My friend 's story

wrick 's WIFE 3 ( 3 of 6 )
For several calendar week, our life went on pretty a great deal as normal.
Linda had resisted my attempts to possess HIM identified. My feelings
had been a little damage since I felt that her reticence implied that
I somehow could not be trusted to let the incident drop. I think
I could have got gotten her to say me if I had been more dogged,
but I had suddenly realized that his anonymity contributed to the
sexiness of the phantasy for me, and I stopped pushing the upshot.
As for Linda, it took a few years for me to fully convince her
that not only was everything alright between us, but that I had
immensely enjoyed the game. She had offered to break now rather
than endangerment any problems between us, but I had reassured her that it
had been a grand turn-on for me. Our mutual understanding was
that there had been no loving at all, only sex, between them. I
told her that I was gear up for `` part two. '' Grinning, she had
squeezed my buttocks, winked, and said, `` You think so, huh ? '' Jeez !
On a Thursday night, about three weeks after the `` whirl, '' as
we euphemistically referred to it, Linda was washing some pots and
pans while I dried.
I wrapped my arms around her from nates, pressed her up
against the cesspool, and gently began to move my pelvic arch and groin
against her bottom. As ever, she pushed her buttocks back against
me and followed my wheeling, grinding gesture ( I believe that
kitchens were created by god for this detail kind of free rein. The
cooking of solid food, etc., is only a secondary role ).
`` I need you to stop at the stock on your way family from work
tomorrow, '' she said.
`` Sure. What do we need ? '' My cock was rigid and rubbing
firmly in the crack of her ass. I had stopped moving, but she had
continued the motion, rising on her toes and then slowly settling
down. I cupped her breasts from the outside of her t-shirt.
`` A bag of cotton testicle, some masking tape recording and a few other betting odds
and ends, '' she said matter-of-factly.
My ears suddenly pricked up. It was not lost on me that the
'' fling '' had happened on a Fri. Three hebdomad ago to the day, in
fact. But cotton plant balls and masking tape measure ? Bondage .... ? We already
had a little stash of `` restraining '' miniature. Hmmm. Interesting.
I turned her around and held her by her shoulder.
`` This would n't have anything to do with a little surprise
you might have in store for me tomorrow, would it ? '' I asked.
`` dearie, if I told you the Truth, you would n't get a in effect
night 's sleep. You 're like a child on Christmas Eve. ``
She was decent. I didn't.
I did n't attain a damn matter at body of work on Friday. I had
butterflies in my venter for well-nigh of the day. I left a short
early ( boss'prerogative ), and made it home by 6:15 after stopping
for the `` items '' needed.
Linda 's car was in the drive. So she was home this fourth dimension.
Opening the front threshold, I stepped in and looked around. The house
was immaculate. Since Linda and I were both professionals and had
little fourth dimension for housework, we employed a cleansing Robert William Service during
the week. But when she did feature the fourth dimension, Linda was meticulous in
her work. This was her doing. There was a gorgeous flower
arrangement on the living room mantle and a roaring fervidness below.
Linda stepped around the corner and smiled.
She took my breath away. She wore a fully length powder-blue
evening frock that was dangerously low-necked, her comfortably ivory
necklace, heels and a pretty whiten bow in her hair. She ran and
hugged me like we had n't seen each former in a month. We kissed
like newlyweds.
`` Hi, sexy ! '' she said with a grin.
`` Darling, I 'm absolutely stunned. You 've outdone yourself.
`` Well, it did guide a piddling workplace. I 'll shoot that bag.
Everything 's here ? ``
`` Everything you ordered. ``
`` Dinner will be ready by the sentence you finish showering. Do n't
dress up when you 're done. Wear your rule slobbish dress. ``
I grinned. `` As opposed to YOUR normal, slobbish garb ? '' I
asked, taking another look at my gorgeous wife.
`` Just do as you 're told tonight, putz. Be a good boy. ``
She hugged me again, and whispered `` I love you '' in my ear.
`` I love you, too. '' I said, and went up to shower.
I quickly showered, put on a twosome of corduroy slacks, a
perspirer and my layabout. We dined on stewed Salmon with dill weed sauce
accompanied by an extra-fine German white. dessert was a wide-eyed
bowl of chilled, fresh raspberries in ointment. I poured myself a
brandy, and we moved to the aliveness room.
I settled on the couch and began to sip the 50 year old
liqueur. Linda sat on the storey between my feet with her wooden leg
curled up under her.
`` wellspring, '' I said. `` I 'm coming to appreciate your fantasies more
each clock time. ``
`` I 'm gladiola, sweetheart. There 's a bit more to come in, though.
You may want to recoup assessment until the end of the night. ``
The brandy 's gold burning in my pharynx and breadbasket had begun to
relax every brawn in my body. I felt set for anything.
`` We need to talk, dear, '' she said suddenly. Uh-oh.
`` You do think our savvy and concord, do n't you ?
This is my fantasy, and I expect you to cooperate in every way. ``
She moved up to her knees to search into my eyes.
`` Whatever happens, remember that I love you, and ONLY you, ''
she said slowly, those emerald park eye boring into my soul.
'' Remember to relax, to let things play out. Most of all, you must
do as you 're told. Do you understand and agree ? ``
Here come the butterflies. `` Yes, sister. This is your Nox.
Let 's be effete and gamy, '' I said, holding her hands in mine.
She looked searchingly into my eyes for a long time. I think
she found the trust that was there and that she was looking for,
because she smiled, rose and kissed me on the forehead.
