Was it an Affair?

She looked at me as though I had horns on. I could see her fear. "Kiss him. I'm sure it will be like lightning. You'll lose nothing."

I saw her resolve and she approached Alan. He didn't know what to do. She took his head in her hands and kissed him lightly. Slowly, it seemed to ignite them both and it turned into one which could have set the fire alarms off.

I left them for my office. The day was busy but I had lunch with Harriet. Alan and Christine took the afternoon off. In fact, they took three days off and looked very tired and happy when they came back. She had a ring on her finger.

Harriet and I are very happy. Sharon has helped our sex life. I had to learn new moves to enhance Harriet's experience as she did for me. We discussed our fantasies. No surprise none included others but a little exhibitionism or voyeurism came up. Some roleplay and teasing games. Somehow I never win at strip poker.

We've moved from the flat to a detached house with a large garden. We were planning for our children.

We had one disagreement. Harriet wanted me to spank her as she'd told Jonathan and me. I didn't think she needed that but she did. We discussed it with Sharon who gave several reasons for and against. The reason Harriet wanted it was rooted in her expectation of me being so angry at her, I would be verbally abusive. She felt she needed punished. My empathy had thrown her so much but there was a piece of guilt which she couldn't get away from. She needed this to release the last of her guilt. I fought it.

One night, Harriet came, naked into the living room and put a dining chair in the centre. She looked at me, "Tom, I need this. I know you don't want to, don't feel any need to. I can't let go of this feeling. Once only, I promise you."

She was nervous. I saw tears fill her eyes. I asked softly, "How will I know enough is enough? How hard to hit you? I don't want to hurt or injure you."

Harriet said quietly, "I'll tell you harder until that is the right amount. When I feel mentally clear of my guilt, I'll say St Johnstone. Don't stop if I say stop. Don't let my tears fool you into stopping. I don't want this anymore than you but I feel within myself I need this. I've tried to do what Jonathan has said, what Sharon has said as well but I can't rid myself of this need. It has to be the whole way. If you stop before then, I'll still have this feeling and we'd have to do it again. I need to be free of it. I love you and I know this is against all you wish but do it please. We can make love afterwards."

I reluctantly sat on the chair. Harriet kissed me and said softly, "Thank you. I'll make this up to you."

She lay down over my thighs. She had put our restraints on the legs. I secured her arms. How had I missed that? I stared at her beautiful bum for minutes. She didn't move or speak, just let me become as comfortable with this as I could. I raised my hand and smacked her hard. The sound reverberated around the room. The pink mark appeared quickly on her bum. I heard, "Harder!" I spanked her again, harder. The other cheek was marked. "Harder!" I did it again, harder. No more sound from her. I struck her again and again until her bum was red all over. I was sweating. I heard her sob, her cries, she told me to stop repeatedly but I kept on hitting her. My arm was knackered, my hand tingled with the constant explosion on her bum cheeks.

I stopped, untied her and moved her around, restraining her again, so my left hand could spank her. As I did I almost stopped. Her face was red from her tears, she looked beaten, cowled. I remembered what she said, I didn't want to have to do this again. I continued for about another ten minutes before I heard, "St Johnstone!"

I was thankful to release her. I picked her up and we lay against each other on the settee. She was sobbing her heart out. I was crying. How could I have been so cruel? After half an hour, I laid her down as I ran a bath for her. I carried her through, placed her in it. I washed her thoroughly, supporting her, kissing her, telling her "I love her." Was that true after what I did?

She slowly relaxed and the warm water helped her pain. When the water started to chill, I lifted her and towelled her dry. We lay in bed together but we didn't make love. Harriet was quiet. I gave her the space for her thoughts as my mind went everywhere with mine. I hoped this would never be repeated. Could I ever do this again?

We fell asleep not having spoken about this. I woke first and was surprised it was 8 am. My hands were still tingling from what they had done. It was a good job it was Saturday. I made us some tea and returned to the bedroom. Harriet was stirring. She tried to pull herself up but her bum was very tender so she had to raise herself totally from the bed before she could move.

