Making The Pefect Husband

MAKING THE PERFECT HUSBAND

Mark agrees to participate in a research project a few weeks before his wedding. At the same time, his relationship with his fiancé takes a strange twist. Is it all just coincidence?

Not Written by me. It’s a work of Joe Burante.





CHAPTER 1: THE RESEARCH PROJECT



Mark Jones was savoring the rich taste of his coffee early in the morning when his phone rang. He glanced at the caller-id and did not recognize the number. ‘Probably a sales call,’ he thought. He decided to answer it anyway.



A cheerful woman’s voice filled his ears. “Good morning Mr. Jones. My name is Isabella and I work for the Northstar Research Group. We are conducting a research project and your name was referred to us as a possible candidate to participate.”



Mark did not want to be roped into a research project, but he was intrigued. Isabella was very pleasant and so he figured he give her a few minutes to explain and then he’d find an excuse to not participate. “A research project? What type of research?”



“We are studying the effects of hypnosis on people and the choices they make. The study will be conducted over a three week period and you will be paid $250 a week.”



Now she had his attention. Mark glanced at his calendar. He was getting married in two weeks. He’d probably be busy in the last week but for $250 a week he’d make it work. He had recently bought a house with his fiancée and with the wedding expenses, he sure could use the extra money.



Before he could answer Isabella said, “Mr. Jones I’d like to explain the project in more detail with you. Why don’t you come down to my office tonight?”



He was already hooked and so he easily agreed. “Sure I’d love to.”



Mark arrived at Isabella’s office promptly at 6:00. It was located in a corporate complex not far from where Mark worked. The parking lot was empty as most business people had left for the day. Mark found his way to Suite 250 and opened the large frosted glass door.



The foyer was very modern looking. The walls were painted a bold purple color and the ceiling was a deep black color. The foyer was dotted with small cone shaped lights which hung on long chords that stretched up to the ceiling. A receptionist sat below large silver letters that read Northstar Research Group. The receptionist wore a phone headset and sat behind a simple glass top desk. The only thing visible on the desk was a flat screen monitor and keyboard. There were no papers, pens, files, or writing pads. It was clear that her only job was to greet guests, take calls, and look sexy.



She was more than qualified for the sexy part. Mark could clearly see her slender stocking clad legs beneath the desk. The skirt she wore was so short, that as visitors approached it left them wondering if she was wearing anything from the waist down. Mark could smell her perfume as he approached the desk. He thought it smelled pretty and inviting. The blond girl smiled and cheerfully welcomed him.



“Good evening. You must be Mr. Jones. Miss Kiersten is expecting you.”



Mark wanted to say something clever to the cute girl, but instead he stuttered slightly and said, “Ah, yes that’s me.”



From the side of the room, Mark heard a soft soothing voice that he recognized from the phone call earlier. “Thank you for welcoming Mark Chrissie.” Mark turned to see a slender woman walking toward him. He was surprised at how young she was. He imagined a hypnotist to be an older somewhat strange person.



She approached Mark and extended her hand. “I’m Isabella. So nice of you to come down on such short notice Mark.”



Mark shook her hand, “No problem at all. This sounds like an interesting project.”



“It’s is an interesting project and I know you are going to love it too. It will be a fun experience for you.”



Isabella led Mark down a small hallway and into her oversized office. On one side of the room a small desk sat in front of a large book shelf that was filled with various journals. The remaining part of the office reminded Mark of a suite in a hotel. There was a couch and two plush arm chairs. A comforting blue oriental rug covered the middle of the sitting area. Isabella motioned for Mark to sit in on the couch.



Mark sunk into the couch while Isabella took a seat across from him. The cozy couch and dim lighting was comforting to Mark. While Mark relaxed, Isabella was all business. She sat upright in the chair and crossed her legs. Her blond hair was pulled above her head in a bun. Her writing tablet and the round thin-rimmed glasses she wore gave her a studious look. Mark seemed to sink deeper into the couch, giving the perception that Isabella was towering above him. It was a bit awkward for Mark, but the nice view of Isabella’s legs made up for the awkwardness.



