far did that extend? Honestly, she had no clue how far she wanted it to extend. Being in total control sounded exhausting and she was pretty sure Len wouldn’t want that either. If she could just get him to help out around the house, start being more considerate and respectful of her and break his habit of swearing she’d be a happy girl.
She turned on the water and stepped into the shower, thinking about how Len had come to her, asking for a spanking. They still needed to talk about that, but she had to admit it was satisfying on some level to see him willingly offer to duplicate some of the pain she’d been through with his benign neglect and laziness.
Cissy knew she wasn’t a Domme or even all that dominant in general. She didn’t want Len to call her Mistress or kneel for her or otherwise subjugate himself, and she didn’t want to have to spank or otherwise discipline Len all the time. It wasn’t so much the actual act of spanking him that bothered her, though that was weird as all get-out too.
It was more that she didn’t want to be responsible for that much. Len was an adult, and while she was willing to put forth some rules she’d like him to follow, if she had to constantly discipline him it would get old, no matter how much it turned her on to take him in hand.
Stepping out of the shower, she towel-dried her hair, grateful it was short enough she didn’t have to blow it dry every time she showered, and went to check on Len. He was on his stomach, dead to the world. Her stomach grumbled and she realized it was well past dinnertime. After throwing on a short robe, Cissy went downstairs to investigate dinner options. A few moments later a sleepy Len lumbered into the kitchen with a hitch in his step.
“I, um, I put more stuff on my ass. I hope that’s okay.”
“It’s fine, hon. I was just looking for something to make for dinner.” Closing the door of the fridge, she frowned. “We need to go to the store.”
“Why don’t I take you out for dinner and we can hit up the store on the way home?”
She raised an eyebrow. “You feel up to going out?” Even from her vantage point with a just a bit of his ass visible she could see it was still very red.
He sent her a rueful smile. “I’d prefer not to sit on any hard wooden seats, but I’ll live.” Approaching her, he slid his arms around her waist. “Come on, let me take my beautiful baby out.”
“Hey, if it means I don’t have to cook.”
Len laughed. “Let’s go get dressed. I want to show my beautiful wife off.”
Cissy smiled. Maybe this would work out after all.
The End
Ellora’s Cave Publishing
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Unexpected Top
ISBN 9781419943157
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Unexpected Top Copyright © 2013 Cassandra Carr
Edited by Grace Bradley
Cover design by Mina Carter
Photos: Hanna Monika Cybulko, Burchette/123rf.com and Katalinks/Shutterstock.com
Electronic book publication January 2013
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With the exception of quotes used in reviews, this book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-3502.
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She turned on the water and stepped into the shower, thinking about how Len had come to her, asking for a spanking. They still needed to talk about that, but she had to admit it was satisfying on some level to see him willingly offer to duplicate some of the pain she’d been through with his benign neglect and laziness.
Cissy knew she wasn’t a Domme or even all that dominant in general. She didn’t want Len to call her Mistress or kneel for her or otherwise subjugate himself, and she didn’t want to have to spank or otherwise discipline Len all the time. It wasn’t so much the actual act of spanking him that bothered her, though that was weird as all get-out too.
It was more that she didn’t want to be responsible for that much. Len was an adult, and while she was willing to put forth some rules she’d like him to follow, if she had to constantly discipline him it would get old, no matter how much it turned her on to take him in hand.
Stepping out of the shower, she towel-dried her hair, grateful it was short enough she didn’t have to blow it dry every time she showered, and went to check on Len. He was on his stomach, dead to the world. Her stomach grumbled and she realized it was well past dinnertime. After throwing on a short robe, Cissy went downstairs to investigate dinner options. A few moments later a sleepy Len lumbered into the kitchen with a hitch in his step.
“I, um, I put more stuff on my ass. I hope that’s okay.”
“It’s fine, hon. I was just looking for something to make for dinner.” Closing the door of the fridge, she frowned. “We need to go to the store.”
“Why don’t I take you out for dinner and we can hit up the store on the way home?”
She raised an eyebrow. “You feel up to going out?” Even from her vantage point with a just a bit of his ass visible she could see it was still very red.
He sent her a rueful smile. “I’d prefer not to sit on any hard wooden seats, but I’ll live.” Approaching her, he slid his arms around her waist. “Come on, let me take my beautiful baby out.”
“Hey, if it means I don’t have to cook.”
Len laughed. “Let’s go get dressed. I want to show my beautiful wife off.”
Cissy smiled. Maybe this would work out after all.
The End
Ellora’s Cave Publishing
www.ellorascave.com
Unexpected Top
ISBN 9781419943157
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Unexpected Top Copyright © 2013 Cassandra Carr
Edited by Grace Bradley
Cover design by Mina Carter
Photos: Hanna Monika Cybulko, Burchette/123rf.com and Katalinks/Shutterstock.com
Electronic book publication January 2013
The terms Romantica® and Quickies® are registered trademarks of Ellora’s Cave Publishing.
With the exception of quotes used in reviews, this book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-3502.
Warning: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be scanned, uploaded or distributed via the Internet or any other means, electronic or print, without the publisher’s permission. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000. (http://www.fbi.gov/ipr/). Please purchase only authorized electronic or print editions and do not participate in or encourage the electronic piracy of copyrighted material. Your support of the author’s rights is
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