She hugged me and said, "Thank you. I don't feel that need within me anymore. I know you aren't happy but I'll make it up to you. The one thing I'll always be sure off, you'll do what you have to do to keep me safe and happy.

"I think we can strike another sexual act off our list. I don't think either of us are up for serious S&M. I'll happily have a play spanking when we roleplay but never that again. I promised you we'd make love. Even today I think that's optimistic. I'll give you a blowjob as an interim thank you if you wish."

She did twice that day. I gently rubbed some cream which reduces bruising and pain over her bum cheeks every four hours as it said. Her bum was still very red. She didn't dress as anything touching her bum caused pain. She stood for her meals. On the Sunday, we had a small walk. She went commando as her panties caused her pain. She cuddled into me telling me she loved me. It was fortunate the Monday was a bank holiday so we didn't have work. By mid-afternoon, she was able to sit for short periods of time. After dinner, she took me to bed and fucked me. She straddled me and rode me with no sign of hard work, her pussy did much of it, wringing me out to an amazing climax. Whatever Sharon had taught her, her pussy muscles took no prisoners. I came quickly. I tried to give her an orgasm but she said this was about pleasing me. Her pussy kept me hard and set off again. She didn't move much but within ten minutes I was cumming again. She moved down and cleaned me, getting me hard again. She blew me again. She'd never cleaned me before after I had been in her.

It was the following weekend when we fucked like normal. She pulled me in on top of her. "I missed holding you as you fuck me." I was holding on for dear life. When we were cuddling afterwards, she was rummaging in the beside cabinet. She put a pillow under her bum and handed me lube. "We've talked about this, saying we've both been interested but never mentioned it in case it caused offence. I'm prepared. Take my virgin bum. I want to give you all of me."

I was shocked. I took the lube and massaged it into her bum. I played with her pussy and clit until she was moaning in pleasure. I put one, then two, then three fingers into her bum. She had an almighty orgasm. When she came down she said softly, "Now, I want you in me." I took my time and worked my way into her bum. All too soon, I was fully in. I stopped as I looked at her. I saw her pleasure. She smiled, "I knew you'd be gentle. It's good, better than I expected. If you like it, I'm open to doing this again." I nodded my agreement, "I don't care as long as I can make love with you, that's all that matters."

Without me realising, she was speeding me up and I came an almighty amount or at least it felt like that. We cuddled for a long time before we headed to the shower. We cleaned each other thoroughly and I checked I hadn't caused any damage to her anus.

Our sessions with Sharon had been fortnightly so we had a lot to discuss. Harriet told her about the spanking and how it had worked. She was happy despite having a sore bum for a week. She also said we had finally had anal which she'd enjoyed. We discussed our feelings and how we saw things progressing. Sharon had always been open, saying nothing was taboo for discussion. Was there anything we wanted but still didn't say in case our partner felt badly about us? Harriet went red. I felt myself blush.

Sharon had us tell each other what we were concerned about. When we talked, Sharon said they were common fantasies. We agreed we would try them. Most of our discussion was about how to raise such things. If we felt comfortable to do so, we would have a vibrant sex life. It didn't mean we'd do all of them but it gave possibilities to add to what we did do.

We've done and enjoyed many things we never expressed before. Some things haven't been as positive an experience. Overall, our sex life is far better than it had been. It may not be as expansive for a while as in three months, we'll have our first child. Harriet loves me to massage oils into her tummy to help avoid stretch marks she says. I think it's because my fingers tire and find themselves playing with her clit until she has at least two orgasms. I lie with my head on her expanding breasts as she plays with my head. I'm so relaxed. She's still horny so we've adjusted what we do because of her size but her pussy can get me to cum in minutes. I don't know how any child can come of there!

Life is so much better than possible eighteen months ago. With the love and support of family and friends we have made it. Well until the first toxic nappy! But I'm sure we'll cope.