It should not have happened, usually there would have been no way that would happen, but I only myself to blame for it and what could do to my life. It was my 25th birthday, and for some reason this really hit me. I was happily married, my husband was great with me and we both had good jobs. I suppose everything went so well that I didn’t know what would be like not having things delivered to me as I asked them. For a couple of weeks after my birthday, I was in a real slut and I couldn’t get out. My husband Wayne also noticed that I wasn’t myself and asked if it was something that made me upset. I felt guilty about him because he had nothing to do with my feelings. I don’t know if it was hormones or something, but I wasn’t happy with my life but I knew everything in my life was about as good as it could get. Nothing in my life could prepare me for the wild trip I was about to take just because I thought I had problems that weren’t even there.

I really worked in a hole while I let myself do everything. I had a good girl, and I finally told her how I felt about everything. Of course I could talk to a girl about my inner thoughts, but not my husband, how stupid he was when he cared for me as much as he did. I didn’t take long before I talked to my girlfriend turns into sex. I thought I was happy, but my girlfriend questioned if it wasn’t what was behind all my emotions and problems because there was no other reason for it. We started talking about our boys. She was married and had a daughter of about two years. She told me she went into a small depression crisis, but her husband treated her in a short night. I asked my girlfriend how she did it, but she didn’t want to talk about it at first. Finally we broke the chat and went home wondering if the sex was really my problem. As I was confused, suddenly I wasn’t sure of anything. Sex had been OK with my husband, but he had softened for the five years we had been married. The speech with my best friend made me think if it was really the problem.

I kept thinking about how my girlfriend told me that her husband got her out of her depression or low emotionality, whatever she wanted to call her. I kept wondering how you did it for her. The next day I called my girlfriend and told her we had to talk again. I took over an hour to get her out, I guess she was embarrassed about her husband’s solution. I listened to how my best friend told me one night she was really down in the dumps and her husband had just had enough. He had endured his mood swings for about six months and just like mine came out of nowhere. I listened to how my girlfriend told me how her husband threw her in the bedroom, stripped her completely naked while yelling, then continued to skin her bare ass with her hands until she cried so loud that she could not see her eyes. At first it seemed terrible and I understood why he didn’t want to tell me. But then she went on to tell me how her husband embraced her until she completely fought then she pulled her up and put the most sexual clothes she had in her closet. Things he hadn’t worn for years. The dress just happened to be her favorite and, of course, was the first to be declared too short by my girlfriend.

When her husband pulled her to the front door, my girlfriend again put some kind of fight or resistance, and her husband pulled her on the couch and told her she could leave or get used to getting her ass banged when she acted like a little spoiled. As I listened, my girlfriend turned red as she told me she changed their lives for better. They both had a great time out and her husband bought her so much to make her feel better that she did exactly this. Strange as my girlfriend told me she was playing, she gets a very hard stern at least twice a month and after it’s all over she feels much better and her husband spoils her to death and spends a lot more time with her. It was a weird story and I didn’t think it was my solution. We chatted for another 30 minutes and finally got up to go alone. My girlfriend made me promise never to tell anyone about what she told me and she kept me close and told me, no matter how extreme it sounded, if I really wanted to enjoy things again I should at least give her a try, only once. While I was leaving, I heard my girlfriend scream: “REMEMBER, TRY it just ONCE and SEE IF it HELPS”.

I went away knowing I never would. No one’s been whipping me since I was about 10 years old. It wasn’t my thing and I knew it wasn’t my husbands. For about a week, things got worse. I was going to sign up to go to a shrink or a doctor to see what made me feel so out of things. Before asking for a date, I started thinking about what my girlfriend said. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to try it. How do you approach your husband with something like that? That’s all I’ve been thinking for the next two days. One night before I went to bed, I hugged Wayne and tried to start a serious conversation with him. I could say he was tired, but at least he listened to me talking. I don’t know how I did, but I came out and told him that the reason I was so down was because I was getting everything I wanted and I always had my way. I could still hear Wayne laughing while he said something like “so what’s new in this.” The conversation didn’t go as I hoped.

I talked about everything I wanted to say. Wayne finally said he had to sleep for not being a zombie at work tomorrow. It was now or never, and I had to get it out of my chest. With him standing there quietly next to me, I told my husband that I thought it might help if he would start punishing me a bit when I became too bully or asked too much. Wayne didn’t even open an eye. I asked him if he heard me and took his head. He was ready to go to bed and I didn’t think anything I said meant anything. I hit him and waited for him to open his eyes. With him looking at me right in the face, I told him I wanted him to try and shake me once or twice whenever he wanted. In this case, my husband knew I was serious. He stood up and asked what it was about. I didn’t want to break my word with my girlfriend, I just told Wayne that it was something I always wanted him to do at least once for me and now I was telling him my most intimate feelings hoping he would do something. I could see the look surprised in my husband’s face.

Wayne jumped up and started pulling me quickly through his lap. He thought I wanted it now and it was a sex foreplay. He just peeled my bottom and didn’t do anything for me. He hit me so gently that I could barely hear it. Then I realized he didn’t understand what I was asking him. I let him play and then he pulled me up and asked me what he was like. I started crying my emotions were so messed up. She knew it wasn’t what I was talking about. He really had to calm me down, then with tears in his eyes and feel embarrassed like I could be, I told my husband that I wanted him to surprise me a day or a night. Once I told him no or I said I didn’t want to do anything, or whenever he thought I’d deserve it, I wanted him to peel my ass naked as long as he could until I cried for three or four minutes and only after I begged him to stop if he stopped. After I understood the words, I cried again just because I made myself say all these things to my husband. I felt so low that I had to reveal what I wanted her to do the way I did it. I knew my girlfriend never asked, she took it. For me, I had to ask my husband to do this and explain exactly what I wanted him to do.

Wayne pulled me up and asked me if I was serious and why I wanted him to do something like that. I told him I really felt the blues and I was going to go get professional help if something didn’t change soon. I looked at Wayne and asked him to do this for me without asking too many questions. I told him there was a chance that it could be exactly what I needed to bring my life back to normal. I knew Wayne thought it was weird, but he took his head and told me to tell him when. I yelled at him NO DAMNIT, you have to decide and you have to choose time and place. I can’t think it’s just a game. You really have to say that. You have to make fun of me and you have to, no matter what I say to try to stop you. I looked at Wayne and told him I gave him my full permission to do it every time he wanted and he didn’t have to stop, no matter what I said. He was shocked again, but I was about to try this last thing, no matter how unusual it sounded. I went so far with it, now I wanted it to happen. I kept saying that I didn’t want to have the record that I had to go talk to a shrink. I had a little silence to sleep after our chat. I was really embarrassed and I didn’t know if my husband would do it or not. I had to get out of my depression and I wanted to try anything. I trusted my girlfriend and if it worked for her, who knows. It’s so desperate that I could get my life back on track like once. This was the first time in my life that I had a real blues case and I was taking it too seriously.

It was about two nights later. I didn’t know my husband had spoken to his friend next door the same way I talked to my girlfriend I worked with. Our neighbor Simon listened to my husband telling him my request to be spanked and he was surprised as my husband. It didn’t sound like the guy. They talked about me for a good hour and it was my neighbor who had a plan for my first spanking. She told my husband to go buy a little bikini for me, something with a lot of rope and not much material. Then take him home and let me wear it in the pool. My husband thought about it, but he said I’d probably do it since no one else was around to see me. That’s when our close friend said he should be in the pool before, and maybe he and Wayne could be in the pool when Wayne would be out of the pool, come visit me and show me the new bikini and let me wear swimming.

Wayne laughed and said I couldn’t. It was then that Simon spoke and said ESACTLY! Wayne only thought about it for a couple of seconds, then held his hand, and the two slapped each other. There were so many things my husband could spit on me, and yet he let our neighbor, his best friend, invent this crazy scheme. Our neighbor was single and was pretty good out because he owned his company that clean and repaired business jets that held up to about 10 or 15 people. He made so much money he went to work only when he wanted to. He fucked up like a dozen of me, most of them very pretty and much younger then he was. It didn’t hurt that he was very cute and he messed up to the maximum. He spent a lot of time dreaming and working in the gym. Of course he was approaching 40 and he started slowing down a bit. It was about 15 years older then I was and about 12 years older then my husband. They were the closest of friends and we’d be home at least once or twice a week.

I was hoping one day soon my husband would get up and do what I asked him, but I didn’t expect him to be with company at our house. It was the next day, I came home from work and Wayne and our neighbor were in the pool. I said hello to both of you, then I went to the kitchen and started taking things for dinner. Incoming Wayne wrapped in a towel and told me he wanted me to come by the pool for about an hour. I certainly wasn’t in the mood for this, not after working all day and now I have to cook. I only worked three days a week but when I did I usually came home very tired because I fit so much in every day. I didn’t think twice about “night, you and SIMON go have fun.”

I didn’t even see Wayne running where I was standing. He pulled my arm and started pulling me into the bedroom. I was so shocked as I had ever been. Then he hit me. I told him not. Man, I wasn’t sure I was ready for this. He let me in the room and then he opened a drawer and pulled out the smallest bikini I’ve ever seen. He looked at me and said to put this on me and go out and swim with him and Simon. I was completely speechless then he finally said I’d come swimming, but there was no way I would wear that dress in front of his friend. It happened just like I asked my husband to make it happen. He grabbed me approximately and treated me like he was really upset. I didn’t argue because I knew why he was acting like that. He stripped me in about 45 seconds. He pulled me over my naked knee and begged him to close the bedroom door. Your friend Simon would feel everything that was going on in the pool if he hadn’t. I was a little upset when Wayne didn’t act on what I said and the bedroom door was open with me completely naked on our bed.

It was like Wayne was another guy I was dating, but he didn’t know. She told me I wasn’t about me tonight. It was about him and his best friend. I was bent over my husband’s knee, then that first hard slap landed squarely in the middle of my ass and immediately knew I didn’t want another. I started kicking and saying “ok Thats ENOUGH, NO MORE”. I was just slapped once but very hard. Wayne kept my hands behind my back and even while trying to get rid of me he really started to whip my butt. He wanted to do everything I asked him, no matter how much I begged him to stop. After the street or the fifth hard slap my butt was bright red and I was crying pretty well because Wayne wouldn’t listen to a word I said. It had to be a little more than a minute or so I started crying so loud even our neighbor could hear me while he was in the pool. I’ve never heard anything like the hard spanking my husband gave me on my request. I kept wondering how my girlfriend could say she helped her marriage and depression. I made so much noise that I knew Simon had to hear me, that it made me cry even louder because my husband stopped.

I think I’ve been shaking for about four minutes. I don’t know how many times my husband’s hand fell off his cheeks. I could barely talk when I said what I’m sure most girls would say: “Don’t beat me at all, I’ll do whatever you want.” My ass was brilliant red turning a soft blue while Wayne still stopped crying. I saw him pull up his legs the little dress and then I noticed he was a little bikini in rope. I was crying, but somehow I managed to get a “Don’t make me feel this” from my mouth. The second my husband took her around my life flipped me over my knee and the next four shots on the blue cheeks felt like he put the needles in his hands and was pushing them in my back. It took four slaps for me to scream, “I’m afraid, I’ll hold it for you.” He tricked me and I knew he never treated me so much in my life. He raised me and fixed my small bottoms then put on my small top which had two small material stains to cover my breasts and this was about it. I was still crying while she grabbed me by hand and pulled me out of the bedroom. I didn’t notice, but it was all smiling. He never thought he could treat me like this and instantly knew it was something very different for him. He didn’t have to worry about what I said because I gave him permission to ignore him. It was perfect for him and now I paid the price to say what I did.

I tried to stop my tears before I got to the back porch. As we walked along the glass sliding door I saw Simon look at my little bikini in rope. She had a very big and happy smile while my husband let me in the bottom of the pool. I still had tears flowing in my face. When the water hit my bright blue ass I left out a url and jumped on some to try to get the sting to leave. My hand was pushed forward and the next step sent my ass completely underwater. It really hurts for about five seconds, then suddenly it was like a nice lotion was applied to my ass. It was really nice with water now all around my ass. The boys were talking while I was in the water with them. About five minutes later, my husband asked his friend if he wanted a beer. He took me back to the ladder and told me to bring three beers out of the kitchen. I gave him that big look that made him know I didn’t want to. She just looked at me and asked me if I wanted to go back to the bedroom. I came out of the pool with my power and both Wayne and Simon stared at my brilliant red ass as it moved back and forth in the fresh air as I walked to get their beer. I thought I was going to the bedroom and closing the door, but then it was all my fault that ever happened. I tried to get together again when I got in the fridge and I pulled out three cold beers. I also fixed my little dress to hide most of my body as it would, but it was already covering as much as it could.

I brought back the three beers and walked into the pool and for 30 minutes we drank our beer while listening to the two guys chatting sports. Finally Wayne said we were going to our room for some fun and I was led out of the pool and said to tell our neighbor good night. I felt so embarrassed in my little dress and felt like I was at my husband’s. We went to the bedroom and started crying and asked my husband how he could do this in front of his best friend. I heard my body up and I knew right away that I should keep my mouth shut. I heard the tiny backdrops torn from my body and then as I kicked my feet my husband let go with three or four hard hits to the ass. They got worse so far. I started crying again and after five hits my husband shot me on the bed and pushed his lips to mine. At first I didn’t move a muscle, but once his tongue was pushed into mine and I felt him drive my feet up in the air around his back, my whole body tense on knowing he was going to fuck me in a way he never had before. I could tell Wayne he was very busy as if I hadn’t seen him since we started dating about six years ago when we were both still in college.

I could feel the rush of juices as they flooded from my body and covered the sides of my legs with my warm slippery fluids. I was still kissed while my husband worked on my bikini to take it off. I raised a few seconds after my small top was thrown on the floor. He pulled my legs higher and then moved down on me so my thighs were now resting on my shoulders. I’ve never been pushed so far from him before. He pushed me in and started fucking me hard and heavy while he kissed me and he felt my breasts with his hands. He was so excited he didn’t stop anything he was doing. I knew I wouldn’t stop him if I could. I really started kissing him and heard a soft slap on my ass as I heard the words “MOVE That ASS” come from Wayne’s lips. This was a new sex where I had never been a partner. For my astonishment, I wanted you to keep going, and my ass started moving as much as I could move it in the folded position I was in now.

My husband fucked me for about two minutes then pulled out and sprayed his sperm all over my stomach. Then he moved, but he kept my legs above my head. She started licking my pussy and in a minute I squirted all around and came so hard that she took my breath away. We didn’t say a word for about three minutes then my husband pulled me up and we had a nice hot shower together. He went out and put me in bed on the bed and slowly rubbed the lotion on my whole body. He focused a lot on my red ass and still hurt me, but I had other things I was thinking about. She helped me in a nightie and took me to the living room and sat me on the couch. He told me not to move a muscle and I smiled like I said “Lord.” I saw my husband start cooking something to eat. He brought me a nice drink and he had a very nice dinner. It was during dinner we started talking about everything that had happened this night.

