Tommy Got Grounded

I do think the dynamic would change if he moved in , I love the idea of of lover visiting and staying over but Tommy should still have a relationship with his wife Isn't it just a master, mistress slave relationship now? Love the idea of long term chastity and humilation in lingerie etc. It's a great story still! We all have opinions on our cuckold fantasy
Droopy and Miss

CHAPTER 9
A year later, we've all settled into a nice routine where the three of us live a happy, relatively normal life together – well, as normal as a relationship like this can be anyway. True to his word, I haven't seen my wife completely naked in an entire year. There was one time when I was reading in my bedroom that I heard Sam walking down the hallway to the master bedroom and shout, "Are you TRYING to let the boy see you naked?" Apparently, my wife had come out of the shower and left the bedroom door open as she was preparing to get dressed. Sam took her across his knee and spanked her naked ass with his bare hand until she was howling. This little reminder must have been effective because she never seems to forget to close the door anymore.

Not getting to see her completely naked is maddening for me and she really seems to enjoy my frustration and torment. I have to choose whether I want to lick her pussy or suckle on her tits but can't do both. Once I choose, she will remove the appropriate piece of clothing and allow me to proceed.

One night at bedtime she came into my bedroom wearing nothing but yoga pants and climbed under the covers to snuggle up in bed with me. I was only wearing a pair of panties, as I was now required to do at all times, and she had taken off my chastity device earlier in the evening for my monthly release from the chastity cage, so our near naked bodies were pressed against each other. I couldn't believe how lucky I was and immediately rolled over to kiss her and feel her nipples pressed against my bare chest. She reciprocated the embrace and we enjoyed a nice long kiss before I worked my way down to suck on her ample bosom but she rolled me over onto my back and while straddling me she lowered a tit to my lips while sliding her crotch up and down along my already erect penis inside the silky panties. I could feel the lips of her pussy through the thin material of the yoga pants as she ground her hips against my panty-covered crotch. She would for ce as much of her tit as I could fit into my mouth and gasped with pleasure as I sucked her tit and ran my tongue over her nipple. Then, she would offer the other breast and repeat stuffing my mouth completely full as she moaned from the erotic sensations caused by my suckling. I was getting desperately close to cumming when she suddenly stopped grinding against my little wee-wee. She leaned down from her position over top of me and gave me a kiss on the forehead and said, "Thanks honey. That was really nice," and got up from my bed and walked out the door. A moment later I heard the door to the master bedroom click closed. I lay there in disbelief and incredible frustration with my penis drooling in my panties. Since I'm allowed to masturbate during my periodic respite from chastity, I pulled my penis free from the panties and finished what she had so cruelly left undone. As I rolled over to go to sl eep, I heard the sounds of my wife moaning passionately in her bedroom and realized I had been part of their foreplay that night and went to sl eep with a satisfied smile.

During the past year, I had also been spanked a number of times and, as required, ended up sucking Sam's cock until he exploded in my mouth or until he would dismiss me from the room so he could finish in my wife's anxious, waiting pussy. I started to suspect that on some occasions my wife was looking for any reason to refer me for discipline so she could enjoy the show and Sam seemed only too happy to oblige her. I was also grounded twice. The first time, I drank a bit too much at a party and drove home instead of calling for a taxi. I got a pretty severe whipping with Sam's belt the next day, including a couple of strokes directly to my balls by my wife, and was grounded for a week. The second time, I forgot to pick-up Sam's dry-cleaning when he had an important meeting the following day so he didn't have the suit and shirt he wanted to wear. I only got grounded for a couple of days but after a good, hard spanking over his knee with his bare hand and being for ced to write "I promise to do better next time" 500 times, I spent almost every waking hour doing chores like washing his car and cleaning out the garage.

However, not all things were so bad for me. Recently, on my birthday, I was told I was getting a special treat that night. After a great birthday dinner, we went home and Sam told me to strip and unlocked my chastity device. He said that tonight I was going to get to do something he knew I really wanted to do. My mind started churning through all the possibilities and I looked to my wife in quiet desperation wondering which of my desperate yearnings might be waiting for me. I allowed my mind to enjoy the anticipation of the unthinkable, but I knew that possibility was no longer in reach and would remain a futile fantasy. However, when I was told to sit in the chair across the room, where my wife had lustfully watched me vio lated the year before, and to enjoy the show, I was intrigued to say the least. My wife began a sexy dance and slowly stripped off her pants in front of Sam who was sitting on the couch and then progressively undressed him as she sucked his nipples while removing his shirt and then his cock as she slid his pants free. Although Sam was naked at this point, my wife still had on her t-shirt but her nipples were pointing prominently for all to see. Eventually, she turned to face me as she climbed up on the couch and slowly lowered herself onto Sam's very erect cock. Once she had buried the full length into her sopping wet pussy and glided up and down a few times, she looked at me with her most lascivious look and curled her finger to indicate that I should come to her. After pulling my head to suck on her tits she whispered sexily into my ear, "Lick my clit and his cock until we both cum. If you do a very good job then you can clean us up afterward." She continued to ride his cock as I kneeled in front of them and tried to keep my lips and tongue busy licking them both. It became more and more difficult as they got closer to orgasm and accelerated their fucking to a frantic pace. He had his strong arms around her with both hands squeezing her breasts and meeting her thrust for thrust as she bounced up and down onto his erection. When they shouted out their orgasms I could see his semen starting to leak out of her vagina and down his balls and I licked desperately to catch every drop. Once she dismounted from her stallion, she pulled my head forward from my kneeling position and held his cock, wet with her juices, to my lips and said, "Clean me from his powerful cock, boy." Her words echoed in my head as I dove into my task desperately wanting to please both of them. Soon after, he pushed me away and said, "Now take care of her pussy," and I went after my new task with even greater vigor. Since that night, I've been asked to repeat my cleanup performance several times so I knew we all had found something we could enjoy sexually together. Of course, she was never completely naked a single time that I joined them.

On this night of our one-year anniversary, I am back in chastity outside the master bedroom door and waiting to be summoned inside. The two of them had gone out to dinner for the anniversary, just as they had a year ago, and had returned home in a happy, lively mood. I had been instructed to wear the same outfit as one year ago and served them dri nks when they returned home. After some embarrassing moments while they discussed the events of that night one year ago, Sam said we should move this party upstairs. So, as I kneel outside the door, I can't help but remember how the rest of that night unfolded one year ago.