Isabella started, “Thank you for agreeing to participate in the study Mark. The study will last for two weeks and you will be required to come to my office two or three times a week during that time. Does that work for you?”



“That should not be a problem.”



Their discussion was interrupted by the entrance of Chrissie. She walked in carrying two mugs in her hand. As she walked across the room, Mark could see that she was indeed wearing a skirt. It was an extremely short leather skirt. The lacy tops of her stockings were visible and Mark could clearly see the straps of her garter belt. He thought she looked incredibly sexy, but he wondered how Isabella could allow her to dress in such a provocative way at work.



Chrissie announced, “your tea is ready Miss Kiersten.” She placed the mugs on a small round end table next to Isabella’s chair.



Isabella offered one cup to Mark. “Try this tea Mark. It’s so good and very relaxing.”



Mark did not usually drink tea but he politely took the mug and sipped the warm liquid. It was just the right temperature and was smooth and full of flavor. Mark commented, “I love the flavor. I’m not a big tea drinker, but this tea tastes delicious.”



Isabella smiled at his compliment. Then she dismissed Chrissie. “Thank you for making such wonderful tea. Mark is my last appointment so you may go home now.”



Chrissie leaned over to give Isabella a kiss. “Good night Miss Kiersten.”



Mark was delightfully surprised to get a nice view of her ass. The only fabric visible was a small black thong. The quick flash of her ass left an erotic impression on Mark. He was even more surprised when Chrissie leaned over to him and gave him a peck on the cheek. Her warm lips sent erotic chills through Mark. He also got a quick view down her shirt as she leaned forward. She was not wearing a bra and so Mark was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her nipples. Chrissie sweetly said, “So nice to meet you Mark. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”



Slightly stunned at her openness, Mark replied, “yes, ah..nice to meet you. Have a good night.”



When Chrissie walked away, Isabella went right back to business. “Mark, as I said on the phone, this study involves hypnosis. You will be given recordings to listen to each night and I will also hypnotize you a few times. Throughout the project I will be asking you questions about some products and you will also be asked to try a few products. Have you ever been hypnotized before?”



“No.”



“That’s not a problem. It’s really quite simple.”



Mark had several questions about hypnosis and Isabella did a fantastic job at answering them. Finally she said, “It’s all about relaxing and opening your mind. Would you like to try a simple relaxation exercise?”



“Sure,” agreed Mark. He was already feeling relaxed from the tea.



“Close your eyes and take a deep breath.”



Mark followed her instructions and took a deep breath. Isabella guided him into breathing deeply and relaxing. As he breathed and relaxed he started thinking the whole thing was silly. He was skeptical about the real effect of hypnosis.



Isabella’s voice was very soothing as she guided him into a trance. “Relax and think about something that makes you happy,”



Mark thought of his fiancé Amy and how exciting it would be to marry her. Soon Isabella’s voice faded away and his mind drifted into nothingness. Eventually the nothingness faded away and Mark could hear Isabella’s voice faintly in his mind. At first it seemed like a dream but soon Mark realized her voice was real and he had drifted off to sleep. ‘I better pay attention’ he thought. The next thing Mark remembered was hearing Isabella counting backwards from 10 to 1. There was a loud snap and he woke up.



It took him a few seconds to come to his senses. “How do you feel,” asked Isabella.



“Definitely relaxed. I think I drifted off a bit while you were trying to hypnotize me.” Mark was apologetic for not paying attention. “I’m sorry. It’s been a long day and I guess I was tired.”



Isabella smiled pleasantly. Mark thought she looked very sexy when she smiled. “Don’t be sorry Mark. It means you truly relaxed. Although you didn’t hear me, your subconscious mind did. That’s how hypnosis works.”



“Oh, I see,” said Mark, not really believing that it worked.



