‘Neither of us had much experience. I thought we would find things out together. She didn’t want to. She made me feel … dirty if I tried to talk...about it. After a while I stopped asking.’ The tears were spilling down his face. ‘She always seemed to be complaining. If she had been willing to go out sometimes: to a party or barbeque, the cinema, the beach. Or if we could have gone somewhere on holiday. All she seemed to want to do at the weekend or if I had a week off, was get me to fix things. “Now that you are properly caged, there are some other lessons that you will need to learn before you can spend any time alone with Denise.”“I’m ready ma’am”“The first two that you need to learn are house cleaning and giving a good foot massage. Go home and learn everything you can online about giving a foot massage tonight. After school tomorrow, you will come straight here. I will have a list of chores for you to do and you will show me how well you have learned to massage feet.”“Yes. "I don't know if you remember Mrs. Ansley but I played football here before I missed the year. I was curious to know if I'm eligible to play again." You never enrolled for you senior year did you?" She asked it knowing I had not."No Ma'am, my dad got sick before school started that year." In that case your eligibility still stands. If you had registered, then dropped out it would be gone." You wouldn't know if the coach is around would you?" He should be in his office, but I haven't seen him. Then the most impossible thing occurred, With stiff cock standing straight out, my wife's lover stood behind her stroking his cock as she diddled herself. Then moving forward he placed his cock where I was never allowed to. With no complaining or slightest admission of pain, I watched as 10+ of ragging manmeat pushed up and into her asshole. It was the only place it could be going as my wife was still pumping the dildo in and out of her cunt. I had never been closer that i fingertip to getting.