I smiled at him and told him I couldn’t believe he put that little dress in front of our neighbor. He looked at me and asked if it was worth it or not. I just had to think about it for a second. I approached him and kissed him and told him I would remember tonight for many years to come. Then he said something that really made me think. He asked me a question: “Do you want something like this or twice an idea or not?” I gave it about ten seconds of thought, then I shake my head yes, and I said something like, “Hello, just a woman.” We made our little deal and that was. After eating and watching a TV, my husband took me to bed and stripped me naked before jumping to bed next to me. We’ve done it like we haven’t done it for years. Before we were ready to go to sleep, he asked me how my depression was doing. My eyes lit up and asked him to go back “WHAT DEPRESSION”? I couldn’t sleep thinking about everything and how wonderful everything seemed. I lived with a different man from tonight and I knew it. I also knew my best friend was right about how something wild and different like this could change your whole perspective. I felt great and I couldn’t wait to talk to her tomorrow at work. Once I fell asleep I dreamed of the episode and when I woke up I was wet in my legs. I hadn’t had an erotic dream for many years.

For about five days it was great to go home every night. We cooked dinner together and talked about things going on at work and stuff like that. I felt like I had so much to go home even though nothing really changed. It was a Saturday and Wayne was out buying things to fix the yard with, at least that’s what he told me. I had no way to know him and Simon was plotting my next episode together and what would make me stand the fight more. Wayne really knew it was about making me do something I really didn’t want to do. The rope bikini was great for the first night, but this wouldn’t work again. Every week he’d need something different so he could really fight and Wayne could shake me until I gave it in. He never had so much fun with me like last night when I ended up doing everything he wanted. I never would have imagined it, but every little thing we did Wayne told his best friend. Until now it was Simon who had told my husband all the stories of wild sex with the different girls who frequented him because he had so much money. Now finally my husband had something to brag about and he did not leave out a detail as the two guys talked about how big I looked in the bikini string small a few nights back. All week it was exciting for Wayne and now they were both trying to figure out their next move with me. I wouldn’t understand it for a few long days that every time I skinned, our little neighbor friend would be right around the corner waiting for my husband to take me out of the bedroom. Simon had spoken to my husband and convinced him that it would be something I hated and that’s why I would put on a bigger fight if it were just the two of us alone. Simon and Wayne were best friends for over three years. I liked Simon, but he was much older, so we were. I also knew he was a woman’s man and he was a damn girl like he didn’t care. I didn’t hold him against him, it was the fact that he was my husband’s best friend, not mine. Most of my close friends were from work and I saw them the three days a week I used to work.

That day, the boys went to the mall and none of them could come up with what to buy for me. The bikini I wore was about the smallest they ever found. At Simons’ suggestion, they went directly to one of the fancy ladies longurey shops where he had brought many a dress for some of his wild sexy girls. The store was full of small Lacey garments and all kinds of sexy short dresses. Once they started looking around, it was my husband this time he spotted a little lace pink plush dress and asked Simon what he thought would be on my beautiful 25-year-old body. Like most other things in the store, it was too small and too revealing. Simon went to see a saleswoman and told her that the boys wanted that whole dress that was in the window near the door. The lady brought a small pink teddy, a pair of pink panties with a bright red bow on it, then asked my husband if he needed stockings or shoes to go with that. My husband knew nothing about what he was buying, it was Simon who said SURE and the salesgirl brought them out some sexy pink thigh high tube and a couple of different red heels to compensate for the dress. Wayne chose a nice pair of small red heels I probably would have liked. Then his friend pointed to the high red heels and smiled like he said I wouldn’t wear those for a couple of hours. Simon told my husband how he bought high shoes for his girls and always complained, but he ended up wearing them for him so as not to hurt his feelings. At first my husband did not grasp, then his eyes turned on and said he was sure he would eat these photos, we will take them!

The dress cost about $95.00 but my husband didn’t care. While they left the mall, they both talked about how it would happen tonight. At exactly 8:00 Wayne’s friend would come and sit on the couch and start chatting. At 8:15, my husband took me and took me back to my room. He showed my clothes I was going to wear to cook him and our neighbor a large batch of popcorn to watch the 9:00 football game on TV. They both knew I’d screamed for murder and push things in a direction that I didn’t really want it to go. I wanted my husband to be still, but I never gave him any limit because I had never done anything like that before. Tonight would be a real opener for all involved. Until now Simon had always thought of being one of those down to the girls of the earth, happily married and not looking for any wild excitement. After listening to what my husband told him, now he knew it was not true at all. One my husband came home from the mall, I started cooking dinner around 5:30 and I had everything cleaned up and back in it is placed by 6:30. I was just messing up in the bedroom when the doorbell played and I heard Simon’s voice at the door. I heard both guys laugh very loud and sent me to the living room where both guys were in front of the TV watching some kind of sports show. I came back to what I was doing and I didn’t think it would be one of the special nights I told my husband he could have.

As 8:15 exactly my husband returned but did not close the bedroom door. I didn’t worry until he got under the bed and pulled out some packages. Immediately my heartbeat tripled and I had no doubt that something would happen tonight. My eyes grew large and wide as when I saw the small bikini about a week ago. This time on the bed there was a small sexy Teddy with a lot of extra, including a couple of red heels that had to be about four inches high in the back. I never wore a heel on one and a half inches. After Wayne took everything out of the package, he took me to bed and began to undo the tops and pants. I watched him and then remembered his friend who was in the living room. I looked at him and asked him as much as possible, what I do with them tonight. Wayne didn’t say a word while he pulled me out of my shirt and then took my legs off my pants. I started shaking and tried to say things nicely without getting into trouble as I knew my husband wanted me to. I asked what Wayne expected me to do with this dress on my bed again. In the next two seconds, my worst fears came to reality. I heard Wayne told me he wanted me to popcorn for him and his friend, so they could watch the football game with snacks. He told me this was my new POPCORN MAKING OUTFIT for each game until the end of the football season.

I heard Wayne pull his panties down his legs and seconds later I panicked. I begged him not to do it, not with our neighbor in the house. I tried to get him to take my bikini and wear it for them, but not this little excuse for a doll dress. I saw him lift the baby doll dress and just as he knew it would happen I threw a stocking. I couldn’t let it happen, it was going too far. I pushed the dress away and asked Wayne to think about something else he wanted me to do. Then I fought with him hard enough as he worked me in position to skin my bare ass. I wasn’t giving him an easy time and he knew. Once he put his hands behind my back, I couldn’t fight him anymore. Then I masturbated in surprise while his hand landed on the naked cheeks of the ass and the pop looked like a bottle of Champaign to be opened. My husband’s first slaps were more of a shock, then anything. I looked and saw the bedroom door still open and asked my husband to stop and close. It was then that my husband began to blink my ass that hurt as I kept yelling at Wayne and telling him I wouldn’t. Wayne kept shaking my butt and watching how red it was after about a couple of minutes of hard spanking. I started crying and became an exact repetition of what happened last time. There was a point where I couldn’t speak and I yelled louder while spanking as much as he could get his hand to land on my ass. I would never understand the power that Wayne gave and the way he didn’t look at me the same way he used from now on in our relationship.

I wasn’t even thinking about Simon in the living room now, but he was laughing and amazed that this game was my fantastic idea. He knew one of his wild friends would kill him if he’d ever tried anything like that on them. Surely it wasn’t for everyone, it was safe. Then, once I had a WAYNE PLEASE STOP to get out of my mouth, but the hard skins kept coming. I lasted even more, then I did it the last time for about two or three minutes. I didn’t want to wear that dress in front of someone like our crazy neighbor. I kept thinking about what was older then we and the amount of girls he brought home over the years we knew him. With everything that finally came to the point where all I wanted was that my spanking stopped. I knew I could, but there was only one way. Somehow I yelled again “STOP WAYNE I’ll do it.” I have three more shots and I said the same thing. My husband told me if I hadn’t kept my word, I wouldn’t sit for a month. I could look him in the eyes and know he was ready to act if I didn’t give him totally. She wasn’t smiling.

I was pulled up and my bra was not torn then the little pink dress was pulled over my head. My husband pushed me back on the bed and took him four minutes to figure out how to pull up the legs the sexy high thigh look. He was looking for a place to connect them, but they were made to keep up with no help. Then she started slipping bright red shoes with 4 inch heels on my feet. She had to guess my size and she was pretty close. They were a little loose, but he pulled them closer to his ankle to keep them standing. He pulled me up and my tears were everywhere. The dress fits me well and Wayne finally lifted my feet one at a time and slipped the very thin pink panties and lacy on my long legs. It was the perfect dress for our anniversary or maybe valentines day, but not to popcorn for our neighbor and my husband. I was told to turn around for my husband and I didn’t move until my hand slapped my ass. He threatened to whip me for another ten minutes if I gave him trouble tonight. He would’ve put me blisters on my butt and I’ve already hurt myself. I turned slowly and for the first time Wayne broke a smile and told me I was the nicest popcorn that makes his wife in the country. He reminded me that he bought this dress so that every time he watched a football game with his friend I would dress in it to make popcorn for them. I started telling him I would dress like this for him, but please not for his best friend I knew I would like to show so much about my body as this dress would show. Immediately my butt paid the price as my husband told me it was not my choice, but his, just as we agreed before all this first started.

He grabbed my hand and for the first time I had to take a step in high heels. It was like walking on stilts. I was afraid to fall into them. He made me walk really funny at first. He pushed my ass out and my husband loved the fact that I was a couple of centimeters taller then he now. When I walked through the door of our bedroom, I died of fear while our neighbor came into sight and her eyes were now as big as mine. Simon was staring at me and I knew he was getting pretty careful. I started fucking and my ass had a hard slap like my husband told me to turn off the tears and get into the kitchen and popcorn. I was brought to the kitchen and my husband gave me ten minutes to get the boys out of popcorn. I was still crying when I got around and started taking the things I need to cook. I couldn’t even look at the pink dress I had right now. I knew my whole body was on display for my husband’s closest friend. I didn’t think I could face Simon again until I lived.

It took only about 8 minutes to blow the corn into our hot air popcorn maker. I was pouting some but I managed to clean most of the tears from my eyes. I was hoping to give them the popcorn and then run into my room and get out of the dress. I poured the popcorn in two bowls then slowly walked them in the living room. I could both hear they stare at me. The football game was almost ready to start and no one said a word, they just looked. Once I delivered the bowls my husband grabbed my hand and decided that I had to walk in front of Simon and show him how well the dress looked at me. Simon smiled and spoke and told me that I looked better than all the girls he had ever taken home from work. That didn’t make me feel better, but I kept my eyes away from Simon and I turned around for him every time my husband wanted me to. I finally got dragged on my husband’s lap. In the high shoes I had on there was no way to keep my balance and had no trouble dragging me into the position he wanted him to sit sideways on his lap in front of Simon who was in the chair next to us. I whispered softly in the ears of my husbands I was ready to go back to our bedroom and change from these clothes. They told me I’d watch the football game with them as I usually would. I liked football and watched most of my husband’s matches. I just wanted to go change tonight from these clothes that reveal terribly.

I looked at the first trimester then it was necessary to look at the second trimester. I had to get up and go to the kitchen once, get all the beers, or whatever else I asked. Both Wayne and Simon were constantly talking about the game. They also told me how big I was in my new football dress. I didn’t say a word. I caught our biggest neighbor staring at me all the time. It was when half the time came that my real problems would really hit me. My husband pulled me up and lowered the volume on TV. I didn’t know, but neither did his best friend know what Wayne was about to do. Everything was supposed to end in half a time, but sometimes during the game my husband made other plans for me. I created a monster and now I couldn’t control it in any way. My husband pressed a button on the CD player attached to his great stereo and suddenly soft romantic music began to play the whole house. He had speakers in the ceiling in almost every single room. He pulled me in my arms and pushed my arms around my neck. I feel that the little doll dress is pulling up and only my panties now covered me from my life down. I started getting angry a little bit and the second I said something about a huge slap filled the air and my ass crooked by the hard blow. My husband turned my head to him and asked me if I wanted a five-minute spanking in front of our guest. That was the last thing I wanted to do. I shake my head no and for a full song I was danced around the room with Wayne’s best friend getting the view only a husband should have the right to see.

It was after the song that I got on the couch and passed out when my husband asked our neighbor if he wanted a dance. Another slow song had started and I saw how quickly Simon jumped up and tried to get me for a dance. I walked away and knew they had crossed a line that I didn’t want to let happen. I felt my body firmly masturbated towards my husband and without being able to fight it really made me descend over his lap and my little doll dress pulled up over my butt. I let a strong plea deal come from my mouth while I prayed to my husband to make everything stop here and now. Second, I heard the first slap and my feet got furiously kicked out while my husband started slapping me right in front of his friend. I felt really embarrassed like never before. I don’t know how long my butt was whipped, but when I prayed to make it stop at last. I was crying again and I knew I had no control of the situation. My husband kicked my ass off any sign I didn’t do what he wanted. I remembered telling him with my words to do exactly that if I didn’t behave. He was taking every word I told him as a law. That’s what I asked, that’s exactly what I was getting. I looked at our neighbor thru my weeping eyes and he was laughing and behind my back slapped my husbands as I just saw. I knew they were together, and there was probably nothing I could do to destroy them.

I was given a towel and told me to clean my face. The music was still playing and as soon as my tears were wiped out, my husband drove me to the arms of his friends and for two long dances my almost naked body was pressed into his. I couldn’t even open my eyes. In the end I was delivered back to my husband and I was told to thank our neighbor for a great dance and a very beautiful night. Then I couldn’t open my mouth again when I heard my husband tell me to invite Simon back to the Monday night football game. I knew it would be the same, and I couldn’t say it. It wasn’t until my husband asked our neighbor if he wanted to help me dodge until I acted like a cute little popcorn that makes his wife. I dropped my head with those words, then I turned around and I quickly invited the guy I hoped never to see again Monday night for more kick. He asked me if I would wear my new popcorn dress again and I just shook the head SI so he would finally come back to his house. I heard Simon finally accept my forced invitation then I felt so relieved when I saw him shake the hands of my husbands and leave our door.