Although he was doubting hypnosis he was feeling a strong desire to participate in the study anyway. He was intrigued by the whole idea of hypnosis, but there was also a selfish motive. The more he talked with Isabella the more he was attracted to her. He was finding it exciting to be in her presence and look at her sexy body. In fact, he noticed that a button on her shirt had come un-done revealing a bit of her cleavage. His cock stirred as he enjoyed the view.



Isabella rested her hand on her chest briefly and Mark’s attention shifted to her bright red finger nails. She moved her hand up and touched her lips briefly. Mark’s eyes followed, taking in the fresh coat of red lipstick that Mark didn’t even see her put on. Her hand moved up and brushed away blond hair that was falling over the side off her face. As Mark’s eyes followed her pretty nails, Isabella’s deep blue eyes caught his and held their attention. By now, Mark’s cock was fully erect. He did not know why he was so aroused. There was something extremely sensual about Isabella that was driving Mark crazy. He was transfixed by her eyes and could not look away as she talked.



“Mark, what did you think about to make you happy,” asked Isabella.



“I was thinking about my fiancé, Amy. We are getting married in a few weeks.”



Isabella’s face lit up. That’s wonderful Mark. Congratulations!”



“Thank you. Miss Kiersten. I’m very excited for the wedding.” Mark did not even notice that he addressed Isabella formally and with her last name. It just seemed natural for him to do this.



“It’s so nice that she makes you happy. You must really love her. You must love to please her.”



“Yes I do,” agreed Mark.



You’re a smart man. A good man knows that the most important thing to do is please his wife. Pleasing Amy is what you want to do isn’t it?”



Again Mark agreed, “Yes Miss Kiersten.”



“Good boy,” complimented Isabella in the same manner and tone a mother would compliment her child for doing something good. Mark was not fazed by the motherly tone. The phrase actually made him feel good and proud that he impressed Isabella.



Isabella continued, “Mark, you will make a wonderful subject for my research project. It would please me very much if you would participate.”



There was no question in Mark’s mind about the project. After meeting Chrissie and Isabella, he had a strong desire to participate. He was still gazing into her eyes. He really wanted to please her and so he responded, “Of course Miss Kiersten. I will be glad to participate.”



“Fantastic!”



Isabella handed him a silver MP3 player and explained, “This is loaded with a hypnosis file. When you go to bed tonight, I want you to put on the headphones, relax, and play this file. It will play for about two hours and then shut off. You do not have to be awake as you listen. If you focus on relaxing, you will probably fall asleep pretty quickly. Any questions?”



“No. I can handle that.”



“Good. You will do the same thing each night for the rest of the week. On Friday night I need you to come back into the office. Can you be here at 6:00?”



“Sure. That’s not a problem Miss Kiersten.”



“Good-boy,” complimented Miss Kiersten. Once again, her compliment made Mark feel happy and proud that he had impressed Isabella.



Mark left Isabella’s office looking forward to listening to the mp3 player. That night he went to bed early. As soon as Isabella’s voice filled his ears, his cock grew hard. Mark could not resist stroking his cock and day dreaming about her and Chrissie as he listened. He was very curious about what she would say and so he was determined to stay awake for the duration of the session.



She talked in a slow and soothing voice. “Close your eyes and rest Mark. Take a deep breath. In and out……in and out…” Mark could hear Isabella taking deep slow breaths. He mimicked her breaths and began to relax. Her voice continued, “Listen to my voice pet. Open your mind to me. That’s right pet, focus on my words. Allow them into your mind. Allow my words to control your thoughts as you relax and fall into a deep sleep.”



Mark thought it was odd that she referred to him as pet. In his horny state of mind, he liked the idea of being her pet. He stroked his cock and imagined kneeling before her. Her voice continued to relax him and take him into a trance. His stroking became slower as he grew tired. Soon he drifted off to sleep. He was awoken in the morning by his alarm clock. He got out of bed with a raging hard-on. Mark tried to remember the recording from Isabella, but his mind went blank. He guessed that he fell asleep pretty quickly after turning on the mp3.





