I cannot wait for him to come home. I go get my ipad, and select The Killers 'Hot Fuss' and pop in my head phones. I lay on my front on our bed, and pour over The Seattle University website. As I'm listening to 'Mr Brightside' I am getting sucked into the section on admissions for their executive MBA course and wondering how I'm going to broach this with Christian. Suddenly and out of nowhere, I feel an almighty whack across my ass.

I shoot up from the bed, wrenching the earphones out and my hands clamped to my behind! Christian is standing next to the bed, his 1000 mega watt smile lighting up the room. He is laughing, thoroughly delighted with himself.

"CHRISTIAN! What the fuck was that for!" I yell, not amused by his surprise in the slightest.

"Rolling your eyes baby, rolling your eyes!"

"Jeez, you scared the crap out of me! That hurt!"

"I'm sorry baby" he says, still grinning and not sorry at all "I didn't mean to scare you, do you want me to rub it better...?"

He lunges toward me, still standing on the bed with my hands up in front of me, defensively. With one deft swoop, he gathers up my wrists, pulls me towards him as he gracefully sits on the edge of the bed. Before I know it he has draped me across his lap. "There there, that's better baby, now I can give you a good butt rub!" He says with a smile in his voice, and his hand already rubbing my buttocks over my sweat pants in a circular motion.

"Oh no you don't Christian..." I protest, giggling a little and kicking my legs. He secures my flailing legs between his, so I am pinned.

"Shhhh Ana, and you are really in no position to order me about!" I can still hear the smile in his voice...

Holding my wrists firmly in his left hand, he pulls down my sweat pants with his right.

"No panties Mrs Grey? Was that wise? I'm not sure I approve" he says, teasing me. I can feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment and wriggle and squirm. I am defeated by both his firm grip and my own giggling.

"Christian Grey, you let me up!" I howl. He responds with three sharp swats to my upturned behind. "Ow! I thought you were going to rub it better!" I protest. Christian is openly laughing at me now.

"I'll rub it better baby, right after I've done spanking it!" And he spanks me again, three sharp swats sting my behind and I try to wriggle out of his grip...

"Shit Christian! This isn't fair, you ambushed me! You big, boneheaded, bully!"

"Keep it up Ana" he says with amusement "You're just making it worse"

And he unleashes another volley of swats on my rear end. It stings but doesn't really hurt, like last time. This is fun, and despite my protesting, I'm excited and aroused.

I continue to wriggle and squirm and giggle as he playfully spanks me until I can't catch my breath. At last I lie still and panting and Christian stops his assault on my behind and his sharp slaps are replaced with soft caresses.

His left hand loosens it's grip on my wrists and his thumb wanders it's way up my spine sending shivers through me. His right hand moves lower, as if drawn by a magnet, dipping two fingers inside me. "I think you liked that Mrs. Grey" he whispers seductively.

My back arches in response to his touch lifting my torso and head up and back, away from his lap, my hands pushing up from the bed. Christian responds by catching by arched upper body with his left arm, underneath and around my shoulders. Placing his other hand softly on my rosey red behind, he flips me over so I am sitting on his lap, my sweats that were around below my knees falling to the floor. I turn my body towards him, bringing my legs around so I'm straddling him, my arms around his neck. I tip my head up slightly so our mouths meet, his soft lips caressing mine. His tongue intruding, exploring.

He places his hands underneath my naked bottom and as I feel him effortlessly rise up from the bed, I wrap my legs around him. He walks over to the bathroom, and places me on the counter next to the basins. The stone surface is cold under my just spanked behind and I flinch and let out a little "oooh!". We giggle.

Christian unbuttons his shirt, while I watch. Discarding it, he slips off his shoes and socks, then unbuttons his fly. As he slips out of his pants and jockey shorts, I cross my hands in front of me, gripping the hem of my T shirt. In one fluid movement I pull the T shirt over my head, leaving me deliciously naked on the counter.

"Enjoying the view Mrs Grey?" Christian asks and he grins at me

Oh my! He is breathtaking. I can't help but take bite seductively on my bottom lip as I smile right back up him through my eyelashes...

"... Now are you doing that on purpose Anastasia?"

"Certainly not Christian..." I lie.