Sam called out to me through the closed door and instructed me to enter. He was standing there completely nude and my wife was sitting on the bed in an incredibly sexy baby doll nightie. Sam had a fur-lined blindfold in his hand and held it out to me and said, "Put this on. Make sure it is snug because it better not fall off or there will be hell to pay." I took it from him and made sure it was tightly fastened to my head and I couldn't see a thing. Then, Sam tested it before telling me to kneel where I was standing at the foot of the bed.

At first, I couldn't tell what was going on but I started to hear the sounds of passionate kissing on the bed right in front of me. After a few minutes, Sam said to my wife in a voice just loud enough for me to hear, "Take everything off so I can see that magnificent body." I'm sure he said this to increase my torment as I imagined her pulling the nightie over her head. Shortly after that, he said, "Why don't I give your ass a few smacks to liven things up?" I could hear them shuffling around on the bed just a foot or two in front of me and then the clear sounds of his hand slapping her ass and her gasps after each smack. After a couple of spanks, he would stop and she would start to moan so I assumed he must be playing with her pussy. Then he would give her a few more spanks and the moaning would be repeated. Eventually, I could swear that the moaning continued during the spanks and it seemed my wife was encouraging him to keep spanking her. However, the spanking sounds ended with Sam saying, "now that is the pretty shade of red that I like," and shortly after that the sounds of fucking began in earnest. Although I couldn't see anything through the blindfold, it sounded like they were in a doggy position close enough that I could probably reach out and touch them. My suspicions seemed to be confirmed when he started slapping her ass between thrusts of his cock. Occasionally, he would change the tempo of his fucking and tell her how beautiful her naked body felt under him and how much he enjoyed fucking her. Her panting and moaning eventually became a shrieking orgasm that reverbated around the room until she must have collapsed on the bed in front of me.

Sam was suddenly behind me lifting me up to a standing position and then pushing me over a pillow that he must have placed at the end of the bed. The high heels and the pillow caused my ass to be thrust up at an obscene angle. I rested my elbows on the bed and could feel my wife's thighs spread on either side of my head as she scooted down the bed to put her crotch directly in front of my face. As Sam pulled my panties down my legs, he said, "Eat her well-fucked pussy boy."

The scent of sex was strong, and I could swear that I felt the heat of her pussy only inches from my face. I put a hand on each of her hips and tried blindly to find my way with tongue and lips to find her pussy. At the same time, Sam was spreading my legs wider which made standing in the high heels even more challenging. I knew instantly what was going to happen when I felt the lube and then his fat finger exploring my asshole. The second finger was introduced quickly and then he had the head of his cock at my tight, puckered opening. It was obvious the slow, thoughtful pace he had taken the first time he plundered my ass was not the plan for tonight. Instead, he wasted no time pushing his massive erection against my sphincter and as I started to instinctively resist, my wife pulled my head firmly into her crotch and whispered loudly, "Shhh, shhh, shhh. Relax and take it boy. Come on. Do it for me. Focus on my pussy."

Her encouragement did seem to help as I continued to eat her pussy with a sudden manic urgency. She was squeezing my head and gyrating her thighs as if she were using my face and tongue to masturbate. I had a vision of one year ago and seeing her across the room as she masturbated furiously while watching me be sodomized. Her frenzy seemed to encourage Sam as he went ahead and slid aggressively into my ass and proceeded to fuck me senseless for the second time in my life. The searing pain caused me to momentarily lose my erection and it took longer for the pleasure to overcome the pain as Sam thrust into me the same way he had been pounding my wife only moments before. Neither of them lasted long and my wife once again had a simultaneous orgasm with Sam while watching him fuck her husband.

As everyone was catching their breath, my penis had regained enthusiasm and was straining painfully against the chastity cage but nobody seemed to care about that as I was thanked for a wonderful evening and dismissed from the room. As I started to close the door, Sam said, "now you have something to look forward to every year tommy." I nodded glumly and wondered if he meant being screwed mercilessly in front of my wife or sent to bed frustrated and nearly begging for sexual relief. Probably both, I assumed.

kennyboy82
Ah kennyboy, surely you would agree that hygiene and safety are always most important in a loving relationship

shankly
It is true that this would require a very strong relationship between the cuckold and his wife to work, but there are many polyamorous and polyandrous relationships all over the world that work quite well if the people involved are wired for them. Some of us don't suffer with jealousy (at least not much) and feel compersion when our spouse is happy and joyful. You are probably right that the husband/wife relationship is not being highlighted enough in the story but for the sake of brevity the focus has been more on the erotic aspects related to the power dynamics, sex, tease/denial, and plight of the poor cuckold. As you say, we all have different experiences and expectations from our cuckold relationship and I think your concerns are very valid and important for most relationships.

Thanks for the feedback as this story gets closer to conclusion!

CHAPTER 10
It started as an upbeat, glorious day and I was feeling rather ebullient as I left the house. On this particular day, I had been out of the penis prison for almost a week. I had enjoyed a wank, which Sam and my wife permitted during my respites from chastity, nearly every night of my freedom and felt on top of the world. Right before leaving, my wife called out to me and said, "Hurry home after your workout tommy. I could use your help getting ready for the dinner party tonight. The caterer will be dropping off the food at 6:30 and Kate and Paul will be here at 7."

I replied with a "OK, will do," and headed for the Club with a spring in my step.

I thought about Kate, the owner of the local lingerie store, as I worked out. She had given Sam and my wife her business card when they bought what is now known as "tommy's anniversary outfit" and told them I should come see her the next time I went panty shopping. So, at my wife's "encouragement", I took Kate's business card with me and went to the store to shop for some new panties. My wife was very clear that she wanted me to give Kate the card and to tell her that my wife and her boyfriend had been into the store a year ago and bought something pretty for me and that I was coming back to buy some panties for me. I was mortified but, as my wife said, "That's the whole point, isn't it tommy? We both know you love the humili ation," and sent me on my way.

She was working in the store alone that day, thank god, and I told her exactly what my wife told me to say. I was mesmerized by this beautiful, large-busted, raven-haired beauty, which made this task even more difficult. She hesitated for just a second to absorb what I said and then broke into a knowing smile and said, "Come with me and let me show you a few things." She was very professional and showed me around the store to see the different types of panties and colors that were available. When we got to the g-string type panties she said, "These won't work for you because your little nuggets would hang out and that's just obscene. In this story, our aim is to dress our clients "classy, trash" which is a much sexier look, don't you agree?" I just nodded my head with a sheep-dog look and followed her like a puppy. When we returned to the counter with six pairs of panties in all different colors and styles, she reached into the case under the counter and threw a pair of fishnet pantyhose into the bag and said, "These are on the house." She gave me a very sexy smile and said, "I hope to see you again soon."