CHAPTER 2: FALLING UNDER ISABELLA’S TRANCE



Mark remained horny all day at work and he could not keep his mind off Isabella and Chrissie. Throughout the day he discreetly stroked his cock through his pants and imagined orally pleasing both Chrissie and Isabella.



Later in the day his fiancé, Amy, called and inquired about the recording. “How was your first night of hypnosis? Are you a walking zombie now,” she joked.



“I feel asleep pretty quickly, so I don’t recall much of what was said. I don’t feel any different. It’s really kind of silly, but the money is good.”



“It’s not that silly Mark. It really pleases me that you are doing this. You can use the money to buy me a nice wedding gift, don’t you think?”



Mark’s mind shifted to his session with Isabella the night before. Her word’s echoed in his mind, ‘pleasing Amy is what you want to do isn’t it….’ He suddenly had a strong desire to please Amy. He agreed with her suggestion, “Yes, that is a great idea.”



“Excellent,” said Amy. Her devious smile could be felt in her words.



Mark wanted to please her even more and he was very horny and so he suggested, “Why don’t I come over tonight and give you a nice massage.”



“Oohhh. That’s a fabulous idea Mark, but unfortunately I have to pass. I have a ton of errands to do for the wedding. This is going to be a busy week. I’ll take you up on the offer later.”



“O.k.,” Mark said disappointed that he could not see her sooner.”



For the rest of the week, Mark listened to the recording every night as instructed. Isabella’s voice was very sexy and whenever Mark heard her voice images of Isabella and Chrissie floated in his mind. His cock would get erect and he would start stroking it as he listened. Each night Mark intended to listen to the entire recording. Isabella’s voice was just to soothing and hypnotic. He always fell asleep a few minutes into the recording and he always woke up horny and not remembering what was on the recording.



When Friday came, the only thing Mark could think about was his meeting after work with Miss Kiersten. After work he rushed to her office. He wanted to get there as early as possible so that he could flirt with Chrissie for a little while before his appointment.



When Mark entered the office, Chrissie immediately jumped up from behind her glass desk and walked out to greet him. With a cheery smile she said, “Welcome back Mark. It’s so nice to see you again.” She hugged him tightly and Mark enjoyed the feel of her pert breasts against his chest.



“Hi,” mumbled Mark, thrilled at the wonderful greeting from such a sexy girl. She was dressed just a provocatively as the last time he met her. She wore a skimpy black dress that clung to her shapely body. The top was low-cut revealing tantalizing mounds of cleavage. Mark was certain she was bra-less again. A plain white silk scarf was draped loosely around her neck. It was simple and eye catching.



“Please sit down,” said Chrissie, gesturing to a foam-like sectional couch in the corner of the waiting room. “Miss Kiersten told me how much you loved her special tea. I will get you a cup.”



“Thanks,” replied Mark as he sat on the firm couch.



Chrissie disappeared behind a wall and then reappeared rather quickly with a warm mug of tea in her hand. She handed Mark the mug and sat diagonal to Mike on the sectional couch. Mark took a small sip of the tea and enjoyed the rich soothing flavor.



His eyes settled on the white scarf when Chrissie asked, “So have you been listening to the recording from Miss Kiersten each night?”



“Oh yes,” said Mark unable to take his eyes off her scarf. The shiny and smooth fabric mesmerized Mark. He imagined how soft it would feel against his skin. The thought caused erotic emotions to stir within him.



“And how is it going,” inquired Chrissie.



“Good. To be honest, Miss Kiersten’s voice is so soft and soothing that when I listen to her recording I always fall asleep rather quickly.”



A flirtatious smile filled Chrissie’s face. “I know what you mean Mark.” touched his knee with her hand as she spoke. Her touch sent chills through his body. “The same thing happens to me.”



“You listen to her recordings,” asked Mark, slightly surprised.



“Of course. It’s one of the perks of working here. I get to listen to all of Miss Kiersten’s recordings. I love her voice. Sometimes, just for fun, she calls me into her office and hypnotizes me.” Chrissie touched his knee again and leaned toward him. Her voice lowered. “I actually find her voice to be quite sensual. I’m often very aroused after listening to her talk.”



