Looking in the bathroom mirror, Bayley took in her appearance. In that moment, it struck her how much her self-confidence had improved in the past year or two. She was looking at herself wearing a skimpy black PVC bra, and matching equally skimpy panties. The surprise was that she liked the way she looked, although probably not as much as Seth was about to like it, she assumed.
Now married and many years into their relationship, and with their sex often revolving around her fetishes, they both still considered their sex life exciting and fun. If anything, Bayley felt like her fetishes for mouth covering, bondage and duct tape had rubbed off on Seth. He was certainly as keen as she was to indulge them, and often initiated it. Just thinking about it turned her on, so she picked up the long black PVC gloves from where they had been draped over the sink and left the bathroom.
"Oh my god," Seth said slowly, under his breath. He was lying on the bed wearing only a pair of black boxers. Bayley saw them start to bulge right away as he hardened.
"You like, huh?" she asked, giving him what she hoped would be a sexy twirl to show him her booty in the tight PVC.
"Bay, you have the nicest ass in the world, you know that?"
"You have mentioned it before," she replied, smiling happily. "Now, your favourite part. The gloves."
Seth rolled his eyes. "Yes, my favourite part. You totally never wear gloves otherwise. Go on then, put them on."
Bayley worked her right arm into the first glove, finding it easier said than done because they were quite a tight fit. But she knew that would make them look sexier when they were on. She enjoyed how cool and smooth they felt against her skin, wondering if Seth was in fact right that she had developed a glove fetish too as a result of their kinky sex. She certainly wasn't going to admit that to him though. The teasing was already bad enough.
"They're not going to come off easily," Seth commented when she was done with them both.
"I know. Sorry if that wasn't much of a show for you. Didn't think I would have to struggle like that to get them on. They feel nice though."
"I just want to get my hands on that ass," Seth said, taking her by surprise by getting off the bed. He pulled her to him, then grabbed her butt with both hands.
"Oh!" Bayley squealed in excitement. "Very frisky, Seth. You really do like the way I look wearing this, huh?"
"Very sexy, Bay," he said, starting to kiss her.
"Mmmm," she purred into his mouth as she put her hands on his cheeks. "How does that feel?" she asked between kisses.
"They are very smooth," he breathed in reply.
"Imagine what they'll feel like on your dick."
"Dirty Bay. I like Dirty Bay a lot. Maybe more than Business Bay."
"Business Bay is gone until tomorrow. Tonight it's Dirty Bay, I guess," she said, liking the new names. Business Bay in particular appealed to her. "I think sometime soon Business Bay needs to be captured and tied up."
"I think she does too," Seth said, still kissing her. He was now rock hard at that thought. Bayley always looked amazing in a suit, he thought. Picturing in a suit while duct taped to a chair and gagged really was an image, and he wanted to bring it to life at the soonest opportunity.
They stood there making out for a couple of minutes, both feeling great passion for each other. The fire in their love life still burned as strongly as it had at the beginning of the relationship – something that they both greatly appreciated.
Eventually, Bayley shoved Seth back towards the bed. "Get on there, mister. Dirty Bay is in charge tonight."
"Yes, I guess she is," Seth said. It was long established that the best thing he could do in moments like this was to be submissive for her. It was more than repaid for him when he got the chance to be the dominant one and tie her up. Besides, when she was the one in charge he always got a fantastic hand job out of it.
"That's it, lie down," Bayley said, moving down onto the bed with him. He ended up on his stomach, and she lay on his back, pinning him down. He could easily have overpowered her if he wanted to of course, but that wasn't the point. What mattered was that they both committed to the fact that she had him entirely under her control. In that moment, she felt her heart start racing and her sex drive start to go into overdrive in anticipation of what she was about to do next. She had no idea why mouth covering had that effect on her, and she had long since given up caring. The fact was it turned her on big time, and Seth let her indulge on a regular basis.
"Now ssshhh," she said as she gently but tightly clamped her right hand over his mouth. She leaned down to whisper directly into his ear. "Just relax. Don't struggle. Breathe."
"Mmmmm," Seth moaned quietly into her hand.
"A nice smooth glove this time. Not like the rubber ones with the textured palms they have," she whispered, then started nibbling on his ear. That was often her foreplay in encounters like this. In between her nibbles, she kept whispering to him. "I'm thinking about that place we're going to visit tomorrow. I'm imagining if it was just the two of us who would be there, and there was no real estate agent. I picture you tying me up in there and taping my mouth up real tight. I can't get free, and I can't talk, like you can't talk now."
"Mmm," he groaned, mostly because he knew it turned her on even more if he demonstrated how well her hand was silencing him.