Shortly after that shopping trip, my wife and Sam were sitting at a sidewalk café having coffee and Kate was waking by and stopped to say hello and asked if she could join them. She told my wife, "Your husband stopped in the store the other day. Did you like what we picked out?" Sam and my wife both laughed and agreed that the purchases were lovely and enjoyed her company for almost an hour. Not long after that encounter, Kate ran into them again and spent more time talking to them over a glass of wine. It was clear that she was fascinated by our relationship and bemoaned the conservative nature of our little city. "You'd think I was running a brothel instead of a lingerie shop the way some of these people look at me," Kate mused. They had another fun evening of chatting together and before leaving my wife said, "You and your husband simply must come to dinner at our house this weekend." She had made a new friend and was very excited by the prospect of entertaining another open-minded couple at our house. I was simply excited at the chance to see this strong, confident beauty again and noticed that I had a bit of an erection starting in my workout shorts and decided I was done running on the treadmill.

On days like this, where I am free from the chastity cage, I like to enjoy the sauna after my workout and then to shower in the locker room before going home. Obviously, when I'm in chastity, which is most of the time, the risk of my chastity being discovered by others would be too great in the sauna or shower room, so I usually just wait and shower at home. As I entered the sauna, I saw that a few of my workout buddies were already sitting on the benches and they all greeted me warmly as they continued to chat amicably. I had developed a great rapport with the fellas over the last year and when they suggested we all go for a beer at the local tavern afterward, I told them, "That sounds great but it will have to be a quick one for me." So, we all showered up and walked the few blocks to the raucous bar at the beginning of happy hour.

As I finished the second pint of beer and paid my share of the tab, I bid the fellas farewell and headed out the door when my wife's words hit me, "Hurry home." I quickened my pace and arrived home about ten minutes later. My wife was in the kitchen arranging some flowers when I walked in and she turned to me asking, "Where have you been? I told you I wanted you to help get ready for this party."

"Sorry honey. I guess I lost track of time in my workout and stayed in the sauna too long. What can I do to help?" She directed me to set the table and light the scented candles that would fill the entire house with the sensual scent she liked best.

A few minutes later, Sam walked in the door carrying a box with a string tied around it and the name of the local bakery on the side. He walked into the kitchen and gave my wife a big hug and kiss while putting the box on the counter. As I came into the kitchen to retrieve the silverware, he said to me, "I saw you leaving McSorley's tommy and was going to stop and give you a ride but I needed to stop at the bakery and figured you would probably beat me home anyway."

My wife spun around from the counter with the garden shears in her hand and with venom in her voice asked incredulously, "McSorley's? You were at the bar?" Sam looked confused and I stood there like a deer in the headlights for a moment.

"Well, I did stop in for just a minute with the boys," my voice trailed off as I tried to think of something else to say.

"You lied to me?" she insinuated with even more anger in her voice. She turned to look at Sam with an exasperated look and said, "He just got done telling me he was late getting home because his workout and sauna went a bit long."

They both turned to look at me with piercing, disapproving eyes.

Sam took control and said in a very no-nonsense tone, "The caterer will be her any minute so we don't have time to dawdle. Boy, pull your pants down, bend over and get your hands on that counter." I could tell by his tone that I better do what I was told and to do it quickly. I dropped my pants and panties around my ankles and grabbed the nearest kitchen counter.

I heard Sam jerk the cabinet drawer open and looked over my shoulder to see he had grabbed the dreaded wooden spoon from the drawer. I almost teared up just seeing it. At one time, the wooden spoon was my wife's favorite spanking tool because it would get me howling in no time and left nasty welts and bruises all over my ass. He came back across the kitchen and said, "Do not lift your hands from that counter, boy," and proceeded to swat my bare ass five times before I jumped up howling as it felt like I'd been stung by a hundred bees. Sam barked, "Turn around!" I shuffled with the pants and panties still around my ankles to look at him and he demanded, "Hands out, palms up." I did as he commanded and he slapped the back of the wooden spoon down sharply on both palms. My hands felt like they were on fire but before I could fully process that pain, he said, "Now get back in position and don't you dare move your hands again." I did as he said and was tearing up and barely under control by the time he finished giving me another twenty hard swats with the awful wooden spoon. When he was done and I was still bent over holding the counter, he walked up next to me and said, "You're grounded for a week boy. You can go up and put on your chastity cage and get back down here to finish doing what your wife told you to do. We don't have time for you to thank me right now but you can do that later tonight." I contritely pulled my panties and pants back up and hurried out of the room under their disapproving glares.

When I came back down to finish setting the dining room table, I could hear my wife on the phone with Kate, "We can't wait to see you guys in a little while. This should be so much fun. By the way, I was wondering if I can ask a favor if it's not too much trouble. Is there any way to bring that outfit we were discussing the other day?" There was a brief pause, then, "Yes, that one. I think tonight would be a perfect debut for that one, don't you think?" I could faintly hear a squeal of delight on the other end of the line before my wife hung up the phone. She looked at me with a raised eyebrow and a look on her face that said, "Just wait until you see what's coming next." My dread only increased and my mood changed considerably from just a short time before.

Kate looked just as beautiful as I remembered and her husband looked the perfect match. He was tall with salt and pepper hair and a Mediterranean complexion that was striking. Both of them had charming smiles and friendly personalities that made people feel instantly comfortable in their presence. Kate handed a white box with a ribbon wrapped around it to my wife and Paul handed Sam a really nice bottle of Napa Valley Cabernet for the decanter.

My wife thanked Kate with a kiss to her cheek and then turned to me to say, "Tommy, this is actually for you so why don't you run upstairs and then come back to show us all how it looks?" I could feel the heat rising in my face as the wave of humili ation started to wash up in me as they all looked at me with amused, expectant smiles. I took the package from my wife and hurried up the stairs to my bedroom while they all retired to the kitchen and returned to their amicable conversation.

I opened the box to discover a black and white French Maid's outfit, complete with ribbon and bow neck piece, lacy gloves and hat. The outfit only had a sexy, layered skirt and no panties so I assumed that none should be worn. I put on the outfit and looked in my dresser mirror and felt like it was Halloween or something. The dangling chastity cage over my penis felt even more vulnerable and exposed under the skirt without any panties to cover them. I assumed the black high heels would also be required for the outfit so I went ahead and put those on over the white fishnet stockings and then with a deep breath I descended the stairs to join the party.

