What a Deal! Chapter 6

Recurring Cast

Dennis, 41 years old, 5′ 11″, 175 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes, Cindy’s husband.
Cindy, 41 years old, 5′ 4″, 105 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes, Dennis’ wife.
Diane, 41 years old, 5′ 7″, 140 lbs, auburn hair, green eyes, recently divorced friend of Cindy’s.
Becky, 38 years old, 5′ 9″, 155 lbs, blonde hair, blue eyes, Cindy’s friend, widow.
Jack, 42 years old, 6′, 185 lbs, black hair, brown eyes, Louise’s husband.
Louise, 38 years old, 5′ 4″, 130 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, Jack’s wife.
Jackie, 19 years old, 5’6″, 125 pounds, dark brown hair, blue eyes, neighbor girl.

From the last story
I smiled and thought about it some more. “Anything you particularly want to try or want me to avoid?”

She looked thoughtful for a moment. “No… whatever Master desires.”

Wow! She was definitely surprising me. “Okay, my little slutty wife. Things are going to get interesting for the next few days. I hope you are ready.”

“Yes, sir. I’m ready.”

We went to sleep and visions of sugar-plums were NOT the visions dancing in my head.

TUESDAY – Day Two

On Tuesday I had a day off, but I got up early anyway and told my wife what to wear. I picked out a nice skirt that reached to the top of her knees and a pale blue silk blouse. I put them in the box that was on the bed and after her shower she came out and smiled. She went to her underwear drawer and I cleared my throat.

“Ahem! What do you think you are doing?”

She turned to stare at me and then at the outfit, the realization already hitting her.

“No panties, no bra today.”

She looked at me. “But this blouse is so thin my nipples will be on display all day. And I have a meeting with my boss and a very important customer.”

I acquiesced. She needed to get work done without getting fired. “Okay, you can wear the bra. When is the meeting?”

“1030 this morning.”

“Good. Be over by noon?”

“Yes, it should be.”

I grinned. “That’s good my pretty little slut, because you will meet me at Antonio’s for lunch at 1230 and the first thing you will do is hand me that bra. Got it? And don’t forget who you are speaking to.”

She smiled and glared at me, but good-naturedly. “Yes, sir, I understand.”

She took the box downstairs to finish dressing and I let her go without any further teasing or sexual torture.

I was on my way to the Italian restaurant when she called me. “The meeting just got over. Be there in about 20 minutes.”

I was just pulling into the parking lot. “Don’t forget what your first chore is.”

“Yes, sir. I got it.”

I was seated near the back, but in plain view of many of the patrons when Cindy showed up. I rose to meet her and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. I helped her into her seat (some things are just ingrained), and then sat down. “So, do you have something for me?” When she glanced around first, I cut her off. “There’s no reason to look around. Your Master has commanded you to do something and I’m waiting.”

She reached into her purse and pulled out the bra. She had folded it neatly in half and tucked the straps in.

I grinned and put it to my face. “Mmmm. I can smell that body fragrance you use.” She blushed and looked down. “Now lean back in the chair and let me see the evidence of your bralessness.”

She didn’t flinch or look around this time. She just leaned back, put her hands down to grab the seat of the chair and thrust her chest out. I could see her NE (nipple erection) easily.

I smiled. “Excellent, my lovely wife.” She had it buttoned almost all the way to the neck so I decided to get more daring. “Unbutton the top button.” She did so and looked down. Still not much on display. “And the next one.” She did so and looked down. She put her arms on the table and clasped her hands in front of her and with her lithe body, finally got the allusion of cleavage… just barely. I grinned. “Very nice. Now I want you to unbutton one more.” She stared for a second and then did it. Now it was open to right between her tits. She looked great and since she had been so small and athletic all her life, her skin was perfect. “You are a beautiful little slave, my sweet.”

“Thank you, sir.” She took a glance down and could see that there was a lot of skin showing.

“Now, my pet, I want you to make sure that you turn the appropriate way to give our waiter a very nice view. Understand?”

She looked at me, blushed, and smiled. “Yes, sir.”

