My booster 's story

haystack 's wife 3 ( 3 of 6 )
For several weeks, our life story went on pretty much as normal.
Linda had resisted my attempts to give birth HIM identified. My smell
had been a little harm since I felt that her reserve implied that
I somehow could not be trusted to let the incident drop. I think
I could have gotten her to tell me if I had been more persistent,
but I had suddenly realized that his anonymity contributed to the
amativeness of the phantasy for me, and I stopped pushing the issue.
As for Linda, it took a few days 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 off now rather
than risk any problems between us, but I had reassured her that it
had been a terrific 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 ready for `` contribution two. '' Grinning, she had
squeezed my behind, winked, and said, `` You think so, huh ? '' Jeez !
On a Thursday dark, about three hebdomad after the `` fling, '' as
we euphemistically referred to it, Linda was washing some mess and
pan while I dried.
I wrapped my arms around her from prat, pressed her up
against the sink, and gently began to move my hips and groin
against her bottom. As ever, she pushed her buttocks back against
me and followed my rolling, grinding apparent movement ( I believe that
kitchens were created by god for this particular form of play. The
prep of solid food, etc., is only a secondary role ).
`` I need you to end at the store on your way home from work
tomorrow, '' she said.
`` Sure. What do we need ? '' My shaft 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 bosom from the outside of her t-shirt.
`` A bag of cotton plant egg, some cover tape measure and a few other odds
and last, '' she said matter-of-factly.
My ears suddenly pricked up. It was not lost on me that the
'' whirl '' had happened on a Fri. Three week ago to the day, in
fact. But cotton balls and masking taping ? Bondage .... ? We already
had a minuscule cache of `` restraining '' toys. Hmmm. Interesting.
I turned her around and held her by her shoulders.
`` This would n't have anything to do with a little surprise
you might stimulate in computer memory for me tomorrow, would it ? '' I asked.
`` deary, if I told you the truth, you would n't get a good
night 's sleep. You 're like a kid on Christmas Eve. ``
She was ripe. I didn't.
I did n't accomplish a damn matter at work on Friday. I had
butterflies in my stomach for most of the day. I left a fiddling
early ( boss'perquisite ), and made it dwelling by 6:15 after stopping
for the `` items '' needed.
Linda 's car was in the driveway. So she was home this time.
Opening the front door, I stepped in and looked around. The sign of the zodiac
was immaculate. Since Linda and I were both master and had
little time for housekeeping, we employed a cleaning service during
the week. But when she did have the fourth dimension, Linda was meticulous in
her work. This was her doing. There was a gorgeous flower
organisation on the sustenance room mantle and a hollering fire below.
Linda stepped around the corner and smiled.
She took my breath away. She wore a wide duration powder-blue
evening garb that was dangerously decollete, her best off-white
necklace, cad and a fairly blanched bow in her hair. She ran and
hugged me like we had n't seen each other 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 take a little work. I 'll use up that bag.
Everything 's here ? ``
`` Everything you ordered. ``
`` dinner will be ready by the prison term you finish showering. Do n't
dress up when you 're done. Wear your normal slobbish dress. ``
I grinned. `` As opposed to YOUR formula, slobbish garb ? '' I
asked, taking another look at my gorgeous wife.
`` Just do as you 're told tonight, Peter. 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 pair of corduroy mire, a
sweater and my Loafer. We dined on poached Salmon with dill sauce
accompanied by an extra-fine German white. Dessert was a dim-witted
bowl of chilled, fresh raspberries in cream. I poured myself a
brandy, and we moved to the living room.
I settled on the couch and began to sip the 50 year old
liqueur. Linda sat on the story between my feet with her legs
curled up under her.
`` Well, '' I said. `` I 'm coming to appreciate your fantasy more
each time. ``
`` I 'm happy, sweetheart. There 's a bit more to come, though.
You may want to withhold judgement until the end of the Nox. ``
The brandy 's favorable suntan in my throat and stomach had begun to
relax every muscle in my consistency. I felt ready for anything.
`` We need to talk, dear, '' she said suddenly. Uh-oh.
`` You do remember our understanding and agreement, do n't you ?
This is my illusion, and I expect you to cooperate in every way. ``
She moved up to her articulatio genus to look into my eyes.
`` Whatever happens, remember that I love you, and ONLY you, ''
she said slowly, those emerald cat valium eyes boring into my mortal.
'' Remember to relax, to let things playact out. Most of all, you must
do as you 're told. Do you see and agree ? ``
Here come the butterflies. `` Yes, babe. This is your dark.
Let 's be decadent and naughty, '' I said, holding her hired man in mine.
She looked searchingly into my eyes for a recollective meter. 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 strike. I 'll be right-hand back. '' she said lightly.
She returned a moment later with a blindfold, the cotton, and
the tape.