Kate's eyes opened wide and one hand covered her mouth as she gasped, "Oh my goodness," as I entered the living room. Everyone else turned to see and I noticed that Paul looked me up and down with an appraising but not disapproving look before smiling and nodding his head to Sam in an indication that he liked the outfit. My wife stood up and walked to the center of the room and waved her hands at me and said, "Well, don't you look adorable." Kate immediately agreed by saying, "He really does, doesn't he?" My wife turned to the group and said, "If everyone is ready, then I think it's time for dinner." Then, she said to me, "Boy, you can serve the soup now." As I passed through the dining room, I noticed the place setting for me had been removed so I assumed I wouldn't be eating with the adults tonight.

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The dinner party moved along well as both couples laughed and talked easily as they got to know each other better. As I was moving in and out of the dining room serving each course, I would catch snippets of their conversation and it was obvious that Kate and Paul were fascinated by our relationship. Eventually, while I was serving the praline pecan cheesecake covered with hot pecan caramel sauce for the dessert course, Paul asked, "So, is it mostly like a threesome thing and tommy likes to dress up sometime or what?"

"No, not really a threesome thing. Tommy never has sex with his wife. I take care of that for her," Sam said with a wink to my wife and she winked back. "And I've never asked him so I don't know if tommy actually likes to wear girly clothes but when he's bad or I want to get his attention I've found that putting him in something pretty works quite well." Sam smiled as I began to blush again and I tried to finish serving the cheesecake as quick as possible so I could get out of the room.

"So, he never gets to have any sex?" Kate asked incredulously.

"Oh, he's incredible with his tongue," my wife said with a "you know what I mean" look on her face. "I know how much he loves to do it, so I make sure he gets ample opportunity to please me."

Sam piped in, "And of course when he's not caged I'm sure he beats that little thing like there's no tomorrow."

"Caged?" Paul asked quizzically.

I was just about to exit the dining room when Sam stopped me by saying, "tommy, lift your skirt and show them." I slowly turned back around to face the seated diners. I had a pleading look on my face hoping Sam would change his mind but it was obvious everyone was waiting to see what was under the French maid's skirt. I lifted the skirt and displayed my little penis with chastity cage for all to see.

For the second time that night, Kate covered her mouth with one hand and said, "Oh my goodness!" It was quiet for a few seconds and then Kate asked, "Can I see it closer?" Sam pointed to indicate that I should walk over to Kate with my skirt still held up for closer inspection.

She didn't hesitate to cup my balls in her hand and lift the entire package so she could see everything better. After a minute, she released my balls so everything swung back down with a jingle and turned to my wife and said, "My, it really is tiny, isn't it?" My wife gave a "I told you so" nod of the head and both men chuckled at her brazenness.

As I dropped my skirt and started to leave, Sam said, "Wait boy. Since you're showing off for us, why don't you raise your skirt and show them what happens to bad boys in this house." I closed my eyes in humili ation and with my back still to them I raised the back of the skirt to display my welted behind.

I thought I could hear an excited gasp from Kate. "Wow, what did he do to deserve that whipping?" Paul asked.

"Tell them boy," my wife said from her chair just behind me.

"I lied," I mumbled quietly.

"I can't hear you boy. Turn around and answer your wife," Sam demanded.

I turned around with eyes cast down to the floor and said in a louder but still soft voice, "I lied to my wife."

"And what do bad boys do after getting spanked in this house?" Sam continued.

I hesitated and answered uncertainly, "Get grounded to my room?"

Sam relented, "And?"

I looked up with pleading eyes and added, "Thank you for the spanking," hoping that would be good enough.
However, Sam wasn't done with me yet and pressed further, "Thank me how?"

I stood there for a long moment and then looked at him without lifting my chin from my chest and said, "I suck your big cock."

I could see Kate and Paul look at each other with shocked surprise and then at Sam and my wife before Kate said, "Wow, that sounds absolutely marvelous! I am so glad we met you guys. This is just incredible."

Sam then dismissed me to get the coffee started.

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As Paul and Kate were leaving for the night and thanking my wife and Sam for a wonderful evening, Kate said enthusiastically, "God, what I would give to have my own maid around the house like you do. You both are so lucky."
My wife agreed and then a thought came to her when she said, "You know Kate, Sam and I are going to a function down in DC next week and since tommy is grounded we could probably use a babysitter. Would you be interested?" she asked conspiratorially.

Kate looked to Paul with a hopeful, excited look and he just shrugged and nodded his head in agreement before she answered emphatically, "Absolutely!"

My wife said, "Great, we will drop him off at your house on our way there. Thank you so much!" They all said a cheerful "Goodnight" as Sam closed the door.

Something tells me that Tommy's going to regret his lying and the consequences! I'm sure Kate will think of something suitable for him to do while 'baby sitting'.

Love the French maid outfit !!
Droopy and Miss

Fantastic, heels and facing the corner wall is an experience I know to well with my wife and her lover (ex-husband)
Bravo, pls. continue....

Loving this story!

I think Kate will put Tommy to good use!

CHAPTER 11
It was a long week as I anticipated the upcoming "babysitting" visit with Kate and Paul. Other than the trip to buy panties at Kate's lingerie store and the recent dinner at our house, my experience with public humil iation was very limited and I was a bit anxious at being exposed and humiliated in front of this couple again. On the other hand, I also couldn't deny that I was terribly excited to see Kate again – especially in the context of this babysitting visit. Would she make me get naked? Would she get naked? Would I get to have oral sex with her? If I hadn't been grounded and in chastity all week, I would undoubtedly have spent the week beating my poor little penis like it owed me money!

My wife didn't help matters as she teased me all week. She made comments like, "is my little boy excited about going to the babysitters?" and "I hear Paul is really well-hung. Think you'll get to find out?" and my favorite, "Kate says they're having the best sex in years thinking about babysitting you." I also overheard her on the phone with Kate saying, "We just want you all to have fun. No real rules but he is grounded so no alco hol, chastity stays on, and usually an early bedtime but that's up to you. Otherwise, he'll know that I expect him to obey you and do as he's told."

By the time the day finally arrived, I was a nervous wreck. Paul and Kate live on a large, wooded lot with a long driveway that winds back to their house. So, Sam and my wife decided that there was no reason that I couldn't show up dressed in something attractive since they didn't have any neighbors to worry about. My wife decided on the fishnet pantyhose that Kate had given me during my visit to her store held up by a sexy, black garterbelt and daisy duke cutoff shorts where the garterbelt peeked out of the top and bottom of the shorts. She also included a pair of high heel, over the ankle boots and a black, lace-up corset top. I don't know if it looked classy but it definitely looked trashy!

