Fabulous Fiftieth Fantasy Getaway part 1

I’d like to tell you about my 50th birthday! We had a very tender love making session the morning of my birthday but more importantly Karen, afterwards suggested that since our schedules were so very busy we plan a weekend away to really celebrate.
I thought it was a great idea, “What should we call this special getaway?” I asked
“How about Pauls’ Fabulous Fiftieth Fantasy Getaway” she jokingly suggested as she nuzzled her face against my chest.
“Is this my birthday present from you?”
“Yes.” She answered with a slight hesitance that meant she knew I was trying to get her to agree to something. After almost thirty years of marriage Karen knows me very well.
“Well if it’s my birthday present and we are calling it Pauls’ Fabulous Fiftieth Fantasy Getaway how about we make it a true fantasy weekend for me. From the morning of the trip till we arrive back home again you cannot deny me any request or order. You will call me “master” and “my lord” the entire time. You will wear what I want you to wear and do what I tell you to do. You can’t say no. You will be under my total control and willingly allow me to do whatever I want to you.” I waited for her answer. And waited. Karen really doesn’t like being told what to do so I knew why she was taking so long to answer.
After a long pause she answered “ok.”
“Honey did you understand exactly what I was suggesting?” I asked. Karen will from time to time playfully call me “my lord” like she is a proper English lady and I a lord living in the days of kings and queens. It always turns me on and makes me realize how much she loves and respects me because she really does mean it as a compliment.
“Yes master,” she said with a smile “I did. From the time we leave for our trip I will be your sexual slave girl. I will wear what you want when you want me to. I will do whatever you order me to do when you order me to do it and you can use me in any way your sexy little mind or . . .” she broke off because at this point my semi hard member had started to twitch and grow at the thought of a sex filled weekend away with the love of my life and it had flipped up hitting her arm. “This big beautiful thing” she continued reaching down and caressing my shaft, “can come up with. Besides based on past experience as your woman I think I’ll enjoy myself too.” Looking at me with a more serious tone she said “seriously Paul you are the best man I’ve ever known and I want to be your fantasy girl.”
“You already are!” my voice was filled with love for this wonderful creature who had dedicated herself to me and our children for all this time.
“Well master, here’s a preview of what I hope I’ll be doing during Pauls’ Fabulous Fiftieth Fantasy Getaway.” With that she began to rub my swollen penis all over her face until finally sliding her lips around the tip she gave me an incredible blow job. It took a while, I am fifty after all and we’d just had sex earlier, but she managed to get another explosion out of me. She looked back up at me and a little driblet of cum was on her face. I wiped it off with a finger and she licked it off, smacking her lips. “How was that my lord?” she coyly asked. “Fair to middling.” I managed to gasp, which earned me a slap and a punch. I drew her up against me again and held her. Kissing her I told her that I couldn’t be happier and that she was truly my love.
Now to just get the date set and resort booked. I’m already thinking of what I will make her wear on the trip.