robe reveals itself as it unfolds. A card lies at the bottom of the box, only noticeable because of its bright red colour and I scramble to open it.

To my beautiful wife,

Please put this robe on and nothing else. When you’re ready, come outside on the deck to see the next part of your surprise.

I love you, your husband, James.

Looking toward the closed bedroom door, my chest is tight as I take in what he's asking of me and I've never been more certain of anything in my life. Wasting no time I quickly throw off my clothes when my eyes catch my reflection in the full-length mirror within the wardrobe.

I look at my body.

Really look at it.

My breasts are a little on the smaller side but my hips have filled out in the past several years. My hair is long and flows down my back but it's the little silvered lines scattered across my body that catches my attention. Lightly running my fingers across my soft belly, up my breast and back down my other arm, I smile.

I smile because he didn't win. Not then and not now. My scars are not who I am, both on the inside and the ones you can see on my skin. My scars make up a part of my journey but I am so much more than the story they tell. I think of Ace's hands exploring my body, his lips touching my skin and a little whimper escapes me over what's about to come. A man who loves every part of me is waiting on the other side of that door and I think I've kept both of us waiting long enough. Ours is a love story written in the light of day and nothing will stop me from the life I deserve with the man I love.

The soft silk of the robe feels both cool and warm as it slides across my body. As requested, I am naked underneath and I wonder if the intention is for me to be a present he gets to unwrap. The idea of Ace slowly opening my robe makes my pussy throb.

Tentatively opening the door, I peek my head out to the living space but the lighting is dimmed and I can feel my chest tighten before I realise what I'm looking at. A single row of tea lights leads a path outside, the large french doors open wide to the cool night, showing more of the path I am to follow. I can't see Ace and I’m more than a little nervous. Is he going to take me outside on the deck? In the lake?

Feeling the blood pulse around my body, my senses are heightened and as I step out into the night, a sea of candles waits for me. A low hum emanates from the forest and the fabric of my robe rubs against my nipples, causing them to harden. There is no longer a single path but an ocean of twinkling light and it's the most romantic thing I've ever seen. It feels like a thousand candles are out here and I'm a little worried about the fire hazard they could be, that is until I crouch down quickly to take a closer look and see they are battery operated. A little sigh of relief that we won't be in the throes of passion when the fire alarm goes off.

There is only one path for me to take and I feel every groove to the wooden deck as I walk among the candles. I can see my destination at the end of the path. The large outdoor bathtub, full of steaming water and a small white box with the same black satin ribbon sitting on the edge. I look around but I still can’t see Ace anywhere. I'm sure he’s watching though, I can feel his eyes on me. Tonight means so much to the both of us that he won’t have gone anywhere for long. Pulling at the ribbon it effortlessly falls apart just like before and I open it unsure of what to expect. This time the card sits on top of the tissue paper.

You are so beautiful, love, and I'm so proud of you for making it to this next part. Even though you can't see me, I can see you. I want you to use what's inside this box, put it inside you and let me help you relax. I have the remote and will be watching for when you're ready.

Love, forever and always, your husband, James.

He wants me to use what's inside this box? A remote?Reluctantly I fold the tissue paper aside to reveal a deep purple U shaped object and for a second I'm not sure what I'm looking at. That is until I see the familiar little hollow suction point that you’re meant to put on your clit and my jaw drops. Ace wants me to use a vibrator that only he has the remote to, and if I'm honest, I've never been more turned on at the idea of it.

I'm dripping. The wetness making my thighs sticky.

Taking a final look around the deck I catch the movement of a tumbler being raised, the soft tinkling of ice moving around the glass breaking the silence of the night. His legs are spread where he’s sitting on the edge of the deck, his concentration fully focused on me as he sips his drink. I feel so incredibly sexy as he watches me and just like I hoped, I pull the tie of the robe until it falls open. A seductive dance we make as the cool air caresses my skin and each part of my body is revealed to him. The sharp intake of his breath as it falls to the floor, my only sign that the gift of my body has been well received. Turning on the spot, I let him have a full view of myself and my arousal. Tracing my fingers across my shoulder, I bring both hands to my breasts, palming and squeezing my nipples, hoping to ease some of the tension, before dipping my toes into the bath and delicately lowering my body into the steaming water. I make a show of holding up the vibrator before submerging it. Taking a deep breath, I drop my head back as I push it inside me, a soft whine slipping from my lips as I imagine it was Ace.

I've used plenty of toys over the years but the idea that Ace is in control of this one brings a whole new level of intimacy to it. Making sure it's all in place, I expect him to turn it on straight away, but nothing happens. I relax my shoulders a little, close my eyes and absently run my fingers across my body. The wait is torture and I squeeze my thighs together trying to get some relief. My pussy throbs and my hips rock into the water as the anticipation builds.

“Ace, please.”

My words come out in a breathy moan and I let out a whimper as a low vibration comes to life between my legs and I close my eyes in relief. It's not enough though and I move my hips harder, the water sloshing as I try to get more of what I need.

“Tell me what you want, darlin'. Tell me what you want me to do to that sweet pussy of yours,” he growls, his voice so close to me I feel his need. My body lighting up knowing he’s near. The large bulge in his jeans letting me know how much he’s enjoying the view.

“I want you to touch me. I want it to be you inside me. I want more,” I pant. Crying out when he increases the vibration and the suction on my clit. He moves closer again, the candlelight catching the intensity of his stare while I moan into the night.

“I'm right here with you, baby. Let me give this to you.”

He adjusts his pants, sitting on the edge of the bath while I squirm only centimetres away. Without thought I grab his hand, needing him to touch me as I bring it to my breast. My hands showing him what I want him to do as I rub and tweak my nipples.

“Get in the bath with me ... please,” I moan, when I can’t quite get the friction I need to orgasm. His brow furrows as if he didn't think I would ask him to get in with me. “Please, Ace. I'm so close.”

The water spills over the edge of the bath in buckets as he gets in fully clothed and I scramble to straddle him. Pushing him down so he's sitting in the water as I smash my face against his. Our tongues fight for dominance as I start to grind against him. The vibrator is firmly in place as he increases it one final time and my body almost malfunctions from the pleasure rolling through me as my orgasm hits. Wave after wave, my body shakes over the intensity of it as Ace slowly decreases the vibrator before it stops. I mewl, wrapped around his body and we still haven't had sex yet. I haven't even touched his cock and I already feel like I've run a marathon.

“You’re so beautiful when you come, Nova. I'll never get tired of watching you fall apart in my arms.”

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