During the drive to their house, I was sunk down into the backseat so nobody in a passing car could see how I was dressed. I was perspiring and my stomach had butterflies. My wife looked at me from the front passenger seat and warned me, "I better get really good reports on your behavior tonight tommy. Kate is really looking forward to this and I don't want you spoiling it for her. Besides, I know you can't take your eyes off her big tits so just imagine it's me except with an awesome rack!" Sam and my wife both laughed and Sam assured her that there was nothing wrong with her beautiful tatas.

As we pulled up to their house, Kate and Paul were already standing on the front porch to greet us. They were both dressed stylishly casual and looked like a beautiful couple right off the cover of an LL Bean catalogue. Sam and my wife got out of the car as I mustered up the courage to do this. Sam said, "We really appreciate you guys babysitting tommy for us. If he gives you any trouble, let me know and we'll take care of it when we get home."

They all laughed and Paul replied, "Don't you worry. I'm sure we'll have no trouble and Kate can't wait to babysit."

They all looked my way, waiting for me to exit the car, so I finally pushed the door open and got out.
Paul looked amused at my appearance and Kate was beaming. "Aww, he wore my fishnets. That's so sweet! I just love your outfit tommy and don't you worry because we are going to try so many other outfits tonight!" She seemed giddy with excitement.

My wife gave me a kiss on the cheek and whispered, "Have fun tonight, boy," and then patted my bottom as she and Sam got back in the car and drove away.

Kate had come down the stairs of the porch and held out her hand toward me like she was assuring a six-year old that everything was going to be alright and encouraging me to come with her. So, I sighed and took her hand as we walked into their mountain lodge style home.

Once inside, Paul and Kate took me on a tour of their beautiful home. Apparently, it was built to resemble Paul's chil dhood home in Montana where his family owned a large cattle farm. He had moved to the east coast to attend Georgetown Law and lived in the DC area ever since. He and Kate met at a DC lobbying firm where she was his intern and the spark between them was lit almost immediately. I was surprised to learn that he was almost 20 years her senior due to his fitness and youthful appearance. It was obvious that Kate still adored him after more than 15 years of marriage.

If it hadn't been for the ridiculous way I was dressed, the tour and easy conversation would have been a perfectly normal afternoon visit between three adults. However, that changed when we returned to the living room where ani mal skin rugs adorned the floors and trophies from Paul's hunting trips were mounted on the walls, and Paul said in a matter-of-fact tone, "I think now would be a good time for you to get naked." We were standing in the middle of the room and I stood there surprised at the sudden change in our interaction and wasn't sure what to do. He and Kate walked over to the couch and sat down next to each other. They leaned back as he put his arm confidently around her shoulder as if they were getting ready to watch a movie together. Kate's eyes were dancing with excitement as she sat there waiting for me to respond. "Come now, don't be shy. A cute little girl like you must get naked in front of people all the time," Paul encouraged.

I wanted to correct him and assure him I was no "little girl" but there didn't seem to be any sense in correcting him at the moment. I started to untie the lace-up corset but he stopped me and said, "No, take off your pants first so we can see your little dicklet and you can leave the boots and pantyhose on as well." I was feeling completely exposed and vulnerable but did as he asked and pulled down the tight, cutoff jeans to expose my caged penis and ass. I stepped out of the jeans and stood there shyly waiting for his next command.

"Come stand closer so we can see you better," Paul directed. There was a coffee table in front of the couch that appeared to be made from one slice of an enormous tree and the couple moved forward to sit on the edge of the couch as I stood on the other side of the coffee table. "Take off your top and then step up on the table," he commanded, before adding, "Don't worry, it's a very strong table and will hold your weight." I untied the corset top and removed it before stepping up a little wobbly due to the high heels of the boots I was wearing and stood there looking at the couple uncertainly as I tried to figure out what was going to happen.

The two of them looked at my half naked body up and down and began to talk like I wasn't even there. "I think you should start by shaving all of the hair below her neck," Paul said to his wife. "At least she doesn't have any pubic hair so hopefully that won't take too long."

"Definitely, and then I can do her make-up and add a cute little pixie wig," Kate giggled.

"She's actually got some muscle tone so she should look cute with perky little falsies, don't you think?" Paul asked while trying to visualize it in his head. "Kind of a tomboy look."

I was shocked when I realized they were going to shave the hair on my body and to totally feminize me. I started to panic just a bit but before I could say anything Paul got up and stood right in front of me and asked, "tommy we're having steaks for dinner. You're not vegan are you?" I shook my head "No" and he said, "Good, then I'll get the grill started and everything should be ready by the time you girls get back downstairs." He then walked out of the living room toward the kitchen.

I looked down to Kate and she could see my panic and got up from the couch to take my hand and help me off the table saying, "Don't worry. This will be a night you'll never forget. The first of many hopefully!" Then she led me by the hand up the big wooden staircase.

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The master bedroom was an impressive room that featured lots of dark woods softened by the velvet fabrics and Persian wall hangings that adorned the walls. The lights had been cleverly concealed in the wooden walls and ceilings so the room was bathed in a warm, yellow glow that seemed to emanate from the wood itself. There was a big four-poster bed along one wall and two doors that led into two separate walk-in closets on the other walls. However, the master bathroom was even more impressive with lots of black marble and natural stone. The shower was a walk-in that took up half the room and was large enough to fit four people comfortably. There was a waterfall shower on the far side and two rain shower heads built into the ceiling above. I couldn't help but imagine Kate naked with the rain showering down over her naked body.

My fantasy was interrupted when Kate said, "Let's get the rest of these clothes off of you," and she bent down on one knee to unzip and remove my high heel boots. She quickly had me completely naked except for the evil chastity cage that was now squeezing my penis painfully as it tried to become erect. She pressed some buttons on the panel next to the shower and the water began to flow out of the wall over the waterfall ledge and from the rain shower heads above. "You'll love it," she said with a smile and put her hand on my butt cheek and gently urged me toward the falling water. The hot water felt amazing as it cascaded over my head from the waterfall and the rain shower felt like a million little fingers gently massaging my entire body.

As I stood there with my eyes closed enjoying the sensations of the hot water, I suddenly felt Kate's naked, and now wet, body slide up against my back as she wrapped her arms around me and pressed me against her. I could feel her large breasts flatten against my back as she slid her hands to my chest and used her middle finger on each hand to caress each of my wet nipples in slow circles before taking each nipple between her thumb and index finger and twisting them back and forth.

Eventually she released my nipples, ending this sweet torment, and allowed me to turn around. She was absolutely stunning and even more beautiful than I could have imagined. The fact that she and Paul never had chil dren was evident in the perfect lines of her body and flat stomach. She was shaven completely bare and her nipples stood out like erasers on her magnificent breasts. I was seeing a completely naked woman for the first time in more than a year and what a truly glorious sight she was to behold!