I started tearing myself up and the second my husband saw that he dragged me into the bedroom and pushed me back to the bed. He wasn’t nice, it wasn’t even what I’d call nice. Because he made me work so I’ll never know. She just pushed my thin panties to the side and fucked me very hard for at least 20 or 30 minutes. He kissed me and felt like I was a ten-cent prostitute. I disbanded in his hands and he could hear what’s going on. After I came all my stomach turned around and pushed her dick wet and messy in my mouth and then drove her tongue right to my very wet pussy. He hadn’t pushed me to position 69 before we were married. I couldn’t control myself and neither could he. I came twice to his tongue and flooded my mouth after about 8 minutes of soft wet sweat. He turned around and told me how much he loved me. Now I saw the exact opposite personality of the guy who had been with me most of the night. My dear husband was back!

My husband stripped me, took me to a hot bath with him, then we went to bed and we talked softly for over an hour. We talked about everything, including the fear of our neighbor who saw so much about me. My husband told me he was a great guy and he promised not to say a word. Wayne told me he trusted Simon as much as a brother. I tried to tell Wayne that his best friend was kind of a womanizer, but there was no theft with him. They had been friends and shared too many secrets for too many years. I was still frightened by my thoughts that our neighbor who was 13 years older then me and could have his choice of girls because of his appearance and money now he saw more than me then he should never have been allowed. I had one of the most beautiful nights back with my husband by my side. He couldn’t do enough for me and I had a lot of things to think about during the weekend. My husband stayed by my side and we went out and did so much fun together. I called my girl on Sunday night and told her my life couldn’t be better. He already knew I was doing exactly as he told me I had to. I just didn’t know my husband was pushing me far beyond everything your husband had done to her. They kept everything in the family, because I was the only person who knew what was going on. All I cared about was the way I didn’t feel so alive. I was looking forward to seeing my husband as soon as I got home, I had to work.

Monday I went to work and vaguely in the back of my mind was the invitation I had made to our neighbor to come tonight and watch the football game. I pushed her out of my mind, but somehow I knew she would come and probably wept in front of him like the last two times she was here. I came home from work, but my husband wasn’t found. He was out shopping with his best friend for the game tonight. Wayne didn’t come home until 18:00 and I had dinner ready for him. I knew something would happen, but I didn’t know what. The boys bought another dress, but that pushed me back to fighting until I could fight again. At 6:45 the doorbell played and it was Simon. I tried to act like it was normal. Simon gave me a big hug and asked me how his “Grega POPORN” was holding. He made me blush for a couple of seconds. Then my husband grabbed my hand and it would be a long 45 minutes before we left the bedroom again. I knew something would happen. Just like the times before our bedroom door was left open and I tried to reason with Wayne that he should close the door before starting. My husband ignored me again and pulled out the packages from under the bed. Slowly he pulled everything out. It was from a different store this time and I saw a short black skirt on the bed and had a large white belt with a great playboy emblem on it. Then I saw the little red canopy that had two words written in big white letters through it, GO TEAM. It was all there was on the bed and I told myself that this night might not be so bad at all.

It wasn’t until I saw the rest of the dress and then my husband told me what we were doing that I lost him again and told him he was going too far. I told him I wanted to call our game and we could talk about it later tonight after his friend left home. I could see from Wayne’s face that I had nothing to do with my husband, but with his alter ego. I really needed to make him realize I didn’t want to do this tonight. I was dragged hard into my husband’s hand and just lowered my knees because I was fighting him so much. He usually stripped me naked but I fought so strong that he pushed me over my knee and hugged me as much as he could with only the pants pulled down and all the rest still on my body. I kept telling him to stop talking about tonight before I did. The more I was talking, my slaps seemed to be me. Every night I lasted longer and tonight was no exception. I could take more spankings every time, but my ass has a lot of punishment every time I did. I was crying so loud when I gave it in that it was supposed to look like I was dying. I gave in and prayed to my husband not to slave me anymore. I didn’t want to do what he planned, but my mind told me I would do it one way or another. That made me fear more than tonight, then every night until today.

I was stripped and taken to the bathroom. I was surprised my husband took a bath for me. It hurts like chickens when I sat in the water, but then as the pool made me feel better. I looked at my husband to flavor my body then when he reached the medical cabinet and pulled out his razor I knew exactly what would be his next step. I snapped my head and I slipped, but everything he did pushed me back and widened my knees. I felt the shaver in my legs and I knew it would shave everything. It happened so fast that I was amazed. He ripped me off and shaved me again. He lifted my legs up in the air and felt the shaver near my small butt tight cheeks while he removed every piece of hair he could find. I stopped crying, but my eyes were still full of tears. He dried me up and looked down and saw a teenager’s pussy on my body. I had shaved before, but never everything. I would have felt really bad if I knew this suggestion came from your best friend and it wasn’t my husband’s idea. Simon told my husband I had to be shaved. She could see my filthy hair last time I had to turn around in front of him. He stuck his whole point of view and made a good point in front of my husband that I would probably fight all the way. Surprising, this didn’t bother me as much as what they planned for me tonight. My husband gave me the brush and the trick and told me I had five minutes to make it up to me. I didn’t really want to wear makeup, but at his request I put lipstick, shadow of the eyes, and illuminated the cheeks.

I watched Wayne spray me down with my perfume bottle, then he drove me to our bed. I looked at the little dress and I knew what she planned for tonight. I looked at Wayne and asked him nicely if we couldn’t talk about it before it happened. I heard another hard slap on my ass while my legs were lifted and the black mini skirt was pulled up. He took it and then laced the big white belt that had a playboy emblem on it. I was turned around and I felt my legs lifted up while pulling a pair of panties around my life. I couldn’t see them, but I knew they felt like socks and they were probably very thin. He fixed my panties as he wanted them, then he turned me back to him and slipped the red canoe around my chest and tied it in the back. I tried to look at myself, but before I could look at the dress. Wayne pushed me to the bed and made me lie down completely. I watched as he lifted every leg one at a time and a pair of high white thigh tube was pulled up the legs. I could say these were those ultra-sexual mesh tubes and I knew there was no way to wear them if I had a voice in it. Finally the long legs were disappointed and then my eyes began to water like those big red shoes with four-inch heels were guided on my feet. I hated the way they felt standing and how embarrassing they made me walk.

I was relieved and my husband surprised me by slapping my ass twice and giving me a warning. If I do something he doesn’t like in the next two hours, the second we get home our neighbor will be able to see how it feels to whip my naked ass until I cry for him to stop. I knew I didn’t want it to happen, but I also knew I didn’t want to go with my husband and his friend where they wanted to take me. I was driven back to the door and walked very slowly in the high heels I was in. I wanted to ask my husband to do anything else, I probably would have done anything not to leave the house on this floor. I went to our neighbor, where he grabbed my other arm and both guys started taking us to our garage. I was pushed to the front seat with my husband driving and his best friend Simon sitting on the other side. I had no idea where they were taking me, but I prayed no one would see me. They drove for about 30 minutes that put us out of the area that most of our friends lived. We pulled over to a little sports bar and started drooling while he pulled me out of the car. I talked, and I prayed Wayne to take me home. He pushed me around and slapped me hard and whispered that if he brought me home his friend would whip me until I could bear to be so little cooperative. I just accepted that offer, but at the last second he decided to keep his mouth shut. I knew I wouldn’t win no matter what I said or offered.

Both brought me in, and as I thought my head turned to me as the three of us slowly entered. Everyone was at the bar watching the game and I heard a lot of cheering not for the game, but for me while walking in high heels. There were other women, but no clothes like me. The skirt was super short and I felt like I didn’t have panties. I haven’t known for a while, but I was practically there. There weren’t enough stools to get me up and down on my husband’s lap. My face was brilliant red as he ordered three beers for all of us to drink. I couldn’t wait to start drinking. Finally I managed to look down my dress and it was different from anything I would ever want to wear. The upper part of the upper thigh tube showed and had large white bows on them. My black skirt just kept me covered and my upper part looked glued to my breasts. We drank a lot of beers until half the time came, my husband whispered in my ear if I was ready to go home. I shook my head and I was submissive as I could be. I whispered a YES in his ear. I was trying to figure out how to make my way when my husband had full control of the situation. It would take me a while to figure it out. But I was quickly learning what to say that NO would simply not work. I had to learn to compromise with other things that guys might want, but I hadn’t learned yet.

Wayne paid the bar bill and made a little smile while two guys drove me to our car. I felt everyone prayed to my husband to stay for the second half. A huge load was lifted from my shoulders as Simon now helped me in our car. The sight he suddenly had between my legs would have attacked him for a long time. My freshly shaved pussy has been split wide open for him while turning my legs together as quickly as possible. I knew I had panties so he couldn’t show up. I didn’t know they were less jerks and that’s why I felt so much air and breeze as I walked. I didn’t even think of my husband putting my ass on me. We went home and arrived from the beginning. I was taken to the bedroom and watched while my husband stripped me and pulled out the little doll dress I wore a few nights back. I didn’t have to say a word, Wayne whispered in my ear that I could watch the second half here at home or at the bar. I did not move a muscle while slipping the sexy dress on my body and then walked in the bathroom and sprayed my body and dressed down with my perfume. I smell how soft and sweet the perfume made me feel. It was my favorite perfume bottle and not a very cheap at all.

I was led into the living room and there in the chair was Simon waiting for us. Once again I was brought to a position right in front of Simon and said to turn around slowly for him so that Simon could see how beautiful I looked. Tonight Simon had a fantastic view of my new BALD PUSSY look and I did what my husband asked me without ever looking at Simon. Just like the last time I was led to my husband lap down and for the rest of the neighborhood I sat there in front of Simon and watched the game with them. Then, after the quarter, I was pushed on the couch and in a move that surprised me my husband started dating me. I knew our neighbor was right next to us watching everything. I got nervous when Wayne kissed me and kissed me French. My hands were pulled over my head and I was whispered again and instructed not to move a muscle or I would pay for it. I felt one of my legs moved by my husband and that foot was guided to the floor while opening my legs about 18 inches. He was still kissing me and I was so worried about what his friend was thinking about all this. I didn’t see our neighbor get up and go to the end of the couch. She was looking at my body and panties didn’t hide any of my freshly shaved feminins. I started shaking my husband’s arms a little bit, like we did for another five minutes. My husband never did much more then kiss me and move my legs around some.

Finally I heard the beginning of the next quarter and heard the door open and closed. I turned my head around and tried to see if Wayne’s friend was still here. I heard my husband told me to relax. He left. It was like lifting a boulder out of my shoulder. Now, like my husband did my hands on me. My thin panties were the first thing to disappear quickly. As much as I was thru, I immediately turned on and as much as I wanted to move my husband wouldn’t let me move a muscle. My hands were still on my head and his body was sitting right next to me. What I still didn’t know was that at the end of the sofa was Wayne’s best friend. He was kneeling at the end of the couch and watching everything Wayne did to me. My legs were wide open and Wayne smiled at his best friend while I laid them and let my husband fuck me slowly until his whole hand was completely wet. My husband had his head back and his hands on my head. He moves slowly over me on the couch and I heard him pull his legs on his shoulders. This was Wayne’s favorite position because he had so much control and could get into me as soft or as hard as he wanted.

I heard Wayne slip into me and then pushed my ass even higher up in the air while he drove all the way. Our neighbor was getting a vision of me being fucked that even my husband had never seen. All I kept in private was right there to see Wayne’s friend. Simon’s thoughts were about to be disgusting as a boy could think. At that time, Simon knew I’d be his new fucking toy. He couldn’t think of a better situation. I lived right next door, I was married and loved my husband, so I wouldn’t want to try to catch him or force him to engage. I was also very nice and much younger then he is the way he liked all his girls to be. As Simon observed, I was fucked very roughly for about four minutes then Wayne again pulled out and creamy from belly with all its thick warm creams. Wayne looked back and shook Simon’s head and slowly his best friend disappeared in the kitchen. After a few seconds I was pulled up and brought to the bedroom where our door was then closed. Wayne’s friend walked by his house while my husband fucked me again and took me away with his tongue as he usually did. I was so emotionally confused by the way I felt about everything. I was never as embarrassed as I was brought out tonight in that little dress, but I had never been so much in love with my husband as I was now. He did everything I asked him to do. I had so much on my mind my depression had completely gone and I had more orgasms this week then since I was a teenager giving them to myself. I knew I could still stop it, but I didn’t want it to stop, because you got me.

Just like every other time we chatted for about 20 minutes about the night. I asked Wayne if he thought things would go too far. I didn’t want my friends to find out what made me do for him. Wayne kissed me and asked me if you trusted me or not. I told him if I didn’t trust him, he wouldn’t do the things he did with me. He promised me no one except his best friend would ever find out. He told me Simon was a real friend and he could never tell a soul, no matter how much he saw or how much things had gone. I let my husband know again how scared I was sometimes. He kissed me strong and I kept him as if he was the last man on earth. He looked in my eyes and asked me if I wanted him to stop. I had a way out if I wanted to, and he was pretty sure what my answer would be. I shook his head No, and I told him I liked to keep it that way and all week after everything was over. Wayne told me I’d never be able to stop anything the day it happened. The more I complained, the more my pretty ass would be shaken. I smiled and said I already got it. We fell asleep in my arms and felt great when I got up. I was a new person and I knew my husband would never be the same sweet guy I married five years ago, at least not a couple of times a week. The good thing is that I liked my new boyfriend even better, at least right now I thought about doing it.

I told Wayne once a week was enough for me, but he was about to write his rules. Tuesday nothing outside the norm happened, but Wednesday would be another day I would fight to what would come to do with me. I went home Wednesday after work and my husband was already home and was waiting for me. Tonight would bring me with surprise. As soon as I walked into the door, he pushed me into the room and began to undress. I didn’t fight while sitting in the tub and washing. Then he pulled his shaver from the toilet and I saw him shave all the cloth from my pussy. I asked him how much I should have gone without my hair down here. Wayne was kind and said until he was ready to see me. I was helped in our bedroom where there were some new packages and all my old clothes. I was sitting there naked when my husband pulled out something from my pocket that boiled my blood. His hand was his small cell phone, and he opened up and pointed in my direction. The flash went away and I jumped up and asked him what he was doing. He told me he was taking pictures, so he would never forget anything about what was going on.

He knew I would never let naked photos of me. We went on years ago when he bought a digital camera. I yelled at him that it wouldn’t have happened and he had what he wanted. He came on my side and asked me to erase that photo. Instead, he grabbed my hand and tried to pull me on my legs. I was a wild cat fighting for my life. I yelled at him and told him he wouldn’t win this fight. He can never take naked photos of me, MAI! I’ve had the spanking of my life, like I’ve done for the first time for a long time. He made it quick and skin my bare ass like he was turning off a fire. I fought hard but soon he did me right where he wanted me. I kept fighting as long as I could and then I started begging him not to take pictures because sooner or later we’d both regret it. I knew a lot of girls who were embarrassed that their photos ended up on the internet and could never be pulled back. I was really crying while I asked Wayne to rethink what he wanted me to do. Finally I cried very loud and I think the crying was releasing all the negative emotions that had been stored inside me all these years. This was my theory about why it worked so well with me and my girlfriend.

