I had sought out other venues and exquisite delights to fulfill my hidden desires. I have always been a woman of taste and strong men. I had recently ...erminated a relationship with my previous sadist. The whole love story and feelings were a bit systematic. He became soft. However, Charles devotion is never questioned. The bastard loves to be a dick whore. I dress him in pantyhose and lingerie. He never says no. Today, I spoke to my pet, Charles. He was happy like a she bitch in heat. I. I had this overwhelming thought that if I laid down on it, steel bands would spring out of the sides to hold me down and a panel of the wall would open allowing the couch to slide in where a mad scientist would be waiting for me. Of course I knew it wasn't going to happen but that didn't stop me from laying down on it.I suppose at this point I should explain that I have never been completely reckless in letting some idiot get his hands on me. To some it might seem that I'm being picky and that. I'm happy for Chris that she has such great friends as you but, my dear Monica, I like you too much to cuckold your husband and make a mess of your marriage. He seems to be a good guy." I guess that my husband thinks the same about you. He prefers that I sleep with a good fellow like you instead of some unknown womanizer who could turn it into a longer lasting affair." Sorry to say 'No thanks' and I really hope that you never want or need to use your silly wildcard. Please give it back to him. My cock is erect, pressing against the latex as it tries to stand straight out. I am excited, aroused and tingling in anticipation. I open the door and step out.The lights are mostly low, just a few candles around the room and one lamp on. The lamp is covered on top so it?s light only falls on the floor. I know what Golden Boy will like and I step forward until my boots are within the circle of light. I hear a slight draw of breath from the corner and he steps out toward me. He is Golden Boy.