Today was his 20th hymeneals anniversary ; his married woman had informed him in the dawning before work that he needed to come home right after because she had a very special Night planned with an stupefy gift. It had been driving him crazy all day long. He was ineffectual to concentrate. He seemed to be lost in a populace of thought. So many metre he would get pulled back into reality by one of his bookman saying,"Mr. V. Hey Mr. V."And suddenly he was in a way of different students not knowing where that one class time period had gone. It was not a expert 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 young man teachers in the lobby on his way out. No pupil, dissonance, or interruptions. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were cleaning lady, so he loved chatting with them and taking quick glances at their cunning invertebrate foot. He got to his truck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old bucket of bolt of lightning started up and he drove home.
As he pulled up into the drive he couldn't help but notice all the lights were out and the drapery drawn. His thinker raced with ideas of what could be awaiting him. His wife had begun their man and wife as somewhat of a prude. Considering she was a virgin and very inexperienced he expected as much. But in their 20-year marriage she had come a foresighted way. Still not quit where he would wish but at least better. He had no clue what could be awaiting him inside. But there was only one way to find out.
He took his key and slue it into the threshold. He felt a shiver go through his body. He was so excited the expectancy was mighty. He opened the room access and the entire house was dingy economise a line of glowing candles along the storey leading from the threshold across the family elbow room and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to stick with them. So he did so. They went down the hall and right into the master bedroom. It was all he could do to hold open from running into the room.
So lav quietly stepped into his bedroom. There were lots of candles ; she loved candle, so did he actually. There were two chairs at the foot of the bed about 2-3 infantry from each other. He stepped into the room and heard his wife's representative."Take off everything but your underwear and then lay in front of the hot seat on your back."So trick did just what he was told. He stripped down to his boxer briefs and laid down about four metrical foot from the chairs."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me."Came the normally mellisonant vocalism of his wife again. relocation closer to the chairs so that your mind is by one and your crotch by the other. Men are so dumb mere creatures."
So John scooted into the correct position, he had no clue what was happening. But he was excited to find out. If anyone could see they could assure that too as his cock was beginning to harden, and jam against his underwear. He laid down as apprize and waited. After what seemed like a million years he again heard the voice of his wife. Okay here comes your natural endowment. Are you make ?"
"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 married woman spoke again."get-go is my friend from college, Jennifer, she is marvelous and gorgeous. super aphrodisiacal heart, soft creamy tegument, long dour browned hair, she has been in leather pumps all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or penetrate ?"
John Lackland was shy 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 chair near his head. She was beautiful ; her amazing long hair was just lying on her shoulder joint. John so loved farsighted pilus on cleaning woman. She was in a aphrodisiacal purple camisole and step-in to match. She had no stockings on and the sight of her smooth peel was just about all John could take. She sat down but sideways in the death chair so her peg and metrical foot were parallel with John's body. So he could not see or touch them. This he figured had to be his wife's parliamentary law ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very tall sensual woman, the case that just drove men crazy, and adult female too for that matter. She was just an absolutely sensational tool. If John was honest she always made him a bit skittish. Her flavor 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 the Divine could feel his putz growing in his pugilist briefs.
His married woman spoke up again."As you know there are two chairs. So there is another adult female joining you and Jen. Are you set up to meet her ?"
whoremonger could barely verbalise his mouth had lost its ability to form tidings. But he swallowed and managed a very weak and calm down,"Yes."
"O.K. following is one of my dear ally from work. You remember Marisol don't you ?"Said the sweet part of his wife.
John feared that his excitation 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 dismal beautiful cleaning woman. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her tomentum was long, thick and dark. Her skin was dark and soft. John had only see her substructure once before. It was when she had come over to aid his wife with a undertaking and she slipped out of her pumps. toilet remembered by completely transfixed. Her toes were so dark and sweet looking.
His wife continued,"fountainhead she has been wearing black leather kicking and cut white nylons all day. I know how you love the direct contrast of her wickedness toes against the white silky nylons."
John could no longer hide his hullabaloo. His cock was pushing hard against his underwear. He reached down and tried to align himself, as it was very uncomfortable. He was shocked by the curt and nimble words that came from his wife.
"Don't you dare touch your shaft !"he had never heard her speak to him in that tone. It made him even harder and the pressure was now cracking. He was in heaven.
"OK then now that we all understand the rules. Do you want me to ask Marisol to make out out, or ask her and Jennifer to go home ? I can do that you know, ladies this doesn't seem like it is going to work…."
John's begging cracking voice interrupted her."No please, dear 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.
"O.K. then let's continue, Marisol you may come out now. She entered the room. She had on a slick Edward White chemise with White River thigh senior high rayon stocking held up by garters. His wife knew him and his fetich so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second chair parallel so that her substructure were hidden from his prospect. John's excitement was now easily visible to all. His cock was hard and standing straight up, pushing the limits of his underwear. His wife spoke again."So we don't have anymore misunderstandings I will go over the prescript. Any breaking of these rules even slightly will lead in both woman leaving and your birthday natural endowment will be over. Is that understood my unworthy foot retainer ?"
john so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to play the dominant theatrical 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 wife continued."dominion figure one : Your script must stay at your incline. Rule number two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. Rule number three : You will speak only when spoken to and asked for a reply. Any deviance from any of the stated rules will result in the female child stopping and going dwelling. Leaving you to your own devices."God he loved when she took control and talked this way."Now do you promise to be a good groundwork slave ? ”