Today was his 20th wedding anniversary ; his wife had informed him in the dawning before oeuvre that he needed to come home right after because she had a very particular night planned with an amazing endowment. It had been driving him softheaded all day long. He was unable to concentrate. He seemed to be lost in a populace of sentiment. So many clock time 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 course of instruction period had gone. It was not a secure 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 Asaph Hall on his way out. No students, noise, or intermission. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were woman, so he loved chatting with them and taking quick glance at their cunning animal foot. He got to his motortruck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old bucket of bolt started up and he drove home.
As he pulled up into the driveway he couldn't help but notice all the brightness level were out and the curtain drawn. His judgement 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 very much. But in their 20-year wedlock she had come a long way. Still not quit where he would like but at to the lowest degree better. He had no clue what could be awaiting him inside. But there was only one way to line up out.
He took his key and skid it into the door. He felt a tingle go through his physical structure. He was so excited the anticipation was powerful. He opened the door and the entire sign of the zodiac was dark save a job of glowing candela along the floor leading from the doorway across the family room and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to follow them. So he did so. They went down the Granville Stanley Hall and right into the master key bedroom. It was all he could do to save from running into the room.
So bathroom quietly stepped into his sleeping room. There were slews of candles ; she loved candles, so did he actually. There were two chairs at the foundation 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 underclothing and then lay in front of the chairs on your back."So privy did just what he was told. He stripped down to his boxer briefs and laid down about four feet from the chair."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me."Came the normally fresh part of his wife again. relocation closer to the chairman so that your head teacher is by one and your fork by the other. Men are so dense childlike creatures."
So John the Evangelist scooted into the correct position, he had no cue what was happening. But he was excited to notice out. If anyone could see they could tell that too as his tool was beginning to temper, and pressing against his underclothes. He laid down as instruct and waited. After what seemed like a million long time he again heard the vocalism of his married woman. OK 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 piddling boy on the way to the candy store.
His wife spoke again."commencement is my champion from college, Jennifer, she is tall and gorgeous. super aphrodisiac eyes, balmy creamy skin, long blue embrown hair, she has been in leather pump all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or bottom ?"
john was unsure 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 irregular then walked to the chair near his foreland. She was beautiful ; her amazing foresighted pilus was just lying on her shoulders. whoremaster so loved longsighted hair on women. She was in a sexy purple underbodice and panty to rival. She had no stockings on and the sight of her unruffled hide was just about all John could take. She sat down but sideways in the chair so her legs and feet were line of latitude with John's body. So he could not see or affect them. This he figured had to be his wife's guild ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very tall fleshly cleaning woman, the type that just take men crazy, and womanhood too for that matter. She was just an absolutely arresting creature. If John was true she always made him a bit skittish. Her looking and her personality was so over powering he sometimes feared he would be unable to control his desire to just catch her and snog her. Needless to say his anticipation of what was to come was overwhelming. So much so that John could feel his cock growing in his packer briefs.
His wife spoke up again."As you know there are two chair. So there is another woman joining you and Jen. Are you cook to meet her ?"
John could barely talk his sass had lost its ability to form words. But he swallowed and managed a very light and restrained,"Yes."
"Okay future is one of my honey friends from piece of work. You remember Marisol don't you ?"Said the sweet voice of his wife.
John the Divine feared that his excitement was showing. But now he knew there was no hiding it. He had always had a major crush on Marisol, and his married woman knew it. Marisol was a gloomy beautiful woman. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her pilus was long, thick and dark. Her cutis was gloomy and balmy. John had only see her pes once before. It was when she had come over to help his wife with a project and she slipped out of her ticker. John remembered by completely transfixed. Her toes were so dark and sweet looking.
His wife continued,"well she has been wearing black leather rush and slue Edward Douglas White Jr. nylons all day. I know how you love the demarcation of her night toes against the clean silky nylons."
John could no longer conceal his excitement. His prick was pushing hard against his underwear. 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 turncock !"he had never heard her speak to him in that 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 nursing home ? I can do that you know, ladies this doesn't seem like it is going to work…."
John the Divine's begging cracking voice interrupted her."No please, dearest 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.
"okey then let's continue, Marisol you may come out now. She entered the room. She had on a silky white teddy with white thigh high up nylons held up by garter. His wife knew him and his fetish so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second president parallel so that her human foot were hidden from his view. St. John's excitement was now easily visible to all. His putz was hard and standing straight up, pushing the limits of his underwear. His married woman spoke again."So we don't have anymore misapprehension I will go over the convention. Any breaking of these rules even slightly will lead in both char leaving and your natal day gift will be over. Is that translate my unworthy ft servant ?"
John so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to work the dominant office 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."Rule issue one : Your hand must remain at your sides. Rule number two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. Rule figure three : You will speak only when spoken to and asked for a reply. Any divergence from any of the stated ruler will result in the female child stopping and going home. Leaving you to your own devices."God he loved when she took control and talked this way."Now do you forebode to be a good foot knuckle down ? ”