Christian turns toward the shower and turns it on. The jet of hot water starts to fill the room with steam. My sentative butt feels cold against the stone counter. Christian turns and strides purposefully across the bathroom towards me. In one swift movement he sweeps me off the counter and over his shoulder! I can't help squeal, and as he swats my behind playfully, I catch a glimpse of it, rosie red, in the mirror! Blushing from ear to ear, I wriggle, squeal and giggle as he strides with by upturned bottom high on his shoulder, into the shower. The jet of hot water hits my bare behind and I kick my legs, giggling franticly.

Christian slides me off his shoulder, down his body, until my toes meet the stone floor of the shower. I've always loved this shower. It has a large stone floor at the same level as the rest of the room, tilting fractionally towards a barley visible drain so the water miraculously flows away. A gigantic, shower head hangs above which when switched on feels like showering in monsoon cloudburst! Another powerful jet head comes as if organically out from the bathroom wall just above head height.

My breasts press against his perfect torso, and he runs a hand through my dripping hair. I continue my descent, down his smooth body until I sink down into the forming pool at our feet. On my knees I lean in and place soft kisses along his firm thighs, he stoops down and kisses my lips with his soft lips, dripping with water.

"Turn around" he says, as he takes hold of my waist, turning me so, spinning on the slick wet shower floor on my knees, I face away from him.

"Bend over Ana, I want to have you this way" he breaths with urgency in my left ear, and as I obey, bending forward from my waist I support myself on my hands. Warm, steaming water is cascading down on us from above, heightening my senses. He reaches beneath me and deftly massages my clitoris, around and around, before inserting a finger deep indide, as water trickles down my behind. Kneeling now behind me, he places one hand on my back between my shoulder blades, withdraws his wandering fingers, and slams his length into me filling me. Instinctively I arch my back and my head flicks up to face the shower head which is now dousing my face in the shower's monsoon.

He slowly, rhythmically begins to move his hips, back and forth against my ass, massaging me with his length deep inside. I move collapse down on my arms so my face is resting on my hands next to the smooth floor of the shower and my ass is high in the air. Christian is holding me to him by my hips as he picks up his pace.

My position forces him deep and high against the wall of my vagina, suddenly pounding into my G-spot. I feel my self building towards a glorious high peak from deep inside me. When I think I can't go any higher the feeling just builds and builds, more and more intense. A whispered groan escapes my lips as my hips my hips mimic his rhythm and meet each his thrusts. I begin to lose control of my senses as I reach my peak; my arms stretch out in front of me as I grasp at the steam filled air. Christian's grip of me tightens, he moves his forearm around my pelvis, hooking me and lifting me a fraction off the floor of the shower.

Suspended, his pace increases, and he pushes me over. I unravel as he spills into me, grpping me tight to him in the shower's cascade.

A few moments later, lying in the afterglow of my orgasm, on the floor of the shower, with Christian leaning curled around me leaning up on his elbow. The water is running in rivulets over the perfect skin of his body and the carved contorts of his beautiful face. I squint to protect my eyes from the spray as I look up into his beaming smile.

Suddenly and without warning he springs up, reaches down, hooking me under my arm pits and pulling me up onto me feet beside him. I'm a little unsteady on my feet for half a second and we giggle

"Why Mrs Grey, I do believe I have fucked you 'till you can't stand up!"

"I can stand alright Christian - it's sitting I'm not so sure about" I retort, clutching my ass cheeks.

After we have washed each other, dried and dressed, we sit at the breakfast bar each with a delicious, perfectly cold glass of Sancerre, and tuck into Coq au Vin and Potatoes Lyonnaise with green salad.

"I'm meeting Kate and Mia for lunch tomorrow" I say as I finish up my salad.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to pick Kate up then we're meeting Mia at the health club. She says the restaurant is fantastic. Have you ever tried it?"

"No but I'm sure it is. I know the owner and he's a stickler for quality. They have a superb wine list from what I hear... You won't be drinking then if you're going in the R8?" Although Christian phrases this as a question, I know it is anything but! "Why don't you get Sawyer to drive you girls, then you can have a glass of wine or two?" He adds

"No Christian it's fine. I have a meeting with Roach at 4pm anyway so I won't be drinking. Besides, Kate is dying for me to take her for a spin in the R8."

He holds my gaze for a moment "Hmmmm..." is his only response, but of course I know he has something on his mind.

"Yes Christian? Is there a problem?"

"No. No problem. Because I know you are going to watch your speed, aren't you?"

I'm helpless to resist a roll of my eyes "Don't worry Christian, I like my car far to much to risk you confiscating it, and before you say anything, I think I pre-paid for that eye roll earlier!"

Christian smiles his irresistibly delicious smile "Just making sure baby, just making sure."