Part Ten
Sara came out to the back yard around nine o’clock and untied me from the sun lounger, I was a little cold but I loved my punishment. Sara was wearing a pair of blue, tight fitting jeans and a woolen sweater and cowboy boots, she looked amazing.
She kissed me as she untied by bounds and asked me if I was okay with the punishment?
“I loved it, baby,” I smiled, “I loved every minute of it.”
“Were you cold?” Sara asked.
“A little, but I loved it, and I would do it again,” I replied, “as often as you order me to,” I went on, “I love being punished like that.” I went on, “It was only for four hours.”
“Then I will make you do it again,” Sara smiled, “maybe even when it is raining.”
“I will do it,” I replied, “no matter what the weather is baby, I loved it and must do it again, as often as you order it.”
“And did you mind that I made you suck Doug’s cock and swallow his cum?” Sara asked.
“I will suck your husband’s dick and swallow his cum, any time that you order me to,” I smiled, “Treat me as your toy baby, I will do anything and I mean, anything!”
“Okay, I will,” Sara smiled, “Remember, you told me to.”
Sara, led me inside by my dick, which was hard and kissed me passionately as we got through the French windows. I could feel the back of her bra through her sweater as we hugged and kissed. I started moving my hand down to her waist and further down to her gorgeous ass when she grabbed my arms and whispered, “That is as low as your hands go.”
“Can I just squeeze your ass?” I whispered.
“No, you can’t,” Sara whispered back, “You know you can’t.”
“What color underwear do you have on?” I asked.
“Black,” Sara replied, “Black bra and matching thong.”
“Have I seen them before?” I asked.
“I don’t think so,” Sara smiled, “I think that I bought these about eight months ago, so no you wouldn’t have seen them,” she went on, “I don’t think that you have seen any of the lingerie that I wear now,” she finished with, “And you never will!”
My dick was hard and oozing pre-cum and I boldly said, “Can I see you naked?”
“What…No!” Sara quickly replied.
“But, I really want to,” I whispered, “I really, really want to.”
Sara stepped back a little and softly said, “I can’t help that, I am not stripping naked for you,” she went on, I would never undress in front of you.”
“But…I really want to see your naked body,” I smiled, I was so excited and my mouth was dry with fear and excitement.”
“I bet you do,” Sara said, “But, I am not stripping in front of you,” she went on, “I couldn’t, I just couldn’t.”
“Please baby,” I asked, “Just once.”
“Malcolm,” Sara replied, “Stop it, I will never let you see me naked or even undress, never!”
“Just for ten seconds?” I asked.
“Not for one second,” Sara said, “Never, never, ever!”
“Can I see you in your bra and thong then?” I asked.
“No,” Sara replied, “I knew that this would happen,” she went on, “You begged me for this, you begged me to give my body to Doug, I just knew this would happen.”
Sara pulled away from me and said, “You are the one who wanted to live like this,” she went on, “You wanted me to keep you from my body and sex,” she continued, “now you want my body again.”
Sara went to get some water and she looked sad as she said, “You are the one who wanted it to be permanent,” she went on, “you begged me!”
I hugged her and kissed her gently and whispered, “Baby, I am sorry,” I went on, “You are right, and I am sorry, I should not have asked, I do want it to be permanent.”
I smiled as I said, “You have made me so happy that you have given your body to Doug, and I want and need it to be permanent, I really do.”
Sara kissed me gently, and I said, “I am happy that you refused me,” I went on, “you just look so gorgeous and I wanted to see and touch you, I couldn’t help it.”
Sara smiled and said, “I understand baby, but,” she went on, “But, you know that I would never let you see me naked, I have the tattoos and nipple piercings for Doug and I would never let you see me now, ever!”
I kissed her again and said, “I know baby, and I understand and accept that” I went on, “your ass just looks so sexy in your tight jeans, I just wanted to touch it.”
My dick was dripping pre-cum as we hugged again and Sara said, “You make me feel bad for denying you baby, but this is what you begged me for.”
“Please don’t feel bad baby,” I said, “I was wrong, you must deny me and it must be forever.”
We kissed again, passionately and I whispered, “Please don’t tell Doug that I tried to hit on his wife.”
Sara smiled and said, “I won't, and just keep reminding yourself, when you have those urges again, I am Doug’s sex wife, I am his.”
We hugged and kissed and Sara took my hands and placed them on her ass and whispered, “Just a quick touch.”
Her ass, felt amazing, just as I remembered it, firm and perfectly formed. We kissed and kissed as I explored the contours of her cheeks.
“Don’t tell Doug,” Sara whispered, “and never touch my ass in front of him.”
“You mean, I can touch it again?” I asked.
“Occasionally, only every now and then,” Sara whispered, “and only my ass, don’t ever try to touch my tits or anything else,” she went on,” but don’t ever think that I would undress in front of you or show you my body,”
I grunted as I felt my love juice shoot from my dick, I had cum without having my dick touched and I knew that I had shot my load over the front of her jeans and sweater.
“Have you cum?” Sara asked.
“Yes, I’m sorry,” I replied.
Sara pulled back and saw that I had shot my load over her jeans and sweater.
“You have soaked my jeans and sweater,” Sara said, “look at me, I am covered, I need to go and change.”
She ran to the stairs and pulled her sweater off and I saw the back of her bra.