`` Do n't move. I 'll be right back. '' she said lightly.
She returned a here and now later with a blindfold, the cotton fiber, and
the tape.
`` You 're not going to be able to see anything that happens
tonight. I know how visually stimulated you are. I 'm sorry, but
I 'm hoping that, if affair work out like I think they will, you
wo n't miss your eye-sight. '' She placed the cotton gently over my
eyes, then the blindfold. The cotton plant cut off that piddling area just
under my middle along the bridge deck of my nose that I had always been
able to glint through before. The tape held the blindfold and
cotton fiber firmly in place.
`` Your brandy snifter is replete. Relax and enjoy it. Let me
know if you need a visit to the public convenience, and I 'll facilitate you. '' She
snickered. `` things should begin in about 10 minutes, as soon as
our client arrive. ``
`` Guests ? Did you say guests ? I 'm sure I distinctly heard you
say 'guests .'''
`` That 's in good order. guest. You know, like in visitors. Now
relax. Gee, I wonder what 's going to go on ? ``
I grinned. `` You are the gamy, most scheming small
minx ! ''
The `` guests '' must have been early, because the doorbell rang.
Linda leaned down and whispered, `` Enjoy, babe. Remember that I 'm
still your married woman tomorrow and after. ``
I heard her move to the door and afford it. stifle voices.
step. Two pair ? Three ? cause around me. other noises.
Then quiet. A cough. A male person cough. Thank God for the brandy !
I felt amazingly comfortable considering I was sitting blindfolded
in front of total stranger ( s ) in my own home.
`` honest evening, Peter. It 's a delight to receive you, although
these are somewhat interesting circumstances. My name is William. ``
His part was very deep. It had that self-confident quality I
associate degree with my peer who have, and are used to wielding, power.
`` I 've had the joy of meeting your married woman once before, but
I can assure you it was a purely friendly group meeting. In fact, it was
to set this niggling get together. By the way, there are four
people in this way. You, your wife, myself and my married woman. My
wife 's name is Breigha. While it makes minuscule remainder what my
profession is, I can recount you that my wife is a very good
photographer, and that she has all of her equipment here tonight. ``
`` The point of how and why your wife contacted us are also of
little relevance. I assume Linda will serve all your head at
a former time. ``
`` So. Where to commence ? I am here at your married woman 's bequest. It
appears that we are going to get somewhat friendly and intimate
over the next few hours. I understand that you will get together and
do as you 're told. I appreciate that and will wait it from you
and from Linda. Our first priming coat rule is that no-one, other than
myself, will utter in this elbow room unless spoken to first. Do we induce
agreement ? '' I nodded. I heard Linda say `` yes. ``
`` Good. Your wife has determined the general abstract of what
will happen tonight. I have a very deep appreciation for her
imaginativeness, as well as for her upright looks and intelligence.
You 're a favourable man, Peter. What she has not determined, however,
are the many details that, as I 'm surely you realize being the
professional you are, make all the dispute. In that regard,
she will be as a lot in the dark, so to speak, as you. '' Ha. Funny.
`` Good. The `` general outline '' is as follows. First,
everything that takes home will be photographed by my wife in
great detail for your and Linda 's showing pleasure down the years,
although I would suggest keeping it out of the family record album. '' The
guy was a riot.
`` That is the extent of my married woman 's involvement. s, I am
going to lay down love to your wife, Peter. It will be an honor and a
pleasure, I assure you. Your job, tonight, is to help me. Not
to participate, per se, but to bring in Linda more than `` usable, '' to a greater extent
'' easily accessible, '' shall we say. affair will become clearer, I
promise. I must state you that although I consider myself bisexual,
there will be no target sexual bodily function, as such, between you and
I. At to the lowest degree hardly any. ``
right wing. THAT statement took the equivocal prize.
`` Thirdly, your wife has requested that I use graphic and
expressed language. She is, as many people are, aroused by it. But
you know that. I only mention it so that you are n't shocked. ``
`` Finally, Linda here has pretty a great deal given me free reign as
far as the sort of pleasantries we will gratify in. 'Anything
goes ,'I believe were your watchword, yes ? ``
`` Yes, '' I heard Linda say. Her vocalism had a shaking in it.
`` I 'm gladiolus. I think I 'm going to savor this as very much as you and
Peter. We all understand, then, that this is purely a little
sexual adventure for everyone. That afterward, my wife and I
return to our world, and both of you to yours. I do not expect
either of you to ever contact us again. Although that may be a
shame, it 's necessary. On a final note before we begin, I have to
tell you that I have rarely met a cleaning woman more in love with her
husband than Linda is with you. Did you know that, Peter ? How
much she loves you ? ``
I nodded, a little embarassed and not knowing if anyone was
even looking at me.
`` All right hand. Breigha, darling, you may begin setting up.
Linda, would you be so kind as to fetch me a crank of Scotch whiskey ? Just
a little ice, please. Thank you. Are you comfortable, Peter ? ``
`` I 'm approve, '' I mumbled. I could finger the heat from the
hearth as respective sounds I interpreted as `` television camera setting up ''
racket came from the other side of the sustenance room. I had heard
Linda pick up my empty snifter beside me and, as she passed by, she
had put her script on mine for the briefest of moments. The alcohol
put me in a mellow haze, made time slow down, and made the
acceptance of what was about to happen much easier than if I had
not been drinking.
Well, I thought, drop your drogue and grab your .... Here we
go on another lovely little roller-coaster ride .