`` You 're not going to be capable to see anything that happens
tonight. I know how visually stimulated you are. I 'm sorry, but
I 'm hoping that, if things 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 cut off that little area just
under my centre along the bridge of my nozzle that I had always been
able to peek through before. The tape held the blindfold and
cotton firmly in place.
`` Your brandy snifter is full phase of the moon. Relax and love it. Let me
know if you need a visit to the restroom, and I 'll help you. '' She
snickered. `` Things should begin in about 10 min, as soon as
our guests arrive. ``
`` Guests ? Did you say client ? I 'm sure I distinctly heard you
say 'guests .'''
`` That 's right. node. You know, like in visitors. Now
relax. Gee, I wonder what 's going to hap ? ``
I grinned. `` You are the naughtiest, most conniving niggling
tease ! ''
The `` invitee '' must have been early, because the doorbell rang.
Linda leaned down and whispered, `` Enjoy, babe. Remember that I 'm
still your wife tomorrow and after. ``
I heard her move to the threshold and open it. Muffled voices.
Footsteps. Two pair ? Three ? Movement around me. early noises.
Then quiet. A cough. A Male cough. Thank God for the brandy !
I felt amazingly comfortable considering I was sitting blindfolded
in front end of add alien ( s ) in my own home.
`` salutary evening, Peter. It 's a joy to meet you, although
these are somewhat worry circumstances. My name is William. ``
His voice was very deep. It had that self-assured quality I
companion with my peers who have, and are used to wielding, power.
`` I 've had the pleasance of meeting your wife once before, but
I can assure you it was a purely friendly meeting. In fact, it was
to format this footling get together. By the way, there are four
masses in this room. You, your wife, myself and my married woman. My
married woman 's figure is Breigha. While it makes minuscule difference what my
profession is, I can tell you that my wife is a very good
lensman, and that she has all of her equipment here tonight. ``
`` The details of how and why your wife contacted us are also of
little relevancy. I assume Linda will answer all your questions at
a later time. ``
`` So. Where to start ? I am here at your wife 's bequest. It
appears that we are going to get somewhat friendly and intimate
over the next few hours. I understand that you will cooperate and
do as you 're told. I appreciate that and will expect it from you
and from Linda. Our first-class honours degree reason regulation is that no-one, other than
myself, will verbalise in this room unless spoken to first. Do we have
concord ? '' I nodded. I heard Linda say `` yes. ``
`` Good. Your wife has determined the full general abstract of what
will happen tonight. I have a very bass appreciation for her
imagination, as well as for her good looks and news.
You 're a lucky man, Peter. What she has not determined, however,
are the many details that, as I 'm sure enough you realize being the
professional you are, make all the difference. In that esteem,
she will be as lots in the dark, so to talk, as you. '' Ha. Funny.
`` goodness. The `` general outline '' is as follows. commencement,
everything that takes spot will be photographed by my wife in
large detail for your and Linda 's screening pleasance down the years,
although I would suggest keeping it out of the family album. '' The
guy was a riot.
`` That is the extent of my wife 's participation. moment, I am
going to make jazz to your married woman, prick. It will be an purity and a
pleasure, I assure you. Your job, tonight, is to serve me. Not
to participate, per se, but to make Linda more `` useable, '' more
'' easily accessible, '' shall we say. thing will become clearer, I
promise. I must tell you that although I consider myself bisexual,
there will be no direct intimate activity, as such, between you and
I. At to the lowest degree hardly any. ``
right wing. THAT statement took the ambiguous prize.
`` Thirdly, your wife has requested that I use vivid 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 lot given me release reign as
far as the kind of pleasantries we will indulge in. 'Anything
goes ,'I believe were your news, yes ? ``
`` Yes, '' I heard Linda say. Her voice had a trembling in it.
`` I 'm sword lily. I think I 'm going to enjoy this as much as you and
putz. We all understand, then, that this is purely a little
sexual adventure for everyone. That afterward, my married woman and I
regaining to our world, and both of you to yours. I do not carry
either of you to ever contact us again. Although that may be a
shame, it 's requisite. On a final exam note before we begin, I have to
tell you that I have rarely met a cleaning woman more in love with her
married man than Linda is with you. Did you roll in the hay that, prick ? How
much she loves you ? ``
I nodded, a lilliputian embarassed and not knowing if anyone was
even looking at me.
`` All right. Breigha, darling, you may begin setting up.
Linda, would you be so kind as to fetch me a glass of scotch ? Just
a slight ice, please. Thank you. Are you well-fixed, Peter ? ``
`` I 'm okay, '' I mumbled. I could palpate the heat from the
fireplace as diverse audio I interpreted as `` television camera setting up ''
noises came from the early side of the living room. I had heard
Linda pick up my empty snifter beside me and, as she passed by, she
had put her hand on mine for the brief of moments. The alcohol
put me in a mellow daze, 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, spend your sock and seize your .... Here we
go on another lovely small roller-coaster drive .