“There,” Sara shouted as she allowed the back of her bra to be seen,” now you have seen my bra.”
“I need to see the front,” I shouted as she made her way upstairs.
I got some Kleenex and wiped my tummy and dick as Sara changed, three minutes later I heard her footsteps coming back downstairs. I looked and she had changed her jeans and she was carrying her new sweater. I saw her bra; I saw the front of her bra!
Her small, firm tits were bouncing as she made her way downstairs and my eyes popped as I saw her.
“Holy fuck,” I shouted as I started walking toward her, “Thank you!”
“That’s far enough,” Sara said as she got to the bottom stair, “I looked and saw that my bra was not revealing, I felt sorry for you, so I decided to let you see it.”
Sara pulled her sweater on and said, “Don’t tell Doug that you saw my bra either,” she went on, “I don’t want him to know that I did that for you.”
“I promise baby,” I smiled.
“And don’t think that it will happen again because it won't’,” Sara smiled, “So don’t expect it to, understand? I only showed you because it was our anniversary.”
“Yes baby,” I smiled, “thank you.”
Throughout the day, all I could think of was, how amazing she looked in her bra and how fantastic her ass felt, I had an erection for the whole day and she sucked me off five times and she teased me often about my new punishment of having to sleep outside in the yard when I fuck up in future.
Doug came home and suggested that we go out to eat. It was a chilly, sixty degrees when I went outside to get dressed and Sara was wearing a pair of black ski pants and a white sweater. They sat in the car and waited for me to get dressed and when we got to the restaurant, we were walking from the parking lot, I gently slapped her ass.
Doug had seen me and said, “Did he just slap your ass?”
“Yes, he did,” Sara replied, “she went on, “You know that my ass belongs to my nighttime husband.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, “I just couldn’t resist it.”
We sat at our table and Sara said, “You know that my ass belongs to my other husband,” she went on, “you know that will mean a punishment.
Sara whispered in my ear, “You will have to suck my husband’s cock again tonight.”
I smiled and said, “Okay baby.”
Sara whispered to Doug what my punishment will be and he nodded in agreement.
“Do you want me to cum in his mouth again?” Doug asked.
“Yes, absolutely,” Sara smiled.
“He may not like it,” Doug replied.
“That’s his fault,” Sara smiled, “He should have thought of that before he touched your wife’s ass!” Sara went on, “So, tonight he sucks you off again.”
“Yes baby,” I smiled.
“And you strip naked in the parking lot before we get in the car,” Sara smiled, “You lock your clothes in the trunk.”
Luckily , the restaurant parking lot is dimly lit and it doesn’t get much traffic, so the chances of being seen were quite remote, but the thought of stripping in the parking lot and also sucking his dick again did give me a huge erection.
We finished our meal and walked to the car, “Okay, cuck, strip naked.”
I cautiously did as I was ordered, ducking behind the car when I saw approaching traffic. I locked my clothes in the trunk and quickly jumped in the passenger's seat as Doug drove us home.
That night, when they went to bed, I was taken with them and I sucked Doug’s dick as Sara watched, and I took his cum in my mouth. She wouldn’t get undressed until I had left their room.
She teased me during our lunchtime call about how she loved seeing me suck Doug’s cock. Sara also asked me if I would mind if we didn’t have our usual snuggle time that night as Kevin had invited her and Doug to his house that evening.
He was having a few friends over for a game of cards and a few drinks. I told her that I didn’t mind and that she should go. When I got home, Doug was already home and Sara was just serving dinner and they were excited about going out on their first date alone.
“My other husband and I are going on a date,” Sara kept saying, “Just me and my husband.”
Sara went for her shower and came down wearing the Toga dress that I bought her for her birthday; she looked sensational and smelled delicious. They left around seven o’clock and I was left alone. I got a text from Nicky shortly after eight o’clock, she wanted to pop down and visit with us. I told her that Sara and Doug were out, but she could visit with me.
“Are you naked?” Nicky text.
“Yes, I am,” I replied.
“Then I will be down in five minutes,” Nicky replied.
Nicky arrived in less than five minutes and as usual, I had an erection. She stripped naked and we hugged on the couch before making love and it was fantastic. Nicky told me that Sara had text her to say that I would be home alone and that she was welcome to keep me company for the evening.
Nicky left around eleven o’clock and I went to bed. During our lunchtime call, I asked Sara if she had fun last night and she told me that she would tell me all about it later, but she did have a great time. I got home from work and she took me upstairs to my bedroom to tell me of her date night with Doug.
“I was the only girl there,” Sara explained, “There were three other guys and Doug; I was outnumbered four to one.”
“There were, Kevin, Gary and a guy called Keith,” Sara told me, “and me and Doug.”
She told me that they played cards and drank wine until around ten o’clock and she was winning almost every hand, but she was feeling a little drunk and teased the guys of her card skills. She told me that Kevin suddenly suggested that they make it more fun and recommended that they play strip poker.
Doug looked at Sara and shouted that he thought it was a great idea and that he was in for it. Gary and Keith also thought that it would be fun.
“Did you have your nipple rings in baby?” I asked.
“No, I can’t wear them with my toga dress,” Sara replied, “the outline of them shows through my dress.”
“What did you say about the strip poker?” I asked.
Sara told me that she was shocked, but she had drunk almost a whole bottle of wine and the fact that Doug was keen to play, made her feel more daring.