Bayley continued for a while, holding him down, kissing and nibbling at his ear and neck while whispering to him about various bondage situations that she had dreamed up. Seth was barely able to lie still in his excitement, such were the images that her words put into his head. She was a great at her sexy whispering, making it almost like an ASMR experience for him, aside from the difficulty in breathing with her hand over his mouth.
"Sit up," Bayley instructed him. Over time, her hands had become less likely to cramp up when she covered his mouth, but it still happened eventually, and she had to swap over. Now was the perfect time to do so, because she was ready to pleasure him. She moved off his back and allowed him to sit up, moving behind him and keeping her hand over his mouth. Only when she was sat behind him with her legs either side of him did she swap hands, making sure to do it quickly enough that there was no opportunity for him to talk.
"Mmmph," he moaned, struggling against her for a moment, breathing heavily in excitement for what was about to come.
"No, sit still," she said gently, flexing her right hand to get rid of the discomfort in it. To her delight, he complied, becoming completely submissive to her as she then worked the free hand into his boxers and pushed them down. With his dick now exposed, she started gently stroking it. He was already rock hard, but she was still intent on taking her time to get him off. The longer it took, the more she got to enjoy having her hand over his mouth.
As she gradually quickened her pace, working his cock in her hand faster and harder, she took enjoyment from his ever-quickening breathing and his moans into her hand. She also liked the feel of his hard shift in her hand, even through the glove.
When he began convulsing against her, she knew he was close to his climax. She tightened her hand over his mouth even more, determined to keep him silenced and under her control, quickening her pace with her other hand until he grunted loudly a couple of times and shot a load that ended up all over her hand and his leg.
"There we go," Bayley said softly, still refusing to let him go. "I hope you enjoyed, but don't think you'll be talking any time soon. Relax, Dirty Bay has you under control." She pushed him down onto his side and started biting his neck, deciding that she was going to keep going until he was re-charged for a second hand job. She had never done that before, but she didn't imagine he would have complained, if he was able to.
The next morning, Seth and Bayley had met a real estate agent called Chris Barker outside of the 'retail unit opportunity' as his sales pitch described it. Seth very much saw the opportunity in it, but he could tell that Bayley was a long way from convinced. She saw what it currently was: some faded wooden doors underneath a flyover, probably with next to nothing behind them. His job was to try and get her to see the potential, assuming there was some.
"You've got to have a vision for this one," Baker said as he slid one of the large doors open and went inside.
There was no light in there, and a musty, damp smell emerged as soon as the door was open. There was also more than a hint of oil in the smell too. Seth walked into what appeared to have been a half-assed auto repair shop. There was nothing of value in the place at all. It was essentially a cave that went back about 100 feet.
"Oh god, Seth. This is a dump," Bayley said, wrinkling her nose at it.
"No, this is a vision," Seth said. Personally, he had instantly fallen for the place. Renovation was what he enjoyed to do most, aside from wrestling. This would be a big task, but the result could be a wonderful, modern coffee shop in an absolutely ideal location.
She looked at him as if he had gone mad. "You can see us buying this? It would cost us a fortune to turn this into something, assuming I even believe it's possible."
"It wouldn't be cheap, but it's doable. Let me describe it to you."
As they walked around the dump, with Bayley using the limited light coming from outside to be careful about where she put her feet to avoid the oil and damp patches on the floor, Seth laid out his plans for the coffee shop. A dividing wall would create the front of house and back of house areas. An additional diving wall would create a space for bathrooms. A mezzanine would make the most of the significant height that was available and create an upstairs area for additional customer seating. The wooden doors would be replaced with an entirely glazed frontage, giving the shop a modern, appealing look that would be right in people's eye line when they walked out of the mall opposite. As he saw it, it would be practically impossible not to attract customers.
"You're very passionate about this, huh?" Bayley asked, now evidently not as set against the idea as she had been when they had walked in.
Mr Barker had gone outside, leaving them to it, so Seth was able to speak freely. "Yes, I am. This would be a great task to take on, Bay. We love working together on renovation. True, we couldn't do all of this ourselves, but there's plenty we could do. Let's go for it, Bay. Let's take this on and make it one of the go-to places in Des Moines."
"I don't know, Seth," she said, wavering.
"Trust me, Bay. We can do this. It won't be easy, but we both relish challenges, right? Let's do it."
The way she looked at him showed that his confidence in the idea was winning her over. "Are you really sure about this? If you are, we'll do it."
"I'm sure, angel. We should go for this."
She smiled. "Then let's go for it."
A/N: Seth has convinced Bayley to buy the empty 'property'. Do you think he's right that they can make something great out of it, or have they bitten off more than they can chew?