I finally gave it in, but I prayed Wayne to be very careful with the photos. I didn’t even think this was his cell phone camera and not his digital camera. If you were using a cell phone camera, it would only take a couple of keys to send it to any other cell phone in the world. As tears flowed from my eyes, my husband posed me and took a photo after the image. He pulled out a brand new dress and it was all red with blue finishes on all of it. Not until she pushed her to my body, I realized she was a French maid dress. It was very tight on my body and the skirt came down exactly at the bottom of the ass cheeks. I looked like a white tube was pulled up my legs then I was delivered a red cap and two pins and I was told to pin it in my hair. I saw the tall red heels that slipped on my feet and again I turned around like some kind of white panties were pulled up my legs. The panties barely covered my ass and felt like they were networked, although I couldn’t see them as they were dragged to my body from behind. I continued to see Wayne move in front of me and take some photos after each object was slipped on my body. Once again it was our neighbor that I had to thank for this new idea. Most of the bad things ended up coming to Simon even though my husband accepted them no doubt.

I was raised and taken to the bathroom and for the first time my husband really drove how I put the makeup on my face. He told me what colors and how much and my face ended up as brilliant as a three-year coloring book. After I was sprayed down I was guided into the living room and was pleasantly surprised when our neighbor was not there. I had to pose for the photos then my husband took me to the back patio and began to open the sliding glass door. When he told me where we were going I wanted to put on a huge fight, but I was really beginning to realize that there was no support outside once the night started. I knew my ass would be whipped until I walked in. I asked my husband if only Simon was at his house. He looked at me funny and said of course about Simon. I didn’t want her to have a girl there when I was going in with this nasty little trick on my body. I had to walk in our yard and then in our neighboring yard. I was really happy that it was dark out and none of our porch lights were on. We ended up walking to the back door and had to lower the head as Simon started to my new outfit and said something about being happy that the cleaning service had finally presented.

I was really embarrassed again as my husband delivered his camera to our neighbor then drove me around the living room and put me to myself pretending that I was polishing the furniture or aspiring the carpet. I couldn’t look back the first time my husband twisted my life and I knew only my panties were covering all my private. My thin panties were completely made of the same material that my mesh tube was. They didn’t cover me at all, but I was glad they were there. I was bent on the back of the couch and I suppose I’d straighten the pillows. My husband bent me and laid my legs. I was close to crying, but I didn’t. Then I heard his hands go to my thin panties and he started pulling them down. I masturbated and turned to him and didn’t say very loud. I knew when he started pulling me on the couch what he would do. He kept pushing me every week and this night was no different. He told me if I didn’t stop fighting he’d help our friend. I wasn’t going to go without panties in front of our neighbor, no matter how much my husband asked to do it.

I was saying there’s nothing strong and kicked my feet while my husband was trying to get on my knees. I heard another pair of hands grab mine and once they had both hands were pulled behind my back and my feet were coupled by the legs of my husbands. I could hear him say I shouldn’t have fought. We talked about it. I heard him tell his friend my ass belonged to him tonight. I felt the movement below and then a big cold hand slapped me squarely between my cheeks and knew immediately that it was not the hand of my husbands who now spanked me. I screamed three or four times, but the big hand kept shaking me and warming both ass cheeks. I couldn’t believe my ass now was shaken by our neighbor. Then I saw a bright flash and this made me start crying even before then normally I would. Not only the two guys who were training to slave me, my picture was taken at the same time by one of them. I think they hugged me and told me how bad I was for about seven long minutes. All I could do was lower my head and ask my husband to stop it. I heard him ask if I was ready to do what I promised I would do what he asked me. With my face covered with tears and red beak, I asked him to stop and I won’t fight anymore. I think his friend was unhappy that he finally stopped shaking me. He looked like my ass shot from red to purple and was having a really good time to whip a girl my age as much as he could. It was power and he liked it as much as my husband.

I was standing straight and crying and rubbing my ass. My husband told me to go up and pull down my panties and hand them over to him. I turned around and looked at it and gave it the most pleasant look possible. I really wanted you to know that I didn’t want to. He asked me if I wanted our friend to keep my spanking for another five minutes. I hit my head and told me to hand him his panties. Slowly, I pulled the thin net panties from my legs. I knew my ass and shaved pussy was right there in sight because my maid skirt was too short to hide them. My husband moved me and again I was put in the same position as I was before. I could see the white flash from the camera and all this was much more then I never thought I could catch. I also knew it was our neighbor to watch the viewer and decide where to point the camera to take each photo. For 20 minutes I was walking around the house of our neighbors and he placed me like I was doing homework. What really made me start crying again was when I heard that hot slippery juices start running down the inside of my legs. I couldn’t believe I was so excited to push that fluid out, but the more I tried to stop it, the more the pussy came. It took ten minutes to dry. I don’t know how many times that damn white flash went away, but I was more ready to stop it. I woke up when Wayne asked me if I was ready to go home. I was happy taking me to the back door of the patio, but as we arrived there he saw the pool and decided to push me not the last time tonight. It wasn’t so late and it wasn’t ready enough for our night to finish.

I noticed our neighbor was behind us while Wayne pushed me down one of the patio chairs. Slowly began to deflect my tall red heels and pulled them out quickly from my body. My pipe went down and then started trying to lift the dress up as a waitress right over my head. I looked up and asked him not to bare me in front of our neighbor and on the open rear porch. As always my husband threw my hands over my head and continued to do what he wanted to do with me. He took off my dress and then took off my cute hat. He almost drove me naked on the side of the pool and I on shouted as our neighbor took a couple of photos of me getting into the water with not a point of clothes on my body. As soon as I walked in I saw Wayne start pulling out his pants and shirt and in less than 60 seconds he was naked and in the pool next to me. Your best friend took more pictures of me in my husband’s arms, then I shake my head, no, like you started taking your shirt off. I turned around and heard a spray about 25 seconds later. In a few seconds I felt the other body right next to me in the pool. All three of us were completely naked and standing side by side at the bottom of the pool.

I was so scared I couldn’t move and I knew better to say a word. My husband took me in my arms and drove me to the pool. I saw our neighbor out of the pool and hoped it was over for the night. Instead he entered and lit the green light under the water. Then he turned on his stereo and had music playing loudspeakers in the patio. Just like my husband had a very slow sexy music playing. I heard my husband disappointed me. He drove my feet above him and pulled me near his body. I also heard the splash while Simon went back to the pool. Wayne danced around me and kissed me while the song continued to play and sometimes a white flash lit the back patio. I didn’t pray other neighbors wondered what was going on. I knew they probably couldn’t even see him. For two songs my husband danced around the bottom of the pool. Then he took me to the limit and whispered in my ear that we would go home early if I hadn’t fought with him anymore. That was the best news I heard because I was afraid of being caught by someone in the pool with these two naked boys. It would be bad enough if it was just me and my husband, but our neighbor was naked, and I could never explain.

When the next song started my husband drove me to the pool side just where his friend was standing. He turned around me until I was in front of Simon and looked in total shock while he threw my arms around our neighbor and pushed my naked body to his. I heard my husband told me to dance a couple of songs or we’d be here for a long time, then I was hoping to stay. I turned around and turned my head to Wayne. He had that look on his face that I would have done or I’m sorry if I hadn’t. I could read his face like a book when he was in this mood. I felt my hands go around my life and I was relieved and again put down on our big feet neighbors. I closed my eyes tightly while my breasts pushed hard into my neighbors’ chest and Simon’s arms shoved my life near his. He started taking a few steps and because my feet were above my body went with him. My chin was on my shoulder and I refused to open my eyes. I could hear my hardened nipples and I knew my neighbor felt it too. He danced around me and slowly his hands moved slower until they were on my ass and he felt me while he pulled me tighter in his body. I whispered in my ear the word PLEASE not two or three times. His hands were under the water and I didn’t know if Wayne knew what he was doing or not. The first song ended and I tried to get away from the naked body pinned to mine. I was screwed and I heard my husband talk and tell me to dance with Simon until they told me I could stop. This was all so fun for my husband and what I really amazed was how much he liked to share me with his best friend. Where the hell is he from?

The next song made me cry while I felt Simon’s hand on my butt and one on my chest. My eyes were closed, but I could still light up from my husband’s camera. I also started to feel my neighbors hard dick as he was really rigid and his dick rubbed right against my pussy every step we did. Once I shake my head, but I knew until my husband said I could stop there was nothing I could do. I stayed in my neighbors’ arms for another six minutes. Eventually, I heard Wayne pull me out and held me tight and danced a last song with me. His friend went out and dried up and slipped on him. I was completely emptied by tonight’s events and I went out with my husband as our photo was taken about six or seven times. I dried up and put myself in the dress of the little waitress. Simon had disappeared in his house and we waited about four minutes for him to come back. My husband made me embrace his best good night friend and my face had to be a very bright red like I did. My husband got my phone back and slowly did exactly what my husband asked me. Once I walked into our house, I broke up like the first time I happened.

I knew the routine and my husband took me in three different ways kissing me all the time and drying my tears while he went. He took me to the bedroom, took me away with his tongue twice as he always did, then kept me close and asked me how I felt right now. I had fun talking to him this time. I asked him if he knew he let his naked friend hear me and touch me dancing. At first Wayne didn’t answer then he said so what! Wayne started talking and told me I would never have control of any of his nights. He told me he loved me more now and he never wanted me to leave his side. He also told me that this is exactly what I asked and I felt like helping just how I thought it would be. I listened to my husband telling me that it was too late to change things and that from now on he would have nights that I would not be allowed to choose what happened. I thought about it and asked him if he liked what was going on between us. I looked at Wayne and asked him if he liked to know that another guy was looking at my naked body and feeling me in ways only a husband should be allowed to do. Wayne approached me to his body and said it was the most exciting thing that ever happens in our lives since we first met. That’s when I knew what it meant to my husband. He needed it and he wanted it now as much as I had before when I asked him to do it for me. My questions were all answered, my husband was happy with everything that was happening and I told myself that I should adapt to it if I wanted this new crazy lifestyle to continue.

I took out with my husband and gently whispered inside his ear if he was sure he wanted to continue on this road. As Wayne kissed my hand found my shaved pussy and slowly inserted two fingers in my pussy still very humid. He turned around and told me it was exactly what he wanted most in his life. Like an economic novel I’ve suspired and told him OK, we were in the long run. I just told him he couldn’t leave me or tell a person about what we were doing with our neighbor. I heard Wayne promise me, and then we made it before we fell asleep in the arms. I don’t know if Wayne knew it or not, but while we were sleeping his friend Simon was watching all the pictures we took tonight on Wayne’s cell. He took my husband’s phone and sent every photo directly to the phone. I didn’t even take an hour because my worst fears come true. We didn’t even have control of the photos my husband had taken just an hour ago. What would happen to them now also included Simon’s wishes and wishes. I’m glad I didn’t know at the time, or I would have been a nervous disaster forever. The thing I knew about Simon was that he fucked up like we went to butter. I don’t think my photos could be in worse hands, then Simon’s.

The next morning I asked Wayne to calm down some and not make it happen so often. I really wanted to enjoy these nights, not make them so routine that they didn’t work anymore. Wayne was so good. She looked and said twice a week ok, please, at least twice a week. I shake my head SI and we’re both headed to our job. I’ve never felt so close to Wayne right now. I didn’t care much about how our next night would be together. He definitely changed our life as I hoped. All week, nothing happened from the norm. On Monday, Thursday, I was coming home and watching TV and stuff like that, but not once I feel like it was a special night. Friday night will change everything so fast I could ever imagine. As soon as I got home my husband was there and he never beat me home. I immediately knew there was something up and seconds later while I was dragged down the hallway from my arm I knew it would be a very long night.

While my husband pushed me into the bathroom, I started thinking about the whole process. Overall it was so wild and exciting I thought about it most of my days. Suddenly I wanted to see what happens if I removed a part of it. While Wayne gave me a soap and shaved me completely smoothly, I thought I’d change a little tonight just to see how it would be. I went out and got dried, then Wayne put me in front of the mirror and made me put a fresh makeup. This time I had fun with him. For some reason I wasn’t afraid, at least not yet. I knew I had more makeup at that time, even on the days when I was a teenager and I felt everything. After Wayne made sure that I smelled very sweet, he drove me to the bedroom and asked me if I was ready to go out tonight. I smiled and I shake my head SI and until this point I gave him no resistance at all. Wayne pulled out the little black skirt with the white playboy belt and the top of tight red protection. I let Wayne dress me up like he wanted. The socks, the small white panties, even the 4 inch high heels. For the first time, I pushed him away, and I put some of his clothes on. I looked at his face to see what his reaction would be, and I could say I confused him. I was as happy as I wanted to see how messed up it would be if I acted like I liked everything they threw me. It was my way of fighting in a way they would never guess.

I saw Wayne snap a couple of photos of me and for some reason I still didn’t notice he was with his phone and not his digital camera. I’m sure I’d ask him why the camera instead of the best digital camera. They’d have my suspicions a little more likely. As we went out of the bedroom, I was sure I’d see our neighbor waiting for me. It was a surprise to see that we had the house for us. It was about five minutes later when the doorbell played and my husband told me my date was here and I had to go answer the door. This was the point where I’d behave. I had no idea who would be there, but I prayed that it was Simon next door. I swallowed it hard, but I got along with my husband’s request and I opened the door to see Simon dressed in a rose beam in my hand. She came right before someone saw him and gave me flowers and gave me a dick on my cheek. I looked at my husband and asked if everyone was ready to go. I asked him gently where we were going tonight. All I’d say is I was going to the party with my blind date. Wayne took me away and told me I had to treat Simon just like I would have a blind date I really liked. I think they wanted me to fight right now, but instead I shake my head and I didn’t say a word. I knew it was supposed to be hunted by my husband, and maybe Simon.

I could see both guys staring at me and wondering what was going on. This had to be their big plan to make me angry and angry so that both could use their power over me. Instead I was quiet and Simon finally pushed me the roses in my hand as I heard it say ‘LETS GO PARTY’. Second, it was Simon who was leading me to our garage and my husband was behind me not to make a sound. I was led to the back door of our car where I was helped by our neighbor and then pushed in next to me. Wayne came in front of us and he would have been our driver for the evening. I was approached to Simon and told me I was really good tonight in my super sexy dress. He put his arm around me on our way out of our block and out the highway. I knew it was dark, and no one would make our car. This was a scenario where I never imagined myself. I was a blind date for my older neighbor with my husband, some kind of escort at night. It was something I could really struggle hard to stop, but now I knew it wouldn’t make a difference. I wanted to see how Wayne and I felt at the end of the night if I didn’t give him the cause of squealing my ass. I really had to suck it while Simon started kissing my cheek and playing with my legs but not once I said a word to stop it.

