"We finally pressed Post!"Shy Pawg Hot Hub

Hello,

My name is Paige and if you are reading this then I have finally given in to something my husband has teased me about for half our lives. Harry, yes, I have actually done it this time.

We met in 2008 when we were eighteen and pretending to be sensible adults. By our fifth date it was obvious we were not as sensible as we tried to appear. After a very boozy dinner we ended up back at his place at two in the morning for the kind of coffee that does not involve a kettle.

I opened his laptop to put on some music and instead found myself staring at this site. Harry froze. He turned a shade of red I had never seen on a human being before. He started explaining, rambling really, while I sat there feeling an unexpected and very warm sort of reaction; I’d never been so wet! Something in me came alive that night and boy was it fun.

The next morning in a tiny cafe with very strong tea and very weak stomachs he gave me a wicked little smirk and said, So you do like watching porn then? I nearly dropped my fork! I had never explored anything like that in my life. Embarrassment, curiosity and something far naughtier all tangled together and I had no idea how to respond so I just said shut up, and moved on.

A few days later we were kissing and stumbling through that delicious early rush where everything feels new and electric. Out of nowhere he whispered, Do you want to look again. I said no in the most unconvincing voice imaginable. He opened the page anyway and the whole atmosphere changed. It became charged and daring and suddenly we were not shy teenagers any more. It became ours.

And for fifteen years we have kept this little secret ritual. We imagine making a post. We write stories. We take pictures. We wind each other up until we are both too distracted to pretend we are being sensible adults. Then we laugh at ourselves and delete everything like nothing ever happened. The truth is that the teasing makes it even better. The guessing. The almost. The idea that maybe one day we actually will do it. It has become part of us and it still gets my pulse racing every time.

Harry is a dangerously attractive dad. Strong, playful and annoyingly confident. He knows exactly what he is doing with that grin of his. And if you asked him about me he would tell you I am the quiet one with far more fire than anyone expects; a shy pawg closet pornstar he calls me (I often present I hate that description)

So this might finally be our first post.

The one we always talk about but never quite make.

The one he never believed I would actually write.

Harry, my love

You wanted spice

Here it is

And yes

I pressed post.