This bit of information caused Mark’s cock to swell in his pants. He felt like a teenager, unable to control his arousal. Chrissie seemed to be staring at his crotch when she asked, “Do you get aroused from her recordings also?”



“Well, I have been very horny lately,” admitted Mark. “I thought it was more because…well…you know, I hadn’t had much sex during the week.”



Chrissie giggled playfully. “It’s got to be the recordings Mark. Miss Kiersten’s voice has that effect on everyone.”



Chrissie noticed Mark staring at her scarf. “Is there something wrong with my scarf,” she asked.



Mark suddenly realized he was caught staring. “Oh no. I’m sorry. It’s really nice. I was just admiring it.”



“Thank you.” Chrissie ran her fingers along the silky scarf. “It’s so soft and silky. I just love it,” she purred. “It feels so good against my skin.” Her voice lowered again. “I have to admit, I love the way it feels rubbing over my nipples.”



Mark could not believe the information she was sharing with him. His cock was fully erect as he imagined her playing with her nipples with the scarf. He seemed to be in a daze. He imagined what it would feel like rubbing over his cock.



“Would you like to feel it,” asked Chrissie.



“Sure,” replied Mark. He reached out and touched the smooth fabric. It sent chills through his body. He looked into Chrissie’s eyes and became infatuated with her beauty. Her red lips parted slightly and it seemed inevitable that they were going to kiss. Mark leaned towards the soft lips. His body was heating up in anticipation of feeling her sexy warm lips.



Then suddenly Chrissie pulled away and perked up. Excitedly she said, “Mark, I just remembered! Your collar came in.” She jumped up and went over to drawer behind her desk.



“My collar,” asked Mark confused.



Chrissie pulled a black studded collar from the drawer and held it up. “Yes your collar. Miss Kiersten requires all her pets to wear collars during her sessions.”



“Oh,” replied Mark. Her explanation seemed to make sense to him.



Chrissie walked over to him and wrapped the leather collar around his neck and fastened the collar. Its snugness was comforting to Mark. “Stand up so I can see how it looks on you,” ordered Chrissie.



Mark stood unable to hide his erection. Chrissie smiled. “Wow. It looks so sexy on you. It’s a perfect fit. Miss. Kiersten will be very pleased. Sit down Mark.”



Mark was happy to hear that Miss Kiersten would be pleased. When Chrissie ordered him to sit, he got down on his knees. This was the way pets were supposed to sit. Mark didn’t know why, but he knew kneeling was the right thing to do.



In his kneeling position he got a clear view of Chrissie’s panties. They were sheer white lace panties and Mark could clearly see the outline of her pussy lips through the front of the panties. They were damp with her excitement and so he could also see the pink color of her pussy lips pressing against the thin fabric. Mark’s mouth seemed to salivate at the wonderful sight. He desperately wanted to taste her pussy.



“Good boy,” Chrissie said as she patted him on the head. “Miss Kiersten is ready to see you now.”



She attached a steel leash to the front of his collar and tugged on it. Mark followed behind her, walking on his hands and knees. Her panties were a thong style and so he got a wonderful view of her ass as she walked in front of him.



Isabella was sitting in her usual arm chair, awaiting their arrival. Chrissie led Mark over to Isabella and announced, “Your next appointment is ready.”



Mark kneeled in front of Isabella and watched as Chrissie leaned in to give Isabella a welcome peck on the lips. Isabella had other plans in mind. She held Chrissie’s head and pushed her tongue into Chrissie’s mouth. The two girls shared a deep passionate tongue kiss right in front of Mark. Mark watched as Isabella’s fingers caressed Chrissie’s pussy lips through her damp panties. Then two of her fingers snuck inside the panties and slowly pushed in and out of her pussy.



Chrissie moaned in pleasure. Mark could not believe the show that was going on inches from his face. A wet spot formed on the front of his pants from all the excitement. Isabella withdrew her fingers and said to Chrissie, “That will be all for now darling.”



