Bedroom Closet

Simon was wait­ing on the bed as instructed.  He had been there before.  Restraints out, bed clear, on his knees naked.  The last time he had waited for me he had shared some of his more sub­mis­sive desires.  They had been spin­ning in my head since then.  He didn’t know about the suprise I had for him.  With­out words I colared him.  I snapped on the leash and pulled him to the ground.  His per­fect ass was exposed, his hard cock below him, he looked per­fect, I knew the night would go well.  I told him he was to crawl, hands and knees unless told oth­er­wise.  His leash or my words would guide him, and unless instructed oth­er­wise he was to rest at my feet.  I punc­tu­ated the rules by a few slaps of the crop.  Leav­ing nice red welts on his per­fect ass.  He glanced up and told me he liked my robe, a new green silk one he hadn’t seen before.  I reached down and gave his cock a quick tug and told him thank you, but he should really stay quiet.

I led him into the liv­ing room and reclined on the couch, drop­ping the leash I told him to go make two drinks, I was in the mood for whiskey, he should make two.  As he walked back into the liv­ing room, there was a knock at the door, Simon looked at me with sur­prise when I called for the knock to come right in.  Vera looked Smon up and down and smiled before join­ing me on the couch.  Simon stood stunned until I reminded him.  “Our drinks.”  He quickly set them down and got back to his hands and knees.

Simon didn’t know Vera, we had met on-line, shared a lot, and decided that we wanted to expe­ri­ence each other in per­son.  “Simon, take Veras coat.”  He quickly rose and helped Vera slip out of the long jacket, reveal­ing a robe exactly like mine.  He quickly hung it and returned to our feet.  Veras hand had already entered my robe, her fin­gers pinch­ing my nip­ples. “Ava…can I use him too?”  I answered with a kiss, and told her he would do what ever she asked.  “Simon, you need to show us how pleased you are to serve us tonight, every com­mand must be fol­lowed imme­di­ately, and you should show how much you appre­ci­ate us by kiss­ing our feet as you rest there.  Vera and I make the rules, and you will do what we say.”  Simon showed he under­stood by tak­ing my foot and kiss­ing the sole, and repeat­ing the kiss on Vera as well.

Vera smiled and we began to kiss again.  I untied her robe and my lips quickly found her breasts.  I trapped her nip­ples in my mouth and sucked hard until a tiny squeal escaped her mouth.  Laugh­ing I smile up at her as she pushes me to my back.  Play­fully we wres­tle on the couch, Simon watch­ing, wait­ing patiently.  I pin Vera down, and open her robe com­pletely.  My tongue traces a line from her throat down her chest, across her belly, before land­ing on her closely trimmed pussy.  I shove my tounge into her cunt and lis­ten to her gasp as I lap at her wet­ness.  Veras eyes close and I call to Simon, “Simon, hands and knees, here.”  I pulla Veras body and put her feet up on his back, spread­ing her legs, allow­ing me room to bury my face fur­ther into her pussy.  As she moans and wirthes her feet press down on Simon, forc­ing him to hold her steady, or be pushed over, as she cums her toes curl and throws her head back.  I sit back and amire the scene.  My hus­band, the per­fect foot stool for my lover.  Such a nice start of the evening.

Con­tinue here.

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