Daniel rested against his wife's body for a moment. Breathless yet only somewhat sated. His mind wasn't going to let him go just yet. His mind kept going and contrary to the usual cliche, his mind was the one in charge of his cock and sex drive. He listened to Emma console and reassure him. She seemed to enjoy the result of his new obsession herself. He was sure she came just before he did, he sensed it more than being overly conscious of her orgasm.<br/><br/>"I have never been in such a state before... it was like... I don't know.. I can't even describe it, like it was just our bodies, floating in space, no world, no house, nothing. Just us... " he tried hard to describe it to her. Of course he always enjoyed sex with his wife before but it was... well... this time..<i>abandonment</i>.. Yes! That was the word, he had never abandoned himself so much before. And given how her nails raked his back and how quickly Emma came, neither had she.<br/><br/>He kissed her a moment and then scooped her up into his arms and took her the bedroom. He was far from done, so much more to be explored, to be spoken about. So many more orgasms were possible. He knew what he was like, he may never come back to this place again, this state of mind. He was going to enjoy himself while he was here. Perhaps tomorrow they would wake up and it would like it never happened. Or, perhaps Emma may never want to revisit this place. Who knew.<br/><br/>Once in the bedroom he laid her down on the bed and set himself next to her. Gazing at her lovingly and yet with a lustful look that had never before tonight appeared on his face.<br/><br/>"So.. are you going to tell me?" he asked her with a sly look..<br/><br/>"It was part of our deal, remember?" he smiled at her, caressing her thigh with his finger tips. "You could play with him.. as long as you told me about it... I have been thinking about you all night... with him... my cock so hard and burning, my stomach wrenching at times, so conflicted. SO turned on and just ashamed, hurt... but.. it seemed that what kept winning out was how hot it all was...something so twisted romantic about it.." he was laying the foundations for a fantasy discussion. He hoped that Emma would be open to it, that she would know what to say. It was kind of like writing a story.<br/><br/>"I like that we have shared so much of this already.. how we went out and bought you clothes together for your date. How we have been making hot love so often..... please tell me how it all went.. I love how we made out in the car as I dropped you off for your date.." he shuddered a little in ecstasy at the thought of it all.<br/><br/>"Tell me..." he whispered so gently and sensually as he moved down, kissing her body still wrapped in the coat and lingerie, heels still on. Slowly working down to her pussy, removing her panties. Then proceeding to kiss her most special area. She was a mess of her own and his love juices, but he simply didn't care... he wanted her more than ever.<br/><br/>"It's ok..... tell me everything..." he urged her gently.