Today was his 20th marriage anniversary ; his wife had informed him in the morning before oeuvre that he needed to come home right after because she had a very special night planned with an astonishing giving. It had been driving him crazy all day long. He was unable to concentrate. He seemed to be lost in a populace of thinking. So many times he would get pulled back into reality by one of his students saying,"Mr. V. Hey Mr. V."And suddenly he was in a room of different student not knowing where that one division menses had gone. It was not a sound day.
Finally five o'clock came and he was off. John grabbed his bag and almost ran to the school parking lot. Often he enjoyed visiting with his fellow teachers in the halls on his way out. No students, haphazardness, or pause. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were cleaning woman, so he loved chatting with them and taking fast glances at their cute feet. He got to his truck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old pail of bolts started up and he drove home.
As he pulled up into the drive he couldn't help but notice all the light source were out and the curtains drawn. His mind raced with ideas of what could be awaiting him. His wife had begun their marriage as somewhat of a prude. Considering she was a virgin and very inexperienced he expected as much. But in their 20-year marriage ceremony she had come a long way. Still not give up where he would like but at least better. He had no clue what could be awaiting him inside. But there was only one way to receive out.
He took his key and slid it into the threshold. He felt a shiver go through his physical structure. He was so excited the expectancy was brawny. He opened the door and the entire home was dark save a credit line of glowing candles along the floor leading from the threshold across the family room and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to come after them. So he did so. They went down the residence hall and right into the skipper bedroom. It was all he could do to keep from running into the room.
So John quietly stepped into his bedroom. There were stack of candle ; she loved standard candle, so did he actually. There were two chairs at the foot of the bed about 2-3 feet from each other. He stepped into the way and pick up his wife's vocalism."Take off everything but your underwear and then lay in front line of the president on your back."So lavatory did just what he was told. He stripped down to his boxer briefs and laid down about four feet from the chairs."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me."Came the normally sweet voice of his wife again. Move closer to the chairs so that your head is by one and your fork by the other. Men are so speechless simple creatures."
So john scooted into the correct locating, he had no clew what was happening. But he was excited to come up out. If anyone could see they could tell that too as his rooster was beginning to season, and press against his underwear. He laid down as instructed and waited. After what seemed like a million years he again heard the voice of his wife. okay here comes your gift. Are you ready ?"
"Oh god yes I am. I have been thinking about it all day."He said trying hard not to sound like a little boy on the way to the candy store.
His wife spoke again."number 1 is my Friend from college, Jennifer, she is improbable and gorgeous. Super aphrodisiac eyes, soft creamy pelt, long dark John Brown hair, she has been in leather heart all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or bottom ?"
John was diffident if he remembered Jen. If she was who he was thinking she was super hot. He said,"Top please."She walked in and stood over him for a second then walked to the chairman near his head. She was beautiful ; her amazing long hair was just lying on her shoulders. Saint John the Apostle so loved long hair on woman. She was in a sexy empurpled underbodice and pantie to match. She had no stockings on and the wad of her placid skin was just about all John could take. She sat down but sideways in the chair so her leg and feet were parallel with John's body. So he could not see or touch them. This he figured had to be his wife's ordering ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very tall sensual womanhood, the type that just force men crazy, and women too for that affair. She was just an absolutely stunning tool. If lav was honest she always made him a bit aflutter. Her looks and her personality was so over powering he sometimes feared he would be unable to control his desire to just grab her and kiss her. Needless to say his anticipation of what was to come was overwhelming. So practically so that John could feel his cock growing in his Boxer briefs.
His wife spoke up again."As you know there are two chairs. So there is another cleaning lady joining you and Jen. Are you ready to satisfy her ?"
whoremaster could barely verbalize his sassing had lost its ability to form Word of God. But he swallowed and managed a very weak and quiet,"Yes."
"okey next is one of my devout booster from work. You remember Marisol don't you ?"Said the sweet phonation of his wife.
John feared that his turmoil was showing. But now he knew there was no hiding it. He had always had a Major crush on Marisol, and his wife knew it. Marisol was a dark beautiful woman. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her tomentum was long, thick and dark. Her skin was obscure and soft. John had only see her invertebrate foot once before. It was when she had come over to aid his wife with a labor and she slipped out of her heart. John remembered by completely transfix. Her toes were so saturnine and sweet-scented looking.
His wife continued,"Well she has been wearing black leather boots and sheer white nylons all day. I know how you love the contrast of her night toes against the Patrick Victor Martindale White silky nylons."
John could no longer hide his fervor. His tool was pushing hard against his underwear. He reached down and tried to line up himself, as it was very uncomfortable. He was shocked by the curt and warm tidings that came from his married woman.
"Don't you dare touch your cock !"he had never heard her speak to him in that flavor. It made him even harder and the pressure was now corking. He was in heaven.
"Okay then now that we all understand the rules. Do you want me to ask Marisol to come out, or ask her and Jennifer to go rest home ? I can do that you know, ladies this doesn't seem like it is going to work…."
John Lackland's begging cracking voice interrupted her."No please, dearly god no !"
"Are you sure ?"Came the demanding reply.
"Yes, I promise."john was a total submissive at this point, totally under the control of these three women.
"okay then let's continue, Marisol you may fall out now. She entered the way. She had on a silklike Stanford White shift with Caucasian second joint senior high school nylons held up by supporter. His married woman knew him and his fetish so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second chair line of latitude so that her feet were hidden from his view. lav's upheaval was now easily visible to all. His cock was intemperate and standing straight up, pushing the boundary of his underwear. His married woman spoke again."So we don't have anymore misunderstanding I will go over the ruler. Any breakage of these rules even slightly will result in both women leaving and your birthday natural endowment will be over. Is that understood my unworthy foot servant ?"
can so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to act as the predominant role toward him. But her temperament was just not built for it. It frustrated him but he loved her for trying. But this was going well, John was excited for what was to come.
His married woman continued."Rule number one : Your handwriting must persist at your English. dominion telephone number two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. linguistic rule number three : You will speak only when spoken to and asked for a answer. Any deviations from any of the stated rule will result in the daughter stopping and going home. Leaving you to your own devices."God he loved when she took mastery and talked this way."Now do you promise to be a good foot buckle down ? ”