She reached inside a shelf that was built into the shower wall and removed a razor and shaving cream. One part of my brain was trying to yell out, "Don't let her shave the hair from your body," while the other louder part was shutting down that thought and saying, "She can do anything she wants." She put shaving cream in her hand like an ice cream cone and then ran her hands all over my chest to cover it in the shaving cream lather. She added a bit more shaving cream to her hand and slid up next to me with her lips brushing my ear as she slid her hand down my stomach until she got to the chastity cage and then slid it back up to finish covering my stomach and pubic area in the lather. She took the razor and slid it down my chest and I watched as white shaving cream and hair plopped in clumps on the black shower floor as she removed all the hair from the front of my body. I stood there totally entranced like I was in a dream, not speaking a word, as she slid behind me and massaged the shaving cream all over my back and continued shaving the hair from my body. After she finished with my back, she came back in front of me and dropped to her knees with her face inches from my caged penis. She reached up and cupped my dangling balls in one hand and lightly kneaded them as she puckered her lips and blew softly on my penis that was straining painfully against the cage. I started to fear that I might have an orgasm at any moment and began to breath in ragged breaths. She just smiled sexily from her knees and released my balls and began to lather and shave each of my legs.

By the time she was done, I was nearly mad with desire and felt my legs trembling under me. She stepped over the black marble curb that defined the shower's edge and, after hitting a button that turned off all of the water, she grabbed a big, fluffy towel and handed it to me. "Would you like to dry me off first?" I realized that these were the first words either of us had said since I entered this amazing shower and it worked to snap me out of my reverie.

"Oh, yes. Please," I answered meekly. She just smiled sexily at me and held her arms up over her head to allow me access to her entire body. I dried her arms and hair first and then started massaging the towel over her large breasts, perhaps a bit longer than was required to dry them, and then moved around her to dry her back. I dropped to my knees with my face only inches from her perfectly rounded ass and with the towel in both hands I slid them up and down her leg until I got to her pussy and lightly ran the fluffy towel over her pubic area. She gasped quietly as the towel brushed across her clitoris and then I did the same thing with the other leg until finally finishing by rubbing the mounds of her ass until they were polished dry.

She turned slightly and looked down over shoulder at me and said, "Do you want to dry yourself or would you rather I did it?" I thought for a moment and realized it was very likely that my little penis would explode if she even touched me at this point, so I squeaked out, "I can do it myself." She just gave me a sexy little smile and stepped back out of the shower and went into the bedroom.

I toweled myself off quickly and noticed how strangely smooth and sensitive my entire body felt. I went into the bedroom and Kate was standing, still naked, by the makeup table waiting for me. "Come sit here tommy," she said sweetly. I was back into a trance again and did as she asked, sitting naked on the bench cushion in front of a large mirror. The table was neatly organized with a variety of makeup items and Kate wasted no time in rubbing foundational makeup onto my cheeks. Before I knew it, she had completely transformed my face into something unrecognizable. My eyes were lined in eyeshadow, eyebrows thinned out and eyelashes curled up. My lips were a very bright red and somehow appeared puffier than usual. She walked into one of the walk-in closets and brought back a pixie-cut wig and fit it onto my head. She looked in the mirror over my shoulder and seemed very pleased with the results and asked, "Do you love it?"

I looked at her beautiful face reflected in the mirror and before I could even answer she was dancing across the room and back into the walk-in closet. She came back with a variety of silky items over her arm and said, "Let's get you dressed my sweet little girl." I was confused by the "girl" reference but got up from the bench and stood in front of her as she started to dress me in a pair of silky panties. "I wish you weren't wearing this bulky thing," she said referring to the chastity device. "It completely ruins the pretty look of the panties. I could have easily taped your little clitty back out of the way and made these look so sexy." Having this beautiful woman refer to my small penis as a "little clitty" made me blush but at this point I felt she could do or say anything she wanted with me. Next, she took a pair of small foam falsies and put them into a very sexy brassiere that matched the panties and told me to raise my arms so she could put on the bra. After she snapped it closed and was satisfied with the fit, I looked down at my chest and saw that nipples were protruding from the bra like a pop-up on a turkey thermometer. I did indeed have "perky, little breasts." She finished the outfit with a long, flowing, sheer robe that matched the other two pieces of lingerie and a pair of open-toed slippers with fur the same color as the outfit.

When she was done, she stepped back to look me up and down and I could see the sparkle of joy in her eyes. I also could see her nipples were rock-hard as a sign of her excitement. She held both of my hands in hers, and said giddily, "I can't wait for Paul to see you. But first, you've got to give mommy some sweet kisses with that very talented mouth I've heard so much about." She hopped up on the bed with her legs dangling over the end. The bed was high enough off the floor that her feet could not touch as she sat on the edge with arms behind her to hold her up. She spread her legs wide and I could see that her smooth pussy was already moist and begging for attention. As I stood there entranced by her beauty and raw sexuality, it dawned on me that she did not see me as a man at all. She had transformed me into her little girl and would never look at me as anything else.

I pushed this thought out of my head and wasted no time getting on my knees to do everything I could to please this incredible, sexy woman. Before long, she quit sitting up and laid back on the bed and put her feet up on the bed while my mouth stayed locked onto her pussy. Her moaning started to get very loud and passionate. I could tell by the way her hips were gyrating against my face that she was getting very close to cumming. It was then that we both heard Paul yell up the stairs, "Dinner is ready! The steaks are resting so you two girls need to get down here so we can eat."

Kate gasped in frustration and moaned, "You've got to be kidding me. He has the worst possible timing," she said in a desperate tone. "I'll be he did that on purpose," she pouted as she sat back up on the bed and paused as if deciding what to do.

She seemed to make up her mind and with a sigh yelled back, "Coming dear! I just need to finish getting dressed." Then, she looked at me kneeling between her legs on the floor and said, "Go dry off your face and I'll freshen up your makeup real quick after I get dressed. Also, dry off your clitty before that wet spot in your panties gets any bigger. You don't want Paul thinking you're a little slut do you?" I looked down and realized that despite my penis not able to get erect inside the chastity cage, I was leaking pre-cum and creating a large growing stain on the satin panties. My head was buzzing like a hornet's nest from the sexual stimulation and growing frustration and I tried to bring my breathing under control as I got up and retrieved the towel that we used before.