About that time the waiter arrived and asked what we wanted to drink. Cindy made sure to lean forward and look over the wine menu, but then only asked for water. I was sure that he could see some skin, but not enough. Since we each had favorite items we got here very often, I asked for a diet soda and then told him we knew what we wanted. He looked at Cindy and I gave her a stare, my look demanding her to show more. She turned in her chair slightly to her left, causing her blouse to gap in the middle and the right panel pulled away from her chest. I was sure that he could see almost to her nipple and I know that she knew it, too. She could see his eyes go from her eyes to her chest and back. He tried not to look, but she was too beautiful not to. She ordered her favorite and I ordered mine, veal piccata.

When he left she looked at me and blushed. “Sir, I never knew you wanted to show me off like that.”

“I don’t think I ever did before. But now I want to as long as I control it.”

She grinned. “Of course, my master.”

The meal came and we ate it quickly. There wasn’t going to be much opportunity to show off in here, but I was thinking of some ideas for the weekend. Instead, I bid her good-bye and went home while she went to finish her work day.

When she came home, I had finished making a nice salad for dinner and was sitting at the kitchen table. I watched as she entered, undressed, and put the clothes into her personal box. When she finished she stood there. “Is there anything you need, Master?”

I chuckled. “Perfect. You are doing very well, my slut, my love. Yes, as a matter of fact, I am going to go into the den, strip, and sit on the couch while you get me a beer and come give me a blow job.”

I did as I said I would and Cindy came in, handed me the beer, kneeled in front of me, and started in on my dick.

She was always a good cock-sucker. I remember the first time we saw True Lies on TV and the used car salesman was telling Arnold Schwarzenegger’s character that some woman could suck start a leaf blower. I had turned to my wife and jokingly said, “How does he know you?” We had laughed, but she had just ratcheted up her desire to learn all the things that turned a man on when sucking dick. She could make me cum in just a few minutes and that is what she intended to do right now. She first leaned over and lifted up my already pretty hard dick and looked up directly into my eyes as she dipped her head down to lick my balls. That shot where my dick is laying on her forehead while she buries her mouth in my scrotum and stares up at me with it right between her eyes is always a visual image that gets to me. She spent a few seconds down there and then slowly licked up along the bottom, dragging her tongue very carefully along the bottom of the crown. She went over the top of the head and in one movement, buried about 6 inches into her mouth. She slowly sucked back to the top, taking care to run her tongue all over the bottom. Between the visual image she gave of staring up into my eyes and making it look like it was the most exciting thing in the world for her, I could never last long. Cindy was really getting into it now. She bobbed up and down a few times quickly, and then sucked on the end while tonguing all around the head. She reached up and scratched the bottom of my balls with her nails and I was going to give it to her soon now. She pulled my dick out of her mouth and went back to licking all around it, seeming to savor every lick. Fuck! It took all my willpower not to lift her up, throw her down, and fuck her lights out. I managed to restrain that urge, but not the one in my dick, where the nerves were on sensory overload and wanted to release all that built up energy by painting Cindy’s tonsils with cum. And it came. She knew the indications and took about 2 inches into her mouth and kept licking the bottom of the crown and sucking as I started cumming. I blasted the back of her mouth with the first three spurts and then just lightly spurted the rest. Cindy took it all and smiled with my dick still in her mouth. She kept sucking until I couldn’t take anymore. I pushed her away and she sat back on her haunches. We smiled at each other, but our moment of relaxing reverie was broken by someone else’s exclamation.

“Fuck! That was hot!” I flinched a little and Cindy nearly came all the way off the floor when she jumped at the sound of another voice. We both turned to see a naked Becky standing there, fingering herself. I had given her a key so that she could come in tonight. “I’ve never watched someone who was so into giving blowjobs. You are fucking amazing, Cindy!”

Cindy smiled and looked down. “Thanks.”

I stood up. “Stand up, Slut 1.” It was back to business for the Master and his slaves.

“Yes, sir.” Cindy got to her feet.

“Time for step 2 of your anal training. Slut 2, would you go get the required items?”

“Yes, sir.” Becky scampered upstairs.

“Okay, slut, get on the couch on your knees and put your head on the pillows. Stick that beautiful fucking ass up in the air for me.” Cindy obeyed. I ran my hand over her beautiful derriere, admiring how even after all these years her ass was so nice, round, and perfectly smooth. She just whimpered as I played with her ass and ran my fingers over her ass and pussy.