I'd seen her several times in the neighborhood café at lunchtime and occasionally after work. She was a fairly good looking woman, a little heavy for...my taste, not fat mind you, more on the order of pleasingly plump, but I like my women a little thinner. I have always been a believer in the saying, "The closer the bone, the sweeter the meat." I drove her to work and when I dropped her I asked her if it would be all right if I just waited until the end of the day before bringing the truck back. Yup, I watched them. I made a point of doing that as she hopped out of bed, excitedly, and she said “Ohhh hey, wait a minute! What am I thinking? I bought something and I got it just for you.” She jumped out of bed and “ran” to her dresser drawer. She grabbed it, whatever it was I didn’t know, and she smiled giddily as she held it in her hand. “I gotta show you this, alright? I’m sure you’ll love how my body looks in it. The sales girl said every guy loves his girl in one of these. So you have. "Tell me, Peter, what do you think of Wanda?" "She is a bitch. Why did you subject me to her anyway?" "Because you wouldn't even do the slightest bit of work to keepthis place clean. Now, you will do all the cleaning. I never likedto clean but I had to do it. If you do a good job then you will berewarded, otherwise you will be punished." "Punished? You are talking like I am a little kid. I am yourhusband after all!" "Tell me, is it normal for a husband to be wearing a dress ormake-up that. There was the papercovered examination table in the centerof the room and the small desk to one sidewith the wheeled, armless office chair."Please remove your clothes and have aseat on the table," Karen instructed.She turned to her desk and worked fora few minutes in some papers.Jack removed his clothes and sat down onthe exam table. The paper crackled as heput his weight on it. His cock was alreadystarting to respond to the exposure. Hewas curious what was going to come next,each visit to the.