Today was his twentieth wedding anniversary ; his wife had informed him in the morning before work that he needed to occur home right after because she had a very special dark planned with an amaze gift. It had been driving him gaga all day long. He was ineffective to focus. He seemed to be lost in a earth of thought. So many times he would get pulled back into realism by one of his students saying,"Mr. V. Hey Mr. V."And suddenly he was in a elbow room of dissimilar students not knowing where that one class period had gone. It was not a good day.
Finally five o'clock came and he was off. lavatory 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, noise, or disruption. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were women, so he loved chatting with them and taking quick glances at their cute feet. He got to his truck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old bucket of bolts started up and he drove home.
As he pulled up into the drive he couldn't supporter but notice all the lightness were out and the mantle drawn. His intellect 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 a good deal. But in their 20-year spousal relationship she had come a yearn way. Still not relinquish 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 chance out.
He took his key and slid it into the door. He felt a shiver go through his consistency. He was so activated the expectation was powerful. He opened the doorway and the entire mansion was dingy carry through a pipeline of glowing candela along the floor leading from the door across the folk room and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to follow them. So he did so. They went down the hall and right into the schoolmaster bedroom. It was all he could do to hold back from running into the room.
So John quietly stepped into his bedroom. There were lots of candles ; she loved candela, 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 heard his wife's voice."Take off everything but your underclothes and then lay in front of the electric chair on your back."So can did just what he was told. He stripped down to his boxer legal brief and laid down about four ft from the chairs."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me."Came the normally sweet vocalisation of his wife again. Move closer to the chairs so that your head is by one and your crotch by the early. Men are so dull simple creatures."
So John scooted into the even off position, he had no clue what was happening. But he was excited to find out. If anyone could see they could recount that too as his pecker was beginning to harden, and insistency against his underwear. He laid down as instructed and waited. After what seemed like a million old age he again heard the part of his wife. O.K. here comes your natural endowment. Are you cook ?"
"Oh god yes I am. I have been thinking about it all day."He said trying hard not to sound like a piffling boy on the way to the candy store.
His married woman spoke again."First is my friend from college, Jennifer, she is tall and gorgeous. super sexy centre, soft creamy skin, yearn dark brown hair, she has been in leather pumps all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or penetrate ?"
John was unsure if he remembered Jen. If she was who he was thinking she was tops hot. He said,"Top please."She walked in and stood over him for a minute then walked to the chair near his straits. She was beautiful ; her amazing long fuzz was just lying on her articulatio humeri. John so loved long fuzz on cleaning lady. She was in a sexy majestic underbodice and pantie to touch. She had no stockings on and the sight of her smooth skin was just about all trick could select. She sat down but sideways in the electric chair so her ramification and groundwork were parallel of latitude with John's body. So he could not see or touch them. This he figured had to be his wife's order ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very tall sensual woman, the eccentric that just drive men crazy, and women too for that matter. She was just an absolutely stunning tool. If whoremaster was honest she always made him a bit nervous. Her facial expression 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 expectancy 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 professorship. So there is another womanhood joining you and Jen. Are you quick to meet her ?"
John the Divine could barely speak his mouthpiece had lost its ability to constitute words. But he swallowed and managed a very weak and quiet,"Yes."
"Okay future is one of my dear Quaker from study. You remember Marisol don't you ?"Said the sweet voice of his wife.
St. John the Apostle feared that his excitation was showing. But now he knew there was no hiding it. He had always had a Major infatuation on Marisol, and his wife knew it. Marisol was a moody beautiful womanhood. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her hair's-breadth was long, thick and dark. Her hide was dark and cushy. John had only see her feet once before. It was when she had come over to help his wife with a labor and she slipped out of her pump. John remembered by completely empale. Her toes were so nighttime and sweet looking.
His wife continued,"well she has been wearing black leather iron heel and sheer white rayon stocking all day. I know how you love the contrast of her dark toes against the Elwyn Brooks White silky nylons."
John could no longer hide his excitement. His cock was pushing hard against his underclothes. He reached down and tried to adapt himself, as it was very uncomfortable. He was shocked by the curt and quick words that came from his wife.
"Don't you dare touch your cock !"he had never heard her speak to him in that spirit. It made him even harder and the pressure was now peachy. He was in heaven.
"Okay then now that we all understand the rule. Do you want me to ask Marisol to issue forth 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, devout god no !"
"Are you sure ?"Came the demanding reply.
"Yes, I promise."John was a totality submissive at this point, totally under the control of these three women.
"okay then let's continue, Marisol you may do out now. She entered the elbow room. She had on a silky White person teddy with White River thigh high nylons held up by garters. His wife knew him and his fetish so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second president parallel so that her feet were hidden from his view. 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 dominion. Any breaking of these rules even slightly will leave in both women leaving and your birthday natural endowment will be over. Is that understood my wretched human foot servant ?"
John Lackland so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to play the prevalent part 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."formula act one : Your handwriting must remain at your sides. Rule number two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. principle number three : You will speak only when spoken to and asked for a reply. Any divergence from any of the stated rules will ensue in the young woman stopping and going home. 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 foot break one's back ? ”