We were taken to a small country music club about 35 minutes from the house. Wayne barely said a word, but Simon kept kissing my cheek and trying to turn my head towards him. I didn’t let her when we finally started getting out of the car. I started feeling very embarrassed again to be here in public in the dress I wore. My husband stayed behind us all the way to the bar. I was in Simon’s arms and I knew the kids were wondering why I wouldn’t do any kind of fight. In a way, this was my fight, doing nothing to make them angry. It didn’t take long to realize I wouldn’t mess up. I was sitting next to Simon and he was wrapped around me and bought me a drink. I shake my head the first time he wanted me to dance. The live band had just started playing the first song and no one else was dancing. I knew we’d be at the center of attention if you went out there. It was then that I was told by Simon, not by my husband, that he would squirt my ass right here in the club if I told him no again. I looked at Wayne and he wouldn’t come in one way or another. I was pulled out of my place in the little dress and I could say that all the attention was on me as I strutted to the dance floor the best I could in the high heels and started dancing with my neighbor.

That night I threw down a ton of drinks mainly because I wanted to. I don’t know how many songs I had to dance with Simon and about the night he pulled me into my lap where I’d spend the rest of the night. I just said a word to Wayne all night and he didn’t dance with me once. The boys knew that this would really bother me at no end, but I turned the tables on them not complaining at all. The boys paid the bill around 10:30 that night and again was our neighbor acting like he was my husband. He escorted me from the club, helped me in the car and kept me as if I was his prize possession. As soon as we entered the garage and the garage door closed the second half of my blind date would begin. I went into the bedroom but this time at Simon’s. As far as I know, it was the first time Simon had ever been in our room. I got nervous when he came under the bed and pulled out the dress of the little waitress. My husband must have put the dress there and told him where he would be.

I didn’t see Wayne anywhere like Simon really acted like he was my husband and told me I had to change and go out and show my little warm body out to Simon’s best friend, who just was my HUSBAND! I was really upset while Simon started undressing me. I just started fighting, but I said I’d end up anyway. Within two minutes I was naked in my bedroom standing in front of my neighbor pretending to be my husband. I was dressed in the dress of the waitress, but this time Simon just threw the thin panties under the bed and told me we wouldn’t need it anymore. It took about ten minutes to undress me and then put me back in my new dress. Simon finally escorted me to the living room where my husband drank everyone. He had soft music playing on the radio and for the first time he grabbed me and danced around the floor. He whispered that I was a very bad girl tonight, being so cooperative with a first blind date. I could feel him laughing as he told me he had Simon and himself all confused because I wasn’t acting like I should have. He brought me a smile in my face because I knew I was doing very different things tonight. I whispered in my husband’s ear and asked him if he bothered me not to fight back. My answer came with a wet kiss and a soft pat on the ass. It was then that I knew my husband was enjoying this even without me getting my bright red ass from the boys.

After that first dance my husband turned me to Simon and told me that better to listen to my blind date because he had all the power tonight. I knew what he meant, if someone whipped me, he’d be our neighbor. I didn’t want to be spanked at all tonight, this was my goal. I was brought on the couch and pushed back as if I was the last time in this dress with the two boys in the room. Last time, my husband pushed me back and Simon looked. This time my husband was on the other chair while Simon pushed my apartment on the couch. I started panicking when Simon moved his head and started kissing me on my lips. They kicked my feet and thought I’d masturbate and stop things right here. I really wanted to stop him because he was pushing things a little too far. Then I remembered that none of the boys would hear a word I told them. It was like a strong doorbell left and now I really knew I couldn’t stop something, not a little thing. While Simon kissed my hands fell to my legs and slowly washed them until he hit dirty pay and my pussy was so wet that he was already doing a wet spot on the couch. Just like before my two hands were stuck over my head and my feet were scattered a foot so that Wayne could see everything I let Simon do to me.

While my husband looked, Simon took out with me and slowly started fingering my very wet pussy. I didn’t want to let anyone know how close I was to Cumming. No other man, but my husband has touched me like this since I met him. I kept myself as long as I could, but I think trying to keep me from doing everything twice as bad. I felt the feeling of boiling in my stomach and breast and every part of my body. Everything Simon was doing was fucking me slowly, but tonight was all he’d get. I started seeing white flashes and I knew exactly what they came from. I was shaking my head NO while Simon started turning his tongue around my mouth. The next time her fingers approached my clitoris all my body has shaken and right in front of my husband another guy gave me an orgasm that really gave me the world. I was kissing Simon as crazy as he kept fingering me and making me shake the body side by side under him. It was then that Simon realized how excited and excited I was if he could get here. She knew I didn’t even want to kiss him, now my ass and my pussy were pushing until I met her fingers while kissing him like a possessed woman.

Once I settled, I heard Simon go down to my feet. Then I complained very loud when a soft wet tongue began to run up and down my wet pussy lips. I barely heard him while Simon moved my legs like my husband would do as he completely blew his face in my slippery pussy lips. He was like a wild man licking me and pressing his long tongue as inside me as he could. I didn’t think he’d make me cum again, but as always I was completely wrong. For at least seven minutes I had my pussy licked as if she was really from a boy on her first date with a girl. Simon did not leave any untouched point as my body turned back and turned for him and I again twitched with every muscle in my body. I was drained by the two great orgasms that were given to me by the hands and tongue of our neighbor. Never in my wildest imagination would have thought that things would come so far. I was sneaky on the couch in the little waiter’s dress like I heard my neighbor say goodbye, then he left our front door. It was my time to be attacked by my husband. He had looked as long as possible and the fire built in him would last longer tonight then never before.

For two hours we’ve been out and fucked at least three different times. I could tell Wayne he was fired for what he saw, and I kept thinking that Wayne made me feel exactly how I felt. It was 2:30 in the morning, when we finally got into bed. We couldn’t get enough of each other that night. We slept until Saturday morning very late, but none of us was in a hurry to get out of bed. For the first time we didn’t talk about last night. We’d always had a nice discussion the night before, but this time we didn’t. There was nothing to say. There’s another great night for both of us. And for the first time, my ass wasn’t painful when I got up the next morning. I loved it much more now that I knew I could do it and not upset the way nights would go. My husband had brought me so far in a couple of weeks. I always felt that the last night was the most exciting of all. I felt like I woke up Saturday morning wrapped in my husband’s arms.

We spent a day shopping and watching movies. I had so much fun on Saturday afternoon with my husband. He bought me every little thing I indicated and it was fun even though it was expensive for Wayne. We went home after a long day and had a big smile on my face. All my problems were very behind me and I said a FREE mental thought to my girlfriend for her really great suggestion. At the time, I thought it was stupid, but trying to light the fires under me and my husband. It was better then he’d ever been in the past and I knew it. I didn’t think anything would happen two days in a row, but Wayne always tried to surprise me. That night around 7:30 p.m. the doorbell sounded and the second I opened it I knew I wouldn’t go to bed early tonight. There on the porch was Simon with another dozen roses in his hands. He walked, closed the door and gave me a big hug and a wet kiss while Wayne sat in the living room and looked at it all from his chair.

I just said goodbye to my husband while Simon drove me to the bedroom and kept pulling his head and kissing me on my lips. I knew it would only happen because my husband wanted it to happen. I started talking to Simon just like he was my husband. I never did that until tonight. I watched Simon undress me, put myself in a small water tank, then take my razor husband who was out on sight and start shaving me smoothly. I was a little embarrassed, but I found myself getting used to the fact that my neighbor would see my body almost every time my husband was. I relaxed in the bathtub and it made me shave for about ten minutes. He helped me and he was even more careful then my husband was. I suppose he should have been, he was receiving treatment like no other guy should be allowed with another wife. We started talking a lot to each other, but we were far away from subjects still too embarrassing. Simon tricked me exactly as I wore it last night. He let me spray with my perfume, then he pulled me out and chose the only “GOING OUT” dress that the boys bought me. Tonight would change and I would be shocked by what he had in store for me at night. I kept telling me no spanking was much better, then a painful ass. I found out last night.

I went into the very provocative dress and then my escort drove me to the living room where Wayne was sitting. Wayne could hear us talk all the time I dressed up. That’s when Wayne made a decision that would really shock me and put me on a fight. I liked not being frustrated and I didn’t want to fight any decisions, I had become much smarter since that first night with my husband. Wayne whispered some things to his best friend, and Simon asked him if he was sure. My husband rang his head and whispered in Simon’s ear to go back to 10:00. Then I saw Wayne hand over the car keys to our neighbor. I was slowly escorted out where the garage was and it was then my husband said very strong, “You two loves have a good time and have returned from TEN”. I looked staring at Simon and I nervously asked if Wayne was joking. Simon approached me, gave me a good kiss and told me very quickly while he pushed me into the garage, ‘NOPE both you and me tonight and he gave me the rights to adapt to your husband and we will go back’.

I clinged while Simon pushed me into the passenger seat and then I went around and got behind the wheel. I turned to Simon and told him I’m not sure I can play this part with my husband. Simon approached me and whispered: “WAYNE is experiencing the most beautiful period of his life right now. You think she’d leave you out of hers if she didn’t want it to happen. If you love him as much as I think you do, put his name on it and see how much you need you to go on doing that! I was scared to death while Simon left the driveway. Then before you know that I was pulled by his side and watched as he led us to a small set of shops across the city. The boys had done their job to buy me another wild dress to wear at night. It was a last second decision for my husband to stay home and let his best friend decide what I would get. The store where I was led was a very well kept adult store. I was embarrassed again as we entered, but once I saw just someone else in the store I started to relax. For 40 minutes I had to try four different clothes. All of them really short and very sexual in nature. But I could say they could be worn out in public if a person really wanted to try to.

I finished in a short school girl type dress and of course the white playboy belt went perfect with it. I couldn’t believe the tight shirt Simon chose for me. There were so many cute to choose from, but he chose one with the words “PORN STAR” written up in silver letters. Then he brought me where they kept their heels and socks. First he matched a pair of brilliant black mesh socks which had a sort of design on the woven side in them. Then we went shopping on the heel and was not surprised when I had the highest couple in the adult store. They were bright whites and perfectly matched the blouse. The hardest part of the night was when I head to wear my new dress at the checkout log and a young guy about my age had to cut tags out of each article. He took his time and I knew he was checking me out while he was cutting labels from my high white heels. I approached Simon’s body, like he could take me. Then he led me to drive and I worried when he turned on a back road and stopped under a bunch of trees.

He helped me and pushed me into the back seat. As soon as I walked in behind me, I prayed with him to take me home and we could have fun with my husband. Simon obviously made me explode like my husband would. I was very quiet while Simon banged my head and slowly removed it from my body. One piece at a time I stripped myself and my whole body trembled. I finally lost him when he barked me and started pushing me back into the seat. I jumped up and told him I couldn’t do anything without Wayne being here. Suddenly I made the same mistake I told myself not to do, no matter what. Simon had the full permission from my husband to shake my ass if you gave him trouble. Wayne knew Simon was taking me to buy new clothes and maybe drink something, but he had no idea his friend had brought me a parking lot. I fought well until Simon put my hands behind my back. I yelled at him that he wasn’t my husband and don’t dare touch me if I said no.

I felt the forced hands bending my body on Simon’s knees in the back seat of my car. Then I screamed a bloody murder for about three minutes, as my little cheeks were hit as much as my neighbor could hit them. It went exactly like every other time. I stopped screaming, then I started crying, then I begged for everything to end. I think my ass was slapped for about seven minutes while I was crying and I didn’t want to give in. So, as we both knew, I finally did. They asked me three times who my husband was, and every time I said the wrong answer was frustrated. I finally told Simon that she was my husband tonight and then Simon asked me what I promised my husband these very special nights. By crying and barely able to talk, I told Simon exactly what he wanted to hear. My husband could have everything he wanted on special nights and I was never allowed to say NO. Simon knew the routine like me. I wasn’t sure what Simon planned for me, but I had a good guess. That’s why I fought so wild and tried to last as long as I could. I knew my ass would do everything tomorrow for this.

I was lifted from Simon’s lap and pushed back into the cold back seat. Simon started kissing me while playing with my hard tits that started perk up as he sucked on their nipples. Then her hand slipped to my pussy and was pleasantly pleased to find that I was wetting and leaving my juices on all the back seat of the car. She started fingering me and kissing me, and at first I didn’t kiss her. Simon moved his mouth and told me that if his wife hadn’t started showing some excitement, she would have suffered five more minutes of spanking that would leave her blue ass for days. My ass already felt blue and burning. It took about five minutes to give me up. I think Simon can feel the moment it happened. I was kissing him and my arms were now around his neck. Her fingers rubbed around my pussy lips and without even trying that she was still driving my wild clitoris with sensations that made me shake the whole body. I was very close to Cumming and I’m sure Simon knew it from the noises I started doing under him.

He moved around some and slowly raised my legs over my body with my hands. His tongue slowly licked my wet pussy and a very strong sound came from my lips. Another couple of ticks and I’d explode in his mouth. While he licked his pants off and pulled out his hard dick. I just passed the point of not returning when he moved his mouth and started kissing my lips. I could taste my pussy juice in my mouth. I moaned with Simon that I was so close, I asked him to finish me please. What I heard later blew me. For a second I thought it was her finger or hand touching my wet pussy lips. Then his body fell on me and his five or six inches flew into me while his balls slapped against my ass. My eyes were wide open and I screamed that he couldn’t fuck me, we couldn’t go so far. I was like a bronch while trying to get him out of me. Suddenly, I heard my hands lifted over my head and holding them with one of his own. Then he used the other hand and reached down and slapped my ass overturned stronger than he could. I kept moving and trying to escape. The only word coming out of my mouth was no while he shoved my dick and slapped me while trying to escape from below him. I never could have realized how good it was for Simon to take me away so hard to get him out of me. My fake husband kept slapping my ass and telling me how good my wet pussy was still slipping up and down her very happy dick. Before I could avoid it happening, his hard dick exploded violently as if it was a firecracker in a July celebration. I heard that our neighbor left out a very satisfying sign of releif while slowly pushed into me. I started asking him if he came into me. I begged him to pull out and not cum inside my body. I told him I wasn’t on the pill, and neither did my husband come into me without condom. Then I heard my neighbor crash on my body and I knew it was over for him. That only meant one thing, he had flooded my pussy with his very dangerous sperm. I was completely broken from that moment on. I started pout and this turned into a constant flow of tears. About five minutes later, Simon moved in and started dating me again. I couldn’t fight it this time, the damage was already done. I wasn’t a good company, and Simon knew he still had an hour with me if he wanted to. For what I thought it wasn’t a reason why he overturned me and gave me something to really cry about. More than five minutes worth shaking the hard core. Simon loved this part as much as he loved to fuck my bald pussy. I got so bad I yelled at him to stop and do whatever he wanted me to do, no matter what it was. I could barely sit in the seat when Simon finally stopped. I started telling me that no matter what else he did to me tonight, fighting with him was no longer an option. My ass hurts me more than every other night and I just told my neighbor that I would do everything he wanted for the rest of the night. I knew I meant to do it, I wouldn’t have found myself in the situation of being spanked again, I couldn’t take another spanking from Simon, hit me even more then my husband did it and I knew he wasn’t afraid of what I could think of him if he was too hard with me. He had nothing to lose and I knew it.