“Yes Miss Kiersten,” Chrissie moaned in an aroused voice. She unhooked the leash from Mark and sauntered out of the room with the leash in her hand.



Isabella held the two fingers up that were deep inside Chrissie’s pussy. Mark could see her juices glistening in the light. Isabella wiggled her fingers, gesturing for him to come closer. “Come here my pet. I know this is what you want.”



Isabella held her two fingers in front of Mark and he knew what to do. Mark greedily licked and sucked Chrissie’s juices from Isabella’s fingers. Isabella pushed her finger in and out, fucking his mouth. “Mmmm. Isn’t that good pet? Chrissie’s special sauce is so delicious and addicting. You can’t get enough of it, can you? Licking a woman’s pussy is a great form of pleasure for a woman. You can’t get enough of it can you? You will always crave the taste of pussy Mark.”



Mark continued to lick and suck Isabella’s fingers. His mind was weak and was absorbing her words like a sponge. Isabella snapped her fingers and Mark instantly stopped licking and looked up at Isabella.



“Mark are you ready to look at products now,” asked Isabella in a business like tone.



Mark was enjoying himself so much that he forgot the real reason why he was there. He was disappointed that the fun could not continue but he knew he must obey Isabella. “Yes, Miss Kiersten,” replied Mark



“Good. I’m going to show you some men’s underwear and then ask you a few questions. It’s very important to my research that you answer honestly. Do you understand?”



“Yes.”



Isabella led Mark over to a table. Three pairs of underwear were laid out on the table. One pair was plain white cotton briefs, one pair was black silk boxers, and one pair was white satin briefs accented with several rows of white lace ruffles that circled around the underwear.



Isabella asked, “Which pair caught your attention first?”



“The white pair,” admitted Mark.



“And why is that,” inquired Isabella.



Mark stared at the white underwear. He thought they were more feminine than masculine. “Well, they don’t really seem like men’s underwear.”



“And why is that,” inquired Isabella again.



“They’re very silky and pretty. They kinda remind me of panties.”



“So are you saying silk is more feminine? Haven’t you ever worn silk boxers.”



Mark could not take his eyes of the underwear as he talked. “Yeah, but they weren’t lacey.”



“Girls do like lace, don’t they?”



“Yes,” answered Mark wondering where this was leading.



“Well if girls like lace, then don’t you think it would make sense for a guy to wear lace for her? She might find it to be sexy.”



Mark never thought of it that way before. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”



“Is there anything else that attracted you to that pair of underwear?”



Mark was truly mesmerized by the shiny silk fabric. It was just like Chrissie’s scarf. He imagined the silk would feel incredible against his skin. “Well, to be honest, the fabric looks so smooth and sexy.”



“Yes, I would agree. The inside is even silkier. It is double-line with extremely smooth satin fabric. Pick them up. Feel for yourself.”



Mark picked up the silk underwear and looked on the inside. It was shiny satin. His cock twitched at the sight. Isabella said, “Try them on Mark. I want you to put them on and see how they feel.”



Mark looked up, surprised at the request. “You mean now? You want me to put them on now?”



“Yes pet. Don’t be shy. You can put your clothes on the couch for now. Go ahead pet. Put on your pretty underwear.”



Mark knew he should listen to her. He took off his shoes and shirt and then pulled his pants and underwear off. His hard cock sprang free. Isabella was delighted at the size of his hard cock. She helped him step into the underwear. Mark’s body shivered as the silk slid up his legs. Before she pulled them all the way up, Isabella unfastened Velcro strap’s on each side of the underwear and a silk sleeve fell forward.



Isabella explained. “This pair of underwear was designed just for a man. This sleeve is for your cock. To Mark’s surprise, Isabella grasped his cock and pointed it down. She slid the silky underwear up, while guiding the tip of his cock into the opening of the sleeve on the inside of the underwear. Mark’s entire body shivered as his cock, ass, and balls were completely surrounded by silk. His cock grew even harder as the silky material slid over it. His hard cock fit snugly into the padded sleeve.



