Yes, it had been a fantasy to have my wife dress that way, but that was a fantasy. Upon returning home, Kate told me that she was surprised at all the...attention