Simon pulled me over him. I was completely naked, she was completely dressed. He pulled my head down and told me to start treating him like it was my dream date or he would crash me again and again until I did. I gave him a little smile, and I asked him please don’t shake me because I was ready to be his girlfriend or wife Willing. Things warmed up immediately from that second time I said it. I took out with Simon and his hands explored my body in everything including the places my husband didn’t even dare touch. As much as I wanted to yell NO, I didn’t. I kissed him and I did it well for him as I could. I heard my neighbor pull off his pants and then close his eyes tightly while driving my shaved pussy right to the head of his cock. Pushing on my shoulders sank my body on his dick until I was flat against my stomach. Then he lowered my head and whispered gently to ride it until he told me to stop. I started moving and looking at Simon’s eyes near the pleasure I was giving him now. I could also see his naked dick slip deep into me and thick purple head just kept opening more like a fungus every time I sank on him. I wasn’t used to seeing things so clearly and had that it was also influenced by me.

I started to think it was my time to establish rules between us. I really pumped my ass up and down and gave Simon what I thought was the best lap of his life. Then suddenly I stopped and Simon didn’t like it at all. I begged him to give me just a minute and he’d like what I had to say. I could say he didn’t want me to stop, but he gave me a minute to talk about my mind. He posed and closed his eyes and told me to hurry and end it. I told him I wasn’t on the pill and it would be so easy for me to get pregnant and ruin all this fun that everyone was having. I told her from now on, if she was wearing a rubber or pulling herself out and coming to her stomach or to her chest like my husband did, I wouldn’t fight him at all and treat him like she was my husband. My biggest concern was not getting pregnant. It would ruin my life for sure, especially if the baby wasn’t my husband’s. I told Simon he wouldn’t regret it if he chose to get along with my only urgent request.

Simon was still firmly planted inside me. While I was sitting on my chest, he thought about what I just said. He asked me why he shouldn’t have broken my ass and took it anyway. I had to make up something and there was only one thing to think about. I whispered to him “because it wouldn’t be like this if I did it!” Slowly I started riding Simon and my lips went down to him and kissed him as I could. My ass never stopped while I gave him a ride with every strength I left in me. I was looking for more for him, then sometimes I tried for my husband. I knew I was already full of Simon’s sperm, so I wasn’t worried about tonight. That damage couldn’t have changed. But the future I could change and I was trying to do it now. I was fucking Simon like it was my first time with a guy I really wanted to make him feel special. I was entering it very quickly when I felt my hand being guided to my pussy. Simon told me in a very strict voice to rub myself while fucking him so I could watch that hot ass I was really. I didn’t care about words, they couldn’t hurt me. I cared for Simon to sign my deal.

I lifted my head straight into the air, then my hand spread the tops of my lips pussy while I looked for my clitoris and jumped when I found it. I was really fucking Simon good but he only had CUM less than 30 minutes ago. I had no sperm at all, and my neighbor approached me before he stopped. Now, with my body standing up and down Simon’s hard dick I tweaked my clitoris and took me away with my hips pushing all the place. I felt the heat and humidity while my juices flooded Simon’s pants and body. After I came I moved my head down and kissed Simon until he finally masturbated and again flooded me with his sperm. When I stopped, I bent and kissed Simon and told him that it would be like this every time I had to fuck him, only he should have promised to pull out every time regardless of how well he felt. Simon had a smile that could light the back of a car. He looked at me and told me my husband was really lucky. I spoke quickly and told him he was just as lucky, only he didn’t have to live with me every day and he had the best part of marital life without having to endure the other parts. Simon smiled and knew I had him there. She finally promised to get out every time of now, but only if I acted like the hottest little bitch I’ve ever had.

I felt in a way with my husband. I was on top of Simon when I spoke and asked if we could speak honestly for a few minutes. He surprised Simon but he agreed. I asked him if Wayne knew he was fucking me tonight in the car. Simon didn’t want to answer, but I told him I wouldn’t be mad one way or another. Simon finally shook his head NO that’s what I thought. I asked Simon if he’d keep this part secret until I told him it was okay to talk to Wayne. Simon wanted to know why, but I said I’d feel better if I hadn’t told him until I was ready. I wasn’t ready for my husband to know that I had fucked his brain by his best friend. I wasn’t sure our relationship was ready. Then Simon told me it would cost me. I had to laugh about your statement. I just shook my head and told him to keep both promises and pay my debt, I always do. We kissed a little more, but then Simon looked at his watch and we had to go home. I cleaned up my old clothes and put on my new clothes. We went to my house and Simon parked the car in the garage before closing the door behind us. We entered and Wayne was in the living room waiting for our return. He saw my new dress and said “Super FUCKING FANTASTIC.” I went and kissed him while Simon said he had to go home. I think my husband was surprised before all the fun took place and mentally wondered why Simon would leave so early before everything happened.

Wayne asked me what happened when my date took me out and I acted and told him a girl doesn’t talk about her appointments. I could tell Wayne he wanted to know, but he had plans for me. It was Saturday night and his last night of play until next week if he kept his word. How tired I was, he grabbed my hand and we went out drinking and dancing for an hour before returning home. He surprised me how good I was in the X-rated dress that I was now in public for him. Everything grew up on me, even on clothes. No one had ever told me a word and I had more attention dressed so then I never had in my life. Until I met someone I knew from work, I was fine. We played around until the club closes, then took me home and our last hour was just fun full sex. During our quiet time when we talked about the day Wayne asked me how my date went with our neighbor. I told him well and we spent a lot of time choosing a dress for me to take home. Then I asked my husband if he was really happy with all this wild scene we were living. His answer was quick and right at the point. He told me that he had turned his life into a life full of fun and excitement and that he never wanted our attitudes to others to change, no matter what happened in our lives. I knew this was my new life I wanted so much to find. I knew I was as excited as my husband. I didn’t want you to find out where you let him go with our neighbor. I knew he didn’t agree yet, and he wasn’t sure he was in his plans for me or not. I didn’t want you to find out by mistake since I lied to him for tonight.

The next three days passed like a blur. I was busy at work and my husband, too. It was Wednesday that I found out that my husband would work late and not return home until 8:30. They were finishing a business report the next day. Wayne seemed excited about the relationship he was working on with his colleagues and said that if things worked, his company could get very big control within the next two days. I didn’t know, but our neighbor also heard from Wayne that he had to work until 8:30. They must have had plans to do something together. It was Simon’s exact opening he was waiting for. It was about 4:30 when I came home and I was about to make a nice night of relaxation. Around 5:00 p.m. the doorbell sounded and Simon had a dozen roses in his hands. I talked to him and I told him it wasn’t one of that night, Wayne had to work very late. Simon came in and shut the door and smiled while he told me I had to keep his mouth shut. He let me know that Wayne asked him what happened the night we were together. I asked Simon what he told my husband and he attacked our story, it was mainly shopping and he took up all night. I felt relieved when I heard him say his story corresponded to mine. Then I heard that arm trailer while Simon was trying to get me back to the room like the last time he was here.

I resisted and told Simon we couldn’t do it behind my husband. We had to wait for the time to be right. With a tough idiot I was pulled back to my bathroom and asked Simon to wait for the weekend. I was pushed into the bathroom and Simon started taking my clothes off my body. I remember praying with Simon and again reminded me that I had to repay him to keep our promise and this is what he wanted. I didn’t want to, but I didn’t fight as much as I should have. Looks like my husband was in the living room waiting for us to go out. Simon put me in the bathroom and I knew exactly what to expect. He put me in front of the mirror and told me to do my face up. I reminded him that my husband would be home around 8:30 and he would see the trick. Simon was smart enough to tell me to take a shower after he left. Nothing I could do was change tonight, I knew, Simon knew, and I prayed my husband would never find out. All this was happening again because of what I said I would do for a boy in a promise I never should have done or accepted. I promised to repay Simon until he silenced and never talked about us going to my husband.

I was brought into the bedroom and Simon made me dress in the cute doll dress that I had not worn since the first two times that they put me in it. Of course I had to have my heels and everything. They didn’t give me panties and I knew where it would happen when I was brought to my living room. Simon put the same CD my husband played the last time we were in this room. He grabbed my hand and started dancing with me. I was four inches taller, then he in my shoes. I felt his hands were going to my butt naked cheeks as he approached me and began to kiss me. I didn’t respond so Simon stopped and pulled my face down. He reminded me of my promise. I was going to treat him exactly as I wanted my husband. He also told me that I agreed to act like a sexy slut for him every time my husband wasn’t around. I spoke fast, and I said I didn’t. Then Simon said none of my other promises had to be true. He asked me if once in the back seat of the car was just a set to make my way. I shook his head and told him I was very scared from where he was going. He was close to me and told me he would stay here with me dressed just like I was until he was satisfied that I had kept my word to him. If it meant that until Wayne came home, it went well. I could explain everything. Which probably scared me more than anything Simon could have said. I put his head in his back and started dancing with him as I knew he would want me. Then he whispered in my ear and asked me if the little sexy bitch he wanted to be with was back here with him. I could just shake my head unless I really wanted Simon to go away with me and tell my husband things I didn’t want him to know.

He barely took a song before we left, and my neighbor took advantage of my body that he could while he kept me near him. I whispered in my ear when she discovered that my pussy had already been wet. She told me I was a slut who knew how to treat her men. After the first song he drove me back to the room and pushed me back to the bed. He rested next to me and prayed to bring me to life, not in the bed I shared with my husband every night. Lips moved to my ears and I heard Simon say I was with my husband, remember? If you don’t, I’ll stay here much longer, then you’ll want to. I heard him kissing me and his head moved down my body until his tongue was gently licking his juices while pouring from my body. He felt tremendously evil and very good. I was doing it behind my husbands, but I did it mainly because of my husband. He’s the one who included our crazy girl in our games. I didn’t want anything to upset the new relationship I found with my husband. I was hoping Simon was never included, but it was too late to change.

I approached just like last time. Then Simon moved in and started kissing me. Just like the last time his unprotected hard dick was already out of his pants. I felt the hot hard dick pushing my pussy lips and moved my head and asked Simon if he had to fuck me again tonight. I heard his dick slip into me and I only grunt a little as his balls stopped at my butt crack. I talked to him and I told him he had to keep his word later. Simon came back to me with my promise to fuck him and make him feel like no other woman could. If I did, he would have kept his promise and sperm on my stomach. She started fucking me and I just moved in. Hard ass slap and somehow brought me back. I started kissing Simon and his dick fucked me like every other time in my life. I was probably much more excited because he was so new and I didn’t want to do it with him. I looked down and saw Simon’s thick purple head again simply push my narrow lips apart as they seemed to stick to his dick while slipped as deep inside me as his dick could force is way.

My hand was driven back to my pussy and Simon told me exactly what I expected to do. I usually never rubbed my pussy like my husband fucked me, but I was learning it’s something Simon always wanted me to do. I started rubbing my clitoris while Simon fucked me and kissed me as he could. His language was everywhere on my mouth and I went with it and tried to make it as happy as I could. I must have done a good job because I started to hear Simon Moan and tell me I could fuck with the best of them. I walked away and told him not to cum inside me. He threw my head towards him and twisted quickly that he wouldn’t forget. I brought him with all the energy I could collect. My hips moved to meet his thrusts and my tongue was buried in the mouth. I knew my fingers were about to take me away and my hips came down from the bed about six inches when it finally happened. My moisture has flooded both again and I lost in the winds or downs of there seconds my body seemed to leave. Just close to the end of my orgasm I felt a sudden heat that made me want to close my eyes and make it last forever. Four seconds later, I heard Simon pull me out and I panicked to see what was going on. I was so happy to see a huge cum sketch shoot on my stomach and only on land on my boobs. I started telling myself, your safe, your safe, kept his word. I had no way to know that this was about his fourth huge sperm gusher. Of course you can guess where the first three are. It would have been the way to see Simon I was happy. I was, but I shouldn’t have. Simon was using me exactly as if he used all the other girls before me. I trusted him to keep his word, what huge mistake to do with something as important as this was.

I turned my head towards Simon and whispered to him a thank you in his ear. She responded by kissing me and telling me I was the hottest girl she ever had the pleasure of fucking. I guess it was his way of complimenting me and I said that THANKS Ear. I’d kill my husband if he told me. Simon looked at his watch and only 40 minutes had passed. It was just 7:00 and we weren’t expecting Wayne at home until 8:30. Simon pulled me up, stripped me and then slipped away from all his clothes. I had no idea what he was doing until he took me to the sliding glass door and helped me in the pool. We swam around and the water felt really great. I only went to lean dive the two or three times the boys had made me. This time if you felt fun and refreshing. We swam for 20 minutes then Simon dried us both and brought me back to the bedroom. This time the lights were low and we kissed and felt like we were really lovers. I found my head was led by Simon’s dick and this time I really wanted to do it for him. Slowly I gave him a blowjob that I knew would make any man proud. It took about eight minutes but I had more fun then I thought I would. My reward was a gorge full of CUM that I swallowed without any hesitation.

Simon took us both to the shower and helped me wash my makeup from my face. After we were both clean, he took me to the bed and gently hit me right in the middle of the bed. You could see how I looked at him differently tonight. It was really nice and his body was too nice. It was just her age that brought me back. He was much older than that and I knew he had so many sexual partners I could never count. Simon disappeared and a minute later I heard soft sexy music playing loudspeakers in our bedroom. Simon came back and turned off all the lights, but one. He raised a chair and sat right at the foot of my bed. I looked at my arms over my head and stretched my feet until they were on the opposite sides of the bed. He moved to my head and told me this was his night party. He didn’t want me to ruin it by putting on every fight. I had no idea what he was gonna do. He shut my eyes and told me to listen to soft sexy music. Then he took my right hand from above my hand and gently drove it to my very smooth pussy lips. I was not wet then, but while driving my finger around my pussy I turned on immediately and my juices began to flow.