A few minutes later, we both were descending the stairs – me in the lingerie she had dressed me in, and Kate in a pair of short shorts, tight t-shirt and high heel sandals. Her shorts were tight enough that it was obvious she wasn't wearing panties and you could see the outline of her pussy lips through the material. Her t-shirt was similarly tight with her nipples still erect and showing prominently through the thin material. She had also put on an intoxicating perfume that filled my nostrils as we walked into the dining room hand-in-hand.

Paul was sitting at the head of the table in a big oak, high-back chair, and let out an appreciative whistle when we walked into the room. "My, don't you two look absolutely ravishing," and then added, "if a bit slutty, my dear," he said with raised eyebrows referring to his wife. She gave an innocent "What do you mean?" look and then sat in a matching chair at the other end of the dining room table. There was a place setting between the two with a smaller chair that was obviously for me so I took my seat with my hands in my lap. Paul had put a filet, baked potato and asparagus on each plate. There were also pottery bowls with salad next to each plate.

As I looked around the table, minding my manners by waiting for the host to begin eating first, I noticed a round wooden paddle that was a bit bigger than a ping pong paddle sitting on the table next to Paul. Someone had painted "Daddy's Little Helper" in a woman's handwriting on the back of the paddle. Paul noticed that I saw it and looked me in the eye while saying, "I promised your wife that you would get at least one spanking while you were here. Lying is such a terrible sin, don't you think? Certainly, unbecoming of a sweet girl. You will be punished," and then he began eating.

I guessed that he placed the paddle there so I could see it and think about it during the entire meal and he was correct. As I sat there eating quietly in my small chair between the two adults, I couldn't help but feel like a contrite ch ild at the dinner table after being told by his parents, "Just wait until after dinner." I didn't eat much because my stomach was jumpy from all the excitement and stimulus. Paul asked, "Was the steak not cooked to your liking, tommy?" I assured him it was cooked perfectly but I just wasn't hungry tonight. He responded, "Well, if you're done eating then you can take your plate to the kitchen."

I started to get up when Paul snapped, "Did you ask to be excused from the table?"

Surprised, I quickly answered, "Uh no. Umm, can I be excused from the table?"

Paul nodded his head and said, "Yes, you may. Also, there are some pots and pans in the sink so you can wash those along with your dishes. You can come and get our dishes after we finish eating." Then, he seemed to dismiss me as he returned to eating his dinner. I looked at the floor in front of me and carried my plate to the kitchen.

I went about cleaning the dishes in the sink and then went back to the dining room to retrieve the dishes from Paul and Kate. Paul said, "Take those to the kitchen and then let's all retire to the living room. You can finish the dishes later." I quickly did as he asked and when I came back through the dining room they both arose from their chairs and Paul, with paddle in hand, led the way into the living room. As he walked toward the couch, he turned toward his wife who was following behind and said, "Kate, get naked." She looked surprised at first, and then delighted, as she stopped right there in the middle of the living room and shed her clothes in seconds.

Paul sat back on the couch as I stopped next to Kate and Paul put his hands behind his head and said with a big smile, "OK girls, put on a show for me."

I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do and just stood there frozen for a moment before looking to Kate for an answer. It only took one glimpse of her gorgeous body to get my blo od boiling again and my pulse quickened. Her eyes took on a smoky, sensual haze as she reached for me and pulled me to her lustfully. She planted her lips tightly against mine and stuck her tongue in my mouth. Her lips and tongue attacked me and it felt odd to be kissing her so intimately in front of her husband. It was then that I realized he didn't view me as a man either and was watching his wife with another woman.

I returned her advances by putting a hand on each of her asscheeks and returned her kisses. I don't know if it was the passion of the kiss or if I wanted to show them both that I could be a man, I pulled her crotch aggressively to grind against my own and could feel the cage pressed against her pubic mound. Kate broke the kiss and grabbed my head with both hands and with handfuls of hair she pulled my mouth down to her heaving chest. She smashed my face onto one of her heaving breasts. I took as much of her tit into my mouth as possible and sucked on her nipples until she flinched from the pain. She didn't pull away and instead dragged my head to her other nipple and had me do the same thing to that one. Paul threw a pillow on the big bearskin rug next to us and, without a word being said, Kate dropped to the floor. She lay on her back with knees up and spread lewdly so that her pussy was pointing directly at her husband as she held his gaze while licking her lips sensually. She smiled at me and with a nod of the head whispered, "Eat me sweetie," to indicate I should get on my knees between her legs. I picked up where I left off previously in the bedroom with my eager mouth planted on her pussy. She must have put a dab of the perfume on each thigh because the intoxicating aroma of her arousal combined with her perfume in my nostrils. I was a bit shocked at how wet she was already and within minutes she was shrieking in a powerful orgasm. I felt a gush of thick fluid spray onto my face and she squeezed my face into her pussy until the squirting stopped. She finally pushed my licking tongue away from her overly sensitive pussy and clitoris.

I sat back on my heels wiping Kate's heavenly fluids from my eyes and looked first at the beautiful, sensual, naked woman sprawled on the floor in front of me and then turned to see Paul still sitting on the couch watching us intently. He waited for us to catch our breath before saying, "I want you both to come over here and lay over this coffee table with your asses up. You'll need to take those panties off tommy. You can wipe your face off later." I swallowed hard and looked at Kate who sat up quickly and got to her feet while holding out her hand to me. I must have been quite a sight as I knelt there with smeared makeup and covered in her ejaculation. I took her hand and we walked over to the big wooden coffee table together. She knelt down facing her husband sitting on the couch on the other side of the table and pulled my hand to urge me to kneel down next to her. Then, without letting go of my hand, she leaned over the coffee table and raised her hips up into the air to display the beautiful round mounds of her ass. I swallowed again and followed her example and did the same while continuing to hold her hand.

Paul got up from the couch and walked behind us with paddle in hand. He paced back and forth a couple of times before saying, "You will be first," and then placed one hand on his wife's back and swung the paddle down with a snap on her asscheek. She yelped, "Oh my" and then gasped before raising her hips again. He repeated this ten times and she cried out each time but never moved from her spot. Then, he lifted his hand from her back and came over to me lifting the robe so it rested on my back and exposed my bare ass. "Ready?" he asked sternly. I nodded my head "Yes" and he answered with the first hard crack of the paddle. I tried to stifle a shout and started to breathe heavily as I struggled to stay down. Kate squeezed my hand as she continued to lay next to me on the table and Paul rubbed his hand over my bare ass. "So nice and smooth," he said. "It will look even lovelier when it is a bright red." Then he proceeded to give me another fifteen swats with the paddle without pausing in between spanks. If Kate hadn't been holding my hand tight throughout the ordeal, I don't know if I could have stayed down with my ass up but I wanted to show her that I could do it.

