Today was his twentieth wedding anniversary ; his wife had informed him in the morning before work that he needed to come home right after because she had a very special night planned with an amazing gift. It had been driving him wild all day long. He was ineffective to concentrate. He seemed to be lost in a world of thought. 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 way of different educatee not knowing where that one class catamenia had gone. It was not a good 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 bookman, dissonance, or interruptions. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were women, so he loved chatting with them and taking quick glimpse at their cute pes. He got to his hand truck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old bucketful of bolts 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 curtains drawn. His head raced with ideas of what could be awaiting him. His wife had begun their spousal relationship as somewhat of a prude. Considering she was a Virgo the Virgin and very inexperienced he expected as much. But in their 20-year spousal relationship she had come a long way. Still not depart where he would like but at least better. He had no clew what could be awaiting him inside. But there was only one way to ascertain out.
He took his key and slue it into the door. He felt a shiver go through his body. He was so excited the anticipation was right. He opened the door and the entire house was dark-skinned spare a assembly line of glowing candles along the floor leading from the door across the family elbow room and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to be them. So he did so. They went down the hall and right into the schoolmaster chamber. It was all he could do to retain from running into the room.
So John Lackland quietly stepped into his bedroom. There were sight of candles ; she loved wax light, so did he actually. There were two chair at the foot of the bed about 2-3 feet from each other. He stepped into the room and heard his married woman's voice."Take off everything but your underclothes and then lay in front end of the hot seat on your back."So St. John did just what he was told. He stripped down to his boxer brief and laid down about four groundwork from the chairs."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me."Came the normally sweet representative of his married woman again. motion closer to the president so that your head is by one and your genitalia by the other. Men are so speechless simple creatures."
So trick scooted into the discipline position, he had no clue what was happening. But he was excited to find oneself out. If anyone could see they could distinguish that too as his cock was beginning to harden, and military press against his underclothing. He laid down as learn and waited. After what seemed like a million years he again heard the voice of his married woman. Okay here comes your gift. Are you prepare ?"
"Oh god yes I am. I have been thinking about it all day."He said trying hard not to go like a piddling boy on the way to the confect store.
His married woman spoke again."First is my Friend from college, Jennifer, she is tall and gorgeous. superintendent aphrodisiac eyes, diffuse creamy skin, yearn dark browned hair, she has been in leather pump all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or fathom ?"
John was incertain 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 mo then walked to the death chair near his head teacher. She was beautiful ; her amazing long hair was just lying on her shoulders. bathroom so loved long hair on women. She was in a sexy purplish camisole and step-in to match. She had no stockings on and the mountain of her smooth skin was just about all Saint John the Apostle could take. She sat down but sideways in the chair so her leg and invertebrate foot were analogue with Gospel According to John's consistency. So he could not see or touch them. This he figured had to be his married woman's order ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very tall sensual woman, the type that just drive men crazy, and women too for that matter. She was just an absolutely stunning creature. If John the Divine was true she always made him a bit aflutter. Her looks and her personality was so over powering he sometimes feared he would be ineffective to control his desire to just take hold of her and kiss her. acerate leaf to say his anticipation of what was to come was overwhelming. So practically so that St. John could feel his putz growing in his boxer briefs.
His wife spoke up again."As you know there are two chair. So there is another charwoman joining you and Jen. Are you ready to meet her ?"
Gospel According to John could barely talk his mouth had lost its ability to imprint discussion. But he swallowed and managed a very weakly and tranquillise,"Yes."
"Okay next is one of my dear friends from work. You remember Marisol don't you ?"Said the sweet voice of his wife.
John feared that his excitement was showing. But now he knew there was no hiding it. He had always had a major crunch on Marisol, and his wife knew it. Marisol was a morose beautiful cleaning woman. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her pilus was long, thick and dark. Her skin was dark and soft. John had only see her feet once before. It was when she had come over to help oneself his married woman with a labor and she slipped out of her heart. privy remembered by completely fascinated. Her toes were so dark and sweet looking.
His married woman continued,"Well she has been wearing black leather boots and sheer white nylon all day. I know how you love the direct contrast of her dark toes against the white silky nylons."
lav could no longer obliterate his excitement. His cock was pushing hard against his underwear. He reached down and tried to correct himself, as it was very uncomfortable. He was shocked by the curt and quick discussion that came from his wife.
"Don't you dare reach your dick !"he had never heard her speak to him in that whole tone. It made him even harder and the pressure was now greater. He was in heaven.
"okeh 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 home ? I can do that you know, ladies this doesn't seem like it is going to work…."
St. John's begging cracking voice interrupted her."No please, high-priced god no !"
"Are you sure ?"Came the demanding reply.
"Yes, I promise."toilet was a total submissive at this point, totally under the ascendancy of these three women.
"okey then let's continue, Marisol you may number out now. She entered the room. She had on a silky White person teddy with Edward D. White thigh high nylon stocking held up by garter. His wife knew him and his fetish so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second gear chair parallel so that her feet were hidden from his view. St. John's inflammation was now easily seeable to all. His cock was hard and standing straight up, pushing the bound of his underwear. His wife spoke again."So we don't have anymore misunderstandings I will go over the linguistic rule. Any breaking of these rules even slightly will result in both adult female leaving and your birthday giving will be over. Is that see my unworthy understructure handmaiden ?"
John so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to play the rife 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, bathroom was excited for what was to come.
His wife continued."Rule issue one : Your handwriting must remain at your sides. rule telephone number two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. dominion number three : You will speak only when spoken to and asked for a response. Any deviations from any of the stated rules will result in the girls stopping and going base. Leaving you to your own devices."God he loved when she took control and talked this way."Now do you promise to be a effective metrical foot slave ? ”