I listed how Simon’s sexy voice sounded as he moved his hand and went to the end of the bed and sat in the chair. Then I found out exactly what I had to do for him. With my eyes closed and sexy music playing in the background, I started rubbing and playing with my pussy as if nobody was in the room and I was trying to turn on. I felt bad and bad as I ever had in my life. I knew my older neighbor had a perfect view of my legs open and I was about to put on a performance for him showing him exactly how I took myself when I was all alone. That was something my husband didn’t know. I never rubbed in front of him, even when he fucked me and I really wanted cum. Every bad thought has shaken my head like I did for our neighbor. He would have made me stop and smear my wet lips for him to see every little detail of my body. I approached a couple of times just to be stopped for 30 seconds while peeling my open wet pussy lips. I don’t think I remember thinking about things as bad as this was happening. My slow masturbation lasted more than ten minutes and towards the end I was praying for cum for Simon. The second one who told me that I could rub my fingers a couple of times over my clitoris and I threw it all around on the bed as I groaned and told Simon how good this made me feel.

He told me not to open my eyes and rub it gently until I made it. I was very sensitive but gently rubbed my pussy while my hips jumped all over the bed. When I’m gone, I opened my eyes and I was shocked to find Simon out of the room. I got up and the flowers she brought me were in the middle of the living room. I looked around, but Simon was gone. I went and dressed before Wayne came home and suddenly my whole world was overturned. I spent a hell of a night with our neighbor and I didn’t know what to think. He showed me a side of him I didn’t know exsisted and I would have dreamed that night for many weeks to come. I went to the kitchen and started wondering if my husband would ever find out about Simon hiding tonight. I felt guilty enough that when Wayne came home at 8:45, I treated him like a royalty and before I went to bed I sucked him like I did our neighbor. I felt safe in Wayne’s arms while we were in bed that night. I thought that all night was very successful and no one would get hurt. In many ways I was wrong, there was a person who would hurt regardless of what happened in the future, that person was me!

For a change, I began to meet Wayne’s needs more then he was catering for mine. I don’t know if it was a guilt or something, but I tried to do everything for him in the next two days. It was Friday when I knew my husband would want to play. Every Friday for the last two weeks he had plotted with Simon on things they could do that night with me. Tonight wouldn’t be different. I only had to work Monday, Wednesday and Friday. It was a perfect program for me and gave me a lot of time at home to keep up with things there. When I came home and my husband wasn’t there, I started wondering what would happen tonight. At 5:30, my night was about to begin. Wayne came home and put my normal routine on these nights. I took a bath. I shaved my pussy. I made my hair. Then I saw him give me the new girl’s dress that he had that top I didn’t really like. Those words “PORN STAR” hit a little too much at home now for me. Once I was ready I had a big surprise as I was taken to the car and Simon was not where to be found. It would have been a fun night with me and Wayne coming out. I was a little surprised we went to the same adult shop that Simon brought me when we bought this dress.

I felt pretty comfortable tonight with only my husband by my side and I was already in this store once before. For almost two hours my husband spent more than $400.00 on me and chose the hottest and hottest clothes and shoes he could buy. FOUR NEW OUTFITS and everything that went with them. THREE new pairs of heels with one which is a high gloss black set of high knee boots with not so wide heels as I hope they would be. I was glad my husband didn’t let me wear clothes off the store. I remembered how embarrassed I was when the boy of my age had to cut all the prices off the dress I wore last week. We drove for about 45 minutes and we were going out of town. We ended up in a very noisy rock club and for once I saw other girls wearing clothes near what I had on. We were there dancing and talking to people we didn’t know for three nice hours. When we both came out, we had a good buzz and I knew my husband would take me home. She was coming home, my husband told me good news. That report stayed until Wednesday night to write was a great success. So big, he left tomorrow afternoon for five or six days. He was flying to Houston with his boss to push the proposal with the company they sent him. If everything worked well, it would get a very big bonus check to help the big company land.

I was happy for him, but sad he would leave for six days. I realized that’s why she let me out alone tonight. He wanted a last fun night with me all alone. He also used the night to tell me about his trip he was about to make tomorrow. We went home and slept. Tonight sex seemed more like it was what I was used to in the last two long weeks. I chalk it all the pressure my husband was probably under. I mean, it was beautiful, but nothing like the other times I became as hard as I came, I thought I’d go through fatigue. I spent every moment at his side. He told me to keep my cell phone close and he’d call me that since there was no charge if we talked a long distance on our phones. We could talk until we wanted without worrying about how much it would cost. The next morning we had no fun. Wayne helped me pack up, and at 10:30 a.m. I took him to his boss’ house and from there they were driving to the airport. I kissed Wayne goodbye and told him to be very careful while he was gone. I wanted him to come back safely.

I went home Saturday afternoon at 11:15. I went in and seconds after the doorbell played. There was Simon on my step and for some reason I had a feeling of sinking in. I told Simon Wayne that he wasn’t at home and that while he pushed me he said he knew, Wayne was in Texas for five or six days. I should have known Simon would have known. When Simon grabbed my hand and started pulling me like he normally did to start one of his days, I didn’t want to do it. I stopped and told Simon that I needed a break and asked him if we could please put things out at least for a few days until I felt like playing. I never thought he wouldn’t listen to me for a second. I wasn’t in the mood and I told her. I felt masturbated to the bedroom and kept my land and told Simon I meant it. Not today or tomorrow. I looked at Simon’s face and I could say he was thinking about it. Then as if it was one of the nights my husband was here, he grabbed both his arms while yelling at him out and leaving me alone. I told him I’d report him if he didn’t leave and he left. Simon laughed and grabbed my cell from the counter and put it in my hand. Go, call Wynene, but let me talk to him when you are!

I put down the phone and yelled a little louder for Simon to go out. That’s when he grabbed me and took me to my room and kicked him with my fists. She saw my husband’s belt on the floor and, as we did, she took it and put it in her hand. I had jeans and a shirt and he knew how I was fighting, he probably wouldn’t take me out of the way. He threw me on the bed and used his weight to frame me. His knees were on my back and I got very badly, as suddenly I felt the strongest pop ever as the leather belt of my husbands landed directly on both my jean covered cheeks. Even with the pants on it felt like a hornet’s nest was released in my pants. I left out a loud cry and asked Simon to let me go. I could usually last four or five minutes naked when I was hand-mounted. This bent belt was like 30 seconds of a normal spanking every time the belt landed on my ass. I knew my butt would be as hard as Simon was shaking me. I didn’t even have time to move on my normal crying routine, then begging. It all started at once less than 60 seconds after my ass started taking it is beating.

I cried so loud that I hoped the neighbors would hear me. Then I pushed my hand back and tried to stop the spanking. As long as I’ve been in bed and shaking my ass, I’ll probably never know. But I know the belt was a factor that made me tell Simon he could have his time with me if he didn’t touch me again with his belt. He stopped but not until he gave me two really hard slaps that jumped stronger, then none of the others had so far. He overturned me and saw my face covered with tears and eyes so red that he could not distinguish any other color. While I lay on my bed crying Simon began to undress me and told me that while my husband was gone, he was the new man in the house. If I didn’t like it, Simon would call Wayne for me and explain everything we’d done until now. My head trembled back and forth while I was crying and after Simon took my pants off, everything else flew from my body. I was taken to the tub again and screamed while the hot water touched my ass. Simon told me this would be the kindest spanking I’ve ever had. If I hadn’t kept my word and treated him like I said, he would have put my straps on my ass that would have stayed until my husband came back from Texas.

I told myself I’d never be skinned like this again. It hurt, and the water burned me like I had open cuts. Of course I didn’t, and I just had a couple of blue stripes going through my ass, but I didn’t know, and my ass felt worse from time to time. I watched my body be shaved, then about the time I was coming out my tears finally began to dry. I was pushed in front of the mirror and because I behaved so badly Simon made me paint as if I was working on the streets in the center. Nothing was good today. All because I tried to resist and not give in to our neighbor. There was nothing I could do if I wasn’t ready to let Wayne know everything we did. I know I lied to Wayne at least twice if not about what happened. I couldn’t tell her before she knew she was okay. And if he was so angry he didn’t want to see me again. In my mind it was a real possibility. While I was in the bedroom, I could tell Simon I was upset as I was. I couldn’t let her go like this, I knew no good would come.

I suddenly stopped in my tracks and without crying I asked Simon if I could have a minute to say my word. At first he said NO but once I convinced him he’d like what I had to say he drove me to the bed and sat my sore ass down. I left a mob, but I tried to hide it from Simon. I knew I had to change both of our attitudes quickly. I looked at Simon and told him I’m sorry. He was right to kick my ass and I didn’t blame him. I told him if he would forgive me, I would spend the day with him and acted exactly as he expected me to act. I got up and pulled his body to mine and then kissed him as I really meant it. When we broke our kiss Simon had a big smile and I felt better inside that he wouldn’t try to punish the rest of the day for the way I started with him. I still didn’t want to do it with my husband, but I didn’t want Simon to know it again. I had five or six days to survive and if he came to call my husband to tell him everything, well, I never wanted it to happen, never!

I had to show Simon where all the new clothes were kept that were bought for me. I had about five sets I could wear and about three or four that were game costumes just for internal wear. My doll dress and my maid costume fit into that catagoria. After looking on every little outfit, Simon chose a very short skirt with gold hinges running on the side. It was about how micro mini as a skirt could get and still cover me. If I got up straight, it would cover me, but any wind or any bending would show everything under it. I don’t know why Simon loved the top “PORN STAR”, but I had that canoe slipped over my body and then I had a pair of red socks that didn’t even get to the bottom of my skirt. Simon chose a new pair of white heels that were just as high as any other pair, about four inches from the ground. He pushed my ass in the air, but eventually I started taking us to them and I was walking much better with my heels much higher then my toes. It’s about a slutty dress. That was it.

I didn’t say anything until Simon took me to the living room and sat in my chair. He told me not to move back to the room to get something he brought with him. If you wanted to see a white face, you should have seen mine the instant I knew what he had. I started up, but I didn’t. I shake my head and begged Simon again and again not to take pictures of me, it was something only my husband could possess. I had fought my husband for nails and teeth and he won on this, but I only knew that once Simon took pictures of me he had possession of, there would be nothing to prevent him from showing them to anyone he wanted. I was a married woman and I couldn’t let the pictures of me dress like this or worse come out where my friends could see them. I started to get up when Simon suddenly pulled my husband’s belt out of my back pocket. I started crying and told Simon not to press this issue. It meant so much for me that no one had pictures of me, but my husband. I watched Simon walk from me with my belt in my hand and lowered my head and wept as I asked him not to use my belt again on me. I masturbated when Simon touched me, but instead of spanking me he sat down and raised my cell phone in my face. He pressed a couple of buttons and suddenly very bad pictures of him fuck me and me playing with me suddenly jumped up in the small window. I was shocked as Simon told me Wayne had already sent him all the photos. I shook my head but like Simon showed me a lot of photos to support his story I had to drop my head and think really bad things about my husband. He promised me no one, but he would. I knew it would happen, I knew it.

It wasn’t like Wayne needed a lever to keep me, but suddenly I knew he had it. I jumped in my arms and told Simon that all his life was in his hands. If any of those assholes were out, I should have left my job and probably moved out of the area. I begged him not to send them to anyone else. I searched and Simon was laughing while he told me I had to be naive in front of my husband. He said the whole time we took pictures of a cell phone and the only thing you ever did with your cell phone photos is to send them to other people. Those words sounded so true in my mind while I was crying and I realized that Simon probably had all my photos from my husband’s phone. He had to send them to him. There was no other way. I finally gave Simon in and told him he could take pictures of me ONLY if he promised not to show anyone, not even my husband. I knew the promise would be minimal, but that’s all I had. He already had a phone full of photos that could make my life hell. The only thing I hated most was time to become routine in my relationship with our neighbor. While I sat there and tried to dry my tears, the camera very expensive but super tiny took pictures of me at the highest resolution that a person could buy.

After I settled down, Simon made me go back and refresh my makeup. He was running along the sides of his cheeks. I was about to start crying, but I didn’t. When I got out, the pose started again. I could feel how my panties were becoming like Simon hit me again as a paid professional would be placed. He finally pushed the camera in his pocket and told me not to move from where I was sitting. I watched the clock and it was just a little past noon, it was all. Simon went out with a bag full of things. He took me to the car and pushed me into the passenger seat. He walked in and drove us for about 50 minutes. I didn’t even know where we were. He turned the corner and there was the big sign, HOLIDAY SPRINGS PARK. It cost us $10.00 to enter the park and Simon seemed to know where he was going. We parked near about 30 other cars and I still had on the small dress that flashed my ass every time I stepped up. We walked for about two minutes and the sidewalk split. In front of me there were two signs that told me everything I had to know, NORMAL REPRESENTS and OPTIONAL SPRINGS. I looked at Simon and expressed concern. I knew exactly what he planned for me. I prayed as I always did to take me somewhere else. When we turned the corner I looked in front of me and my eyes grew as much as they could.

I looked out maybe 25 different people and couples and most were 100% naked. I quickly saw most of them were fat and did not look so good. I’ve seen some beautiful men and one or two pretty good-looking women. They were more than Simon’s age, then mine. I really started shaking while Simon hardened my group until he found a nice place very close to hot springs. I looked at how Simon laid a sheet for us to lay then pushed me down on the sheet as I looked around with fear written throughout my face. Then he turned my body so that my feet were pointing right on where all the other people were laying. No one could stand behind us now because the hot springs were right there with people swimming in it. I hit so bad as Simon grabbed his camera and took four or five photos of me just sitting next to the water. The camera wasn’t authorized, but nobody really applied it unless it’s all there was to do. Everyone was expecting me to undress. I was by far the prettiest girl of that day.

I started fighting with Simon while his hands began to untie my top. He just had to whisper in my ear to get me fixed quickly. Now he had so much on me that I would never dig. The photos alone scared me to death. I would really give it to my husband when he comes home. He promised me no one would take them except him. He really tricked me and I knew he could ruin us every time someone found the photos. I started pooping, and Simon told me if I had to cry back, no one would see me. That’s exactly what I did. Slowly my clothes were stripped of my body and every eye fixed me while Simon finally took my panties off my body. My shaved pussy was right there for 30 or 40 people looking out. I was so upset that I was trembling and looking for my hardest not to cry really loud so that other people could hear me. I felt the head lifted and some of my clothes were high and used as a pillow under my head. Then I masturbated when something hot splashed on my legs and the smell told me it was baby oil being rubbed all over my body. I couldn’t move any part of my body, I was scared.