“This feels incredible. I think I died and went to heaven,” joked Mark.



Isabella giggled. I’m glad you like them because you’re assignment is to wear them all weekend.”



“Really,” asked Mark somewhat excited and somewhat nervous about wearing the strange underwear. As comforting as they were, he felt a bit silly wearing them. Miss Kiersten did a great job at convincing him the lace was more for the girls to admire on him but he still felt they were feminine looking. He also thought he looked silly standing in front of Isabella with his cock pointing straight out through the silk sleeve.



All his nervousness disappeared when Isabella firmly grasped his cock through the sleeve. The sleeve was padded and lined with silk and it felt incredible as it molded around is cock when she squeezed. She pumped his cock a few times and Mark thought he was going to orgasm as the smooth fabric rubbed over his cock. His knees went weak and he moaned, “That feels incredible.”



“Yes, I know pet. I just wanted to give you a sample of how you can enjoy this underwear. Isabella winked at him playfully and stroked his cock a few more times. “As you can see, this is great for masturbating or for your lover to tease and play with you. You are loving this underwear now, aren’t you pet?”



“Oh yes,” confirmed Mark. “I don’t know how I’m going to concentrate on anything with these on.”



“You just concentrate on enjoying them. Chrissie is going to upload a recording onto your MP3 player that I know you are going to love. Make sure you listen to it at least once this weekend. When you come back on Monday we will to discuss what it was like for you to wear them all weekend.”



“Yes Miss Kiersten,” replied Mark obediently.



“Each night you can hand wash them. Since you’re going to hand wash these, you might as well offer to wash Amy’s delicates. I’m sure it would please her if you did that for her. It’s good to please your fiancé before the wedding don’t you think?”



Mark liked that it would please Amy. Lately he had strong desires to ensure that Amy was pleased with him. It seemed that the closer the wedding was getting the more he was realizing that a good husband is a husband that pleases his wife. He agreed whole heartedly with Miss Kiersten, “Yes Miss Kiersten, I really want to please Amy. Thank you for that great idea.”



“You’re welcome pet. Chrissie will take care of you now.”



Before Isabella even finished her sentence, Mark heard Chrissie’s heels clicking across the wood floor. He felt very self-conscious being in silk and lace underwear in-front of her and so his eyes shot down at the ground and he blushed slightly. She walked towards him with the leash dangling from her hands. Mark kneeled down and let her attach the leash to his collar. Once again he was afforded a clear view of her white panties beneath her skirt. He loved how the lace fabric clung to her pussy lips, outlining their swollen shape. His mouth began to water as he stared at the wet spot on her panties. He remembered licking her juices off Isabella’s fingers. Isabella’s words echoed in his head, “Chrissie’s special sauce is so delicious and addicting. You can’t get enough of it”



All Mark could think about was tasting her pussy again. He desperately wanted to please her by licking her pussy. Mark was jolted out of his daydream when Chrissie tugged on the leash. “Come on pet,” she said in a sweet voice.



Mark crawled behind her unable to keep his eyes off here ass. As he crawled behind her, the silk underwear slid all around his ass, balls, and cock, sending erotic shivers through his body. He never knew crawling could be so pleasurable. It was a torturous tease for Mark because the smooth silky fabric caressed his body so lightly. It was enough friction to create shivers of pleasure all over his cock and balls, but not enough pressure to bring him to an orgasm. When they reached the waiting area, Mark was ready to hump anything in sight.



Chrissie tugged on his leash for him to stand-up so that she could admire his underwear. “I just love the underwear you picked out. It’s so pretty and sexy on you,” she commented as she traced her hand over the silk and lace. She grabbed the waistband and pulled-up on the underwear, adjusting it so that it was nice and snug around him. Once again the fabric caressed his sensitive areas and Mark’s legs grew weak from the sudden rush of pleasure.



Chrissie tugged on the cock sleeve, weakening Mark even more.