50 Shades of Truth

He looked across the table at her, she had really made a huge effort for their anniversary. Wearing the little black dress he liked and her hair up in his favourite style, she looked lovely. He spooned another mouthful of pudding into his mouth and murmured appreciatively, he was absolutely stuffed but if she had gone to this effort the least he could do was finish this second helping. Manfully he persevered and picking up the plate licked it clean, wiping his arm across his face to clear away the cream, he looked into her eyes and smiled his thanks. 

She made to tidy up and he immediately said stop, hope blossomed in her eyes all too briefly as he said "it's okay you can do it in the morning". He undid the top button of his trousers freeing his belly and let out a satisfied sigh. He reached across the table and hope once more blossomed, again it faded, as he extended his finger and asked her to pull it. She let her hand fall back to the table as he let rip and started laughing hysterically. 

Standing, he stretched his arms over his head, his belly no longer held back by the button, pushed out over his trousers as he yawned. He took her hand and said "how about it?" before he went upstairs. She was still hopeful as she went into the bathroom and stripped down to the new underwear she had bought for tonight.

Soon she was ready and went to wait for him in the bedroom. He walked into the room, let out a whistle and slapped her arse, before laying her down on the bed. A couple of minutes later he rolled off her and said "wow that was great" before falling asleep. 

As his snores disturbed the peace of the night, his sleep arrhythmia caused his breathing to momentarily stop, hope lit in her eyes....