I felt a steady flow of hot baby oil spilled over the top of my pussy. The liquid slowly moved down my pussy lips and covered every little part of my body. Then I felt my hands on my legs and tried to keep them together. It wasn’t until I heard Simon asked me if I’d rather walk and talk to other people I started relaxing my muscles and ankles were separated about 18 inches. After all my forehead was covered with slippery wet children oil, Simon stood up and took more revealing pictures of me. He moved to my head and the next couple photos told everyone where I was, some kind of nudist beach. Once Simon took pictures of each other, all of a sudden some guys would lean and pull out a camera from their bag and take some of me. They knew we wouldn’t complain since my husband or my boyfriend was seen taking pictures with others in it. I know I would have fainted right there on the sheet if I had known that other men were taking pictures, fortunately I never opened my eyes to see it. For almost two hours I laid naked in front of more and more people. I refused to open my eyes even when I was told to turn around. I didn’t know, but Simon was naked in the sun too. I cared less about her dress, I knew I was naked and everyone saw me like the day I was born.

I’ll never know how many photos Simon took or the other people took me. It was three o’clock in the afternoon when Simon pulled me up and started cleaning me with the towel. I’ve never been as happy as that moment. I helped him dress up and walked faster and then I went back to my car. He took me further to the park and then stopped in a secluded place where he knew no one would disturb us. I was helped and then pushed into the back seat. I looked at Simon and asked if he hadn’t had enough for a day. He made me know my crooked attitude and if he stayed so long, he would teach me a lesson as he did at home. When I saw him lift my husband’s belt off my bag, I lost my head. I knew the pinch of the belt, there was no more, no matter what cost me. It took about three minutes to get me naked again. I was still very slippery from the oil that still covers my body. Simon let me know he liked the feeling, and it seemed a lot. Simon stripped of all his clothes and like me he was still covered with child oil. He pulled my naked body down over his and started doing as we had a couple of times before.

It took 30 minutes to run my engines. I didn’t want them to start, but somehow he could sense change and my kiss began to become serious. He had pushed deep into me and because of the lotion of the child I was so slippery as always. He didn’t move in for ten minutes until I walked in and left. Once this was done, it was like old times with him. She really lit me up with her long wet kisses and her hands were everywhere on my ass slowly moving them slowly what kind of fact my pussy slip around her dick. I wouldn’t call him at all. He was just moving my ass around, unknown to me was fantastic on his dick. My pussy had warmed up all the hot baby oil that was now inside my body and Simon was slowly moving my ass in circle so that his dick head was getting a soft warm massage even if the rest of his dick could not feel anything but a warm tight stocking. He was moving my ass like this about five or six minutes and we were getting out with each other as we really loved each other. The dark purple tip of his dick that looked so much like a fungus for me was growing wider that caused only my small movements to inflict more pleasure on his body. I never had a man fucking me like that. As far as I know, we weren’t moving between us.

Simon really started pulling his head on his hands while using the other hand to move his ass into tight slow circles. The tip of his dick opened up like a flower like the pressure inside his body told him that it could not last another ten seconds. For the first time he lifted my hips and as he did he told me to fuck it slowly until he heard he was ready to cum. I was gonna say something, but Simon beat me. He told me we’d remember our promise, which will give him a ride he’ll remember. After only two slow movements of my hips, Simon grabbed my hair and pulled me out to tell me it was perfect, keep it up, because I couldn’t tell a guy who was cumming in me, I’ll never understand. His big cock head was pouring is sperm as inside my body as his dick could force him. I was slowly moving my ass thinking I barely fucked him for about 20 seconds. I dragged him to his orgasm and Simon hid him like a pro from me. I was so wet and damp his dense sperm didn’t even make a difference in how things felt inside me.

At first it was very difficult for Simon not to stop me. Only a few times before he had been able to allow a girl to fuck him two orgasms in a row without ever having his stop or he pulls out. After a minute, Simon had his second wind. He knew I had a long fuck in front of me if he had to cum as a second time so he could see him shoot on my belly. It’s time Simon started talking to me and told me what a pretty slut was about him. I heard his words, but I didn’t think they were hitting me. I fucked him for about four minutes while he told me how tight my perfect pussy was. It was when he started telling me about how many guys saw my body today and they wanted it like hell that they could have a piece of me that my body started responding to what I was doing. I hadn’t started touching me since my neighbor never asked. While Simon kept talking about the boys and girls who couldn’t take the eyes of me, my body really started responding and it happened very quickly after I began to understand that I was shown to at least 40 different people.

I was still fucking with Simon without losing a heartbeat. Now suddenly my rhythm came up and Simon was causing him talking to me as he was. She wasn’t close, so she was using time to see how I would respond to a very bad chat. It was better when he had hoped. I started shaking like Simon told me to push my tight ass faster up and down his dick. I was driving him with the force I had last time in my car. Wayne saw my face and I was about to cum while I fucked him as fast as my body could move. I heard Simon asked me once and twice if I was his new slutty wife who would do anything to please him, no matter what it was or where it happened. I felt that Simon stopped my hips while my orgasm was about to burst and told me to answer his question. It was like she took a good drug from my hands. I had to. I left out a strong YES, YES AM like I moved her hand and started crashing my pussy on her dick. Simon told me to tell him again what I was for him. While my orgasm shook my body after six long minutes of dick, my voice spoke loud and with a hesitation I shouted that I was his hot slutty wife who would do anything for him now and forever. I was so excited that I kept pumping my pussy up and down on her dick.

It took about 90 seconds for my thrill to slowly plunge into my body. Then Simon started pampering me and calling me a whore who needed a man like him to control her. I saw in the face he was close. I looked it up close and I would have pulled it out if I thought he was cumming. At my great satisfaction, he pulled my hips up and looked like his sperm shot my belly and landed a little higher then my belly button. I sat down and started kissing Simon like I knew. We did it out for another five minutes then smiled and acutally thanked Simon for a good time. He told me the day was still young. I kissed him on his cheek and told him I was happy he kept his word. He told me I had a little warming up with him today, but I finally did. She used a towel to clean me and luckily I didn’t see the white goo slowly dripping from my pussy. I saw all the sperm on my stomach that Simon wiped out. He cleaned me up for about four minutes before he helped me get dressed. Then we went directly to a small food restaurateur and we were both hungry by all the sex we had just worked hard. I couldn’t move my body away from Simon and even with people staring at my dress, I couldn’t see it anymore.

When we went home around 17:00 that night my cell phone suddenly played and was my husband. They were in Dallas and he said he couldn’t talk much, but he would call me tomorrow. Within two minutes he said he had to run and the short call was suddenly over. I looked at Simon and looked back at me. I smiled and said Wayne would have a upset woman when he came back. Simon asked me why and I told him how Wayne promised me no one, but he would see my photos. During the long journey we talked about the camera and other things that really disturbed me. For once I was opening up to a boy, but he wasn’t my husband, he was my neighbor overssexed that I was pouring my instincts too. Simon was a great listener when he wanted to be, that’s why he wanted to be. Simon spoke and said we should make another deal. He told me he knew I was afraid the photos would come out. He promised me and guaranteed that my photos would never leave his camera if I gave him something in return. The first thing I asked him was how he could get something like that. In my surprise, he told me I could keep the camera for him at all times. I could never delete a photo and if I had made the deal was off. But with this in my possession Simon couldn’t do anything with the photos I didn’t want him to do. It seemed too good to be true. I asked him what he wanted from me in return, I hoped it was something I could live with, so that I could keep the camera’s possession.

I heard every word Simon said. He said every time my husband wasn’t there, I would do everything Simon wanted, until no one knew I saw us and we could keep him secret from Wayne. Simon told me he’d be safe and my husband wasn’t home or he’d be out of town. I looked at Simon and asked him if he did. I knew he was already doing this to me. Simon spoke and told me I had to change my attitude towards him. From now on when we were together, he was the boss, I was his cute sexy kitty who would do anything for him every time he wanted it. I watched Simon and told him he was asking a lot. I asked him how many times he’d come looking for me every week. He told me if my husband was there, not twice a week. But he told me that if my husband left, I belonged to him all the time. Simon gave me the camera and I asked again if I would keep all this at all times, except when he was using it. When Simon hit his head, I jumped into the deal. It’d be a huge load I shouldn’t worry about again. I was still gonna talk to my husband when he came back. Wayne still had those pictures of me on the phone. Then I started thinking about it, maybe we could do another deal of some sort and I’d be completely out of hot water… .

I kept talking to everything I thought. It wasn’t there before we were about 20 miles from home that I asked Simon if he had other things he wanted me to be with him that he couldn’t. I have my hopes when I asked him what they were. The first one really planted me. I’d like to bring a friend for a night to see how cute a sex toy I had. I turned my head on one side and mentally I said NOPE NOT ANYONE. I asked Simon what else he might think and surprised me he said NOT HING ELSE RIGHT NOW. I sat there quietly for a few miles and he really annoyed me Simon had those photos my husband had taken with his cell phone. It was the only thing that wasn’t under my control. I wasn’t sure of this only option that pushed me into my lap. I started remembering all the people I didn’t know today at the naked beach that saw me naked. I spoke and surprised Simon asking him if I knew this person he wanted to take once. He shook his head, he was someone I never met. She seemed so tempting. I could have control of my life if I understood well. Just as we were entering my garage, I turned to Simon and asked him what he would give me if I let this person I didn’t know show up one night. When Simon parked the car all his attention was my direction. What do you want?

I kissed him and reminded him how the picture really bothered me. I told him I was pissed at Wayne for letting all those photos get out of his control. I told Wayne he’d have a lot of photos on the little digital camera in my bag. If he erases pictures of me from his phone, I’d let him bring a friend to one of our nights outside. Simon didn’t hit an eye. DONE! I was led into the living room and Simon lit his cell phone and turned it into camera mode. He selected the format memory chip and we both waited about 2 minutes for the phone to say it was made. I grabbed it and watched the count of the images and said ZERO. I hugged Wayne and told him it was easier, so I thought. I saw Wayne tighten his shoulder like nothing. I was really a happy girl now. How I knew every photo of me was on his computer at his house. He also planned to borrow the memory chip from the camera when I was not looking and copying it to his computer too. I had won everything from him mentally, but physically he would have access to every bad picture ever taken of me on his computer sooner or later. I laughed while Wayne stripped me naked and slapped me slightly while we both jumped in the naked pool. We turned around and acted like we were teenagers. When we went out, I was taken to the bedroom and Simon chose the hottest night dresses my husband had bought for me.

It was a small pink dress that looked very soft but it was completely seeing thru. The dress came with a small pair of pink panties which were again opened to the crack. I let my neighbor dress me up and then sprayed myself with perfume and put me in the mirror. I came back to Simon who posed on the couch watching TV. We spent all night between us. At about 11:15, that night, Simon picked me up like both guys liked to do and took me to my room. He undressed completely and embraced us as we did again without really getting up the air. I could feel like I was softened my legs and bed again. I was very excited. I saw Simon turn off the lights and then hit me that he didn’t go home tonight. I wasn’t sure how I felt about this, but her body was all wrapped in mine and I felt great I didn’t have to worry about pictures anymore. I fell into a deep sleep and didn’t hear Simon get up about two hours later. He opened my bag, took the camera and ran to his house. 30 minutes later he returned with every image he was on his camera now security on the computer hard drive. I didn’t even complain when he was sleeping. I slept like a baby until 7:15 that morning.

I felt my hands rubbing boobs and then I felt Simon’s hard dick slowly rubbing up and down my pussy lips from behind. He pulled me a little bit more on my side and when he flattered perfectly stopped my movement and his dick was securely housed between my two pussy lips. I wasn’t wet yet, but a little more playing and I’d flood my bed again with my juices. The second Simon felt the liquid heat covering his dick who knew I was wet and ready to fuck. Very slowly fed me all six or seven inches of his hard hot dick from behind. He wasn’t in a hurry and I hadn’t moved a muscle since he started. It was slowly morning fucking that I could feel with every slow stroke it did. This morning I could feel her thick head pushing my pussy lips open and slowly force that it is all the length in me as my body would allow it to go. I felt every time his balls rested on the sides of my legs while he was buried to the neck inside me. I just moved in a little bit and quickly kept me perfectly steady. He just wanted to fuck me and hear every inch of his dick disappear inside him.

Her hands started playing with my nipples like her very hot dick stroked inside me every two seconds. It was a nice fuck, sort of like we did yesterday when he just moved my body around his dick. My body felt really good for Simon because he finally grabbed my ass cheeks and started moving them around like he did yesterday. He was still slowly fucking me, but my feelings went from his hard dick slowly moving inside me to his hands pushing my ass around in circle. It was all part of his game. He was just for cum and he didn’t want to waste any of this big dick pulling out. Just when he started cum he raised my head and moved my lips. All this was hiding the first two explosive craps that filled me with sperm again without me knowing. Simon was the smoothest character I’ve ever known. She knew a lot more about the sex I did. He had a lot of other friends he learned all this stuff from. I let him enter my life and now I was falling for him even though I still loved my husband tremendously. I didn’t know if a woman could love two men at the same time, but she was beginning to happen to me. I’ve never been taken for a stupid man. I kissed Simon so strong that he fucked me slowly and made me feel like a completely different woman.

While my body turned and kissed Simon hot on my lips, my ass was still around in circle and Simon’s hips never changed the pace while slowly fucked me and emptied his dangerous load in my body. For about three minutes we went out and then I was on my back while Simon pulled me out and told me not to move. I watched while he grabbed a lotion of the hand and slowly began to rub into my breasts. Before I knew he became a full body rag and once the white lotion was poured on my pussy, Simon knew his secret was safe again. I was so easy to fool about the girls he used to date. I guess being married to a guy like Wayne made me trust other guys, so I should have. It would probably cost me a way not to think. Simon slapped my tight ass and got me up and started cooking breakfast. We were both naked and we both helped cook some eggs and bacon. We cooked naked, we ate naked, and we did a quick naked morning swim. It was like I went back to college when I was only dating my husband. We slept a lot, but we never had so much fun because we didn’t have our place like we did now.

Simon listed about ten things he wanted me to do. It was Sunday morning and Simon said he had a few calls to make. I went in, took a bath, and for the first time I shaved like Simon asked me. Then I went out and tried to fix my face and hair in a way that Simon would like. He said I had to get into something that would turn every head while we walked the street. I was surprised how much he made me do everything he asked me to do. I put together a little skirt and a top I knew I’d do the job. I wanted to make Simon happy and I knew this dress would do. I came to the living room and Simon was just hanging the phone. He looked at me and said he couldn’t do better than himself. I had a little pink rusty skirt that barely passed on my butt. I matched it with a nice white blouse that showed a little more than my breasts, then I’ve never shown myself before. The shirt was made to wear a bra, but for Simon I left it as I knew you wanted me to. I finished the dress with some sassy pink heels which were as tall as all the others, but these heels were as indicated as a tip pencil. I had never tried to walk in heels this thin and I knew that once I made a few steps it was a huge mistake. It was too late when my neighbor saw me in them. She loved the whole outfit and I’d be there most of the day.