Going to buy balloons shouldn't feel this hot. Especially not when I'm hiding my kink from my wife. It's supposed to be shameful, but I can't help my attraction to the feel of latex, the promise of a pop, and how lightheaded I feel while indulging my secret. When my wife catches me in the act, will she bring my pleasure to new heights or turn my fun into something to be denied? This short story contains scenes of a sexual, balloon-loving nature and is designed for mature audiences only.