Paul went back behind his wife and gave her another five rapid-fire spankings and then returned to give me ten more as well. He placed the paddle on the table next to his wife's head and she lifted herself up enough to kiss the paddle and then, still on her knees, she wrapped her arms around both of his legs and hugged him as he stroked her hair lovingly. He saw me watching them and he waved with his fingers to indicate that I should join them so I got up to my knees and shuffled over to them and joined her by wrapping one arm around her and one arm around his legs in a kind of group hug – us, red-assed and on our knees, and him towering over us stroking each of our hair.

A minute later he said, "Now, I'll let you two thank me for the proper spanking you got." He stepped back to the couch and removed all of his clothes and leaned back onto the couch to get comfortable with his cock waiting lewdly for our attention at the edge of the couch. Kate crawled to him on all fours so I followed behind her on my hands and knees. She got on one side of him and, with her eyes, indicated that I should get on the other side. She raised his impressive cock to her lips and I could see that my wife's comment about Paul being well-hung" was no lie. After a brief time, Kate pulled the head from her mouth and offered it to me. I wanted to please her and Paul and went eagerly for it and felt him getting harder in my mouth. Kate and I continued as tag-team cocksuckers until we had Paul's cock at full erection. I could see that it was about the same length as Sam but fatter. I couldn't imagine how somebody as petite as Kate could get all of that inside of her.

Suddenly, we were all startled when a cell phone starting ringing on a table next to the couch. Paul picked it up as he pulled my head back to suck his cock and handed the phone to Kate saying, "It's tommy's wife." She took the phone from him and I could only hear one side of the conversation as she said, "Hi sweetheart......No, she's been a peach......no, no problem at all......you should just stay overnight and get her in the morning.......believe me, it's no problem.......well, she's got her mouth full right now.... Sure, I can hold the phone so she can hear," she laughed at whatever my wife said and then held the phone next to my ear while Paul held my head on his cock to indicate that I shouldn't stop what I was doing.

"I hope you're being a good boy tommy but it sounds like you're having fun." My wife said with a laugh. I assumed she could hear the slurping and sucking noises through the phone. "We're going to stay in DC tonight so we'll be by there in the morning to get you. Be a good boy and do everything that you are told. Make me proud. Goodnight," and then "click" the phone went dead.

Paul took the phone from Kate and replaced it on the table, looking at his wife's beaming face. "She gets to spend the night with us," Kate gushed excitedly. Paul smiled and said, "Then I guess we should move this party upstairs."

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The next morning, Sam and my wife pulled up to the house mid-morning and I came out in a new powder blue babydoll nightie. Kate had dressed me in it right before we all fell asleep in their big four-poster bed the night before. My other outfit had gotten wet in the shower after all of us went into the shower to wash up following a two-hour orgy where Paul filled all of our holes. I still don't know how he got that monster in my ass but having Kate sitting on my face while Paul had my legs over his shoulders saying he was going to fuck my "slutty little pussy" probably put me in a headspace where they could have done anything they wanted to me. They kept my tongue constantly busy while my penis dribbled continuously through the chastity cage. In the shower, I was directed to lay down on the shower floor with the water raining down on us and the two of them stood over me and peed on me until their bladders were empty. Kate had stood right over my face with a foot on either side of my head saying "Open your mouth you little slut." I was afraid I'd drown with all of the water and urine splashing into my eyes and open mouth but I didn't care as long as I got to look up and see those beautiful tits and the heaven that was her pussy.

My wife and Sam looked on in amusement as I stumbled into the back of the car looking like a well-used whore with traces of the makeup still on my face. Kate said, "Please let us watch her anytime you need a babysitter. She was such a delight!" and she hugged my wife as Paul shook Sam's hand and agreed that they'd both love to babysit any time. As we started to pull away, Kate blew me a kiss and I waved meekly back to her with my fingers. My wife laughed and said, "Awww, I think tommy has a crush."

Then Sam asked in a confused voice, "Did Kate say we'll watch HER anytime?"

I answered tiredly, "Don't ask. It's a long story."

My wife giggled saying, "I can't wait to get home and hear all about this. I want to hear every detail!"

Sam agreed and added, "I guess being grounded wasn't all bad, huh boy?"



An Excerpt From a Future "Adventures with Sam and My Wife" Story

"Tommy, you aren't going to believe the exciting news I have," my wife's face was brimming with excitement as she burst into my bedroom that morning. I was still only half awake but rubbed my eyes wondering what happened overnight to make her this excited. "Sam and I are going to get married!" she said with glee.

I was shocked and felt like I'd been hit with a sledgehammer as I stammered, "Does that mean .... we're getting a ....." She cut me off laughing and said, "A divorce? Don't be silly! I love you too much and could never find anyone that worships me the way you do. I would never divorce you tommy." She went on, "We decided that since we are living like man and wife that we should actually be man and wife. It turns out we've both also dreamed of having a destination wedding in the Caribbean so we're going to get married in Jamaica where at least the Government of Jamaica will always consider us man and wife."

Relief washed over me as the shock that she might leave me passed, but I was still bewildered by the announcement of her pending nuptials. "When?" was the best my foggy brain could come up with as I sat up in bed.

"We were talking in bed last night and one thing led to another and the next thing I knew he was proposing and we were planning a wedding!" she said exuberantly.

"No, I mean when are you getting married?" It sounded so weird to be asking MY WIFE when she was getting married. It was like being in some bizarro world but I guess this shouldn't have been any more strange than some of the other things that happened around here.

"Oh, we were thinking of doing it in a couple of months if we can get it setup that quick. Nothing real fancy. Maybe just the three of us. Sam wants you to be the best man! And guess what tommy?" she asked in an excited, sexy voice. "They have a nude beach at the resort we want to stay at. Can you imagine how awesome it will be for the three of us to walk naked down the beach with me in the middle holding each of your hands? Of course, Sam will have a nice swinging dick between his legs and you'll be wearing a chastity cage on your little wee-wee."

I was already dreading this wedding and I only knew about it for two minutes.

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Should be left at home to be babysat
Droopy and Miss

I love the way Kate continually edges Tommy by making him lick her already excited pussy, but Paul has unfinished business with him, Paul hasn't fucked him into complete $ubmission yet.
I'm loving this story!

Bravo, great read ! my wife is following this thread and has me giving her head until she c0ms it is lasting longer and longer before she is satisfied.

cuckold_2
If your wife is reacting like that to the story then it was all worth the effort!