She was sitting on the edge of the bed thinking. He was watching her, longingly. Without warning, while flipping onto her tummy, she took out a box from beneath the bed. Pulling out the content, she giggled and blushed.

He grew more curious. This was a box he had not seen before. What could be drawing his lady into the box?

Pearls… not just for tantalizing necklines

With a flick of the wrist, she threw the long line of pearls over her back and laughed. Her mind was lost in memories. His mind flew into overdrive. Something about how the pearls landed gave him a great set of very naughty ideas.

As she slowly pulled on the line of pearls, her legs playfully crossed and bobbed up and down. Before he could decide to speak, she had the line of pearls back in the box and safely tucked beneath the bed.

Returning back to her sitting position, she saw her man licking his lips. Good thing she was already undressed, because his eyes would not have left any clothing on her.

Excited by his desire, she slid herself over to him and pulled his head close.

It was time to make the bed release all kinds of noises. They soon were lost in a fabulous tango of heat.

Later that night…

She was sound asleep neatly tucked against his body. His mind was racing. The line of pearls had set creativity on fire. There were questions that needed answers. There was history that needed to be explained. There was a future to design.

For some reason, the line of pearls had touched a part of his humanity he didn’t know was there. Her skin was very delicious to him, but the pearls seemed to tantalize his soul.

There would come a time when he would know how these pearls came to be, for now, savoring the touch of her warmth next to him, he needed to sleep.

In his dreams, he saw himself doing all kinds of naughty things with his wife. Had there not been a substantial price associated with the pearls, the would have been used to leave beautiful welts across her rear. There was even the option of using the pearls like one would use a feather to raise her temperature. One could also tie her ankles or wrists, or both… with the pearls to add more tension to the climatic reaches of sensuality.

Before any of these dreams could become reality, he would need to know the origins of this line of pearls.

Origin

Over breakfast, while giggling and laughing at the game of footsie they were playing, she volunteered the history of the pearls. It was a family treasure. Originally a necklace, the latch had broken and the whole unwound into a line. No one wanted the line. Many felt it was useless and the cost of repair was prohibitive.

Eventually, they were appraised. Turns out, they were a great replica of a priceless original. The family’s understandable disappointment meant that no one wanted the line of pearls. They were not real enough. The larger pieces were not actual pearls and the smaller pieces had next to no value, despite being real.

She had taken the line because it reminded her of her great grandmother and how she used to wear them with great pride. It had been passed down. Now it was her turn to hold on to them. They held great value to her.

He understood. He loved that about her. These were beautiful. They had meaning. The latch was very fancy and missing pieces. To repair it to it’s original form would cost a lot. Maybe it was best to leave them in their own box to be passed down as a great story. That was the real value of the pearls, their story.

Speaking of story, he decided to make his dream come true. A new story. A new idea. It was time to start his own special moment.

Later that day, during his lunch break, he took out a stack of index cards and took his dreams and placed them on paper. He had been fortunate enough to have saved very aggressively. That stash of money was to be used for making his lady happy. What better way to make her happy than bringing her pearls that would have a special meaning exclusively for her. She would be starting something special that would last her a life time. Her own special pearls.

The image of the line of pearls resting down her back was the most critical component of the design. She was beautiful to him and she needed to understand that. She needed to see her worth. She needed to feel how much she tantalized him with her grace.

If all went well, she would eventually see how much of a queen she really was in his eyes. That was his mission as her king, to help her see how much she was worth to him.

Pearls were not just for tantalizing necklines. They were for all of her. Inside and out.

to be continued

this story was inspired by a photo shared by a friend of the blog through Instagram. Thank you Merrydeath6986

The Full Story

The full story of this couple will be told in pieces called “Game of Pearls” … yes… super original lol. A short story… not a novel… but do enjoy the installments.

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Game of Pearls

• Pearls…not just for tantalizing necklines - Behind every story... is a story. Here is the inspiration that led to the 'backstory' that will give rise to the mini series - "Game of Pearls" Enjoy a unique look at pearls... skin... bliss....
• When Pearls Tantalize - Intro: Game of Pearls What the jewel maker needed was a challenge to his creativity. Selling jewels was profitable but getting boring. That was until a client arrived with a special request for custom pearls. Life changed. A spark re-ignited. Introducing a mini-series
• A Game of Pearls - Game of Pearls 1/3 It was supposed to be a nice pool party. Nothing fancy. But.. her man needed her to wear some pearls. So.. pearls it was. She had no idea how rare, precious, and priceless these pearls were. His wicked smile didn't give away any hints
• Fine Royal Pearls - Game of Pearls Part 2/3 Some mighty fine royal pearls these were. Her face kept blushing. His pride kept swelling. Who knew that bringing priceless pearls to a pool party was going to make things extra hot...
• Pearls of a Game - Games of Pearls Part 3/3 Pearls of a Game brings the climactic heat of the pearls to light. She wants more. He's happy to provide more. Things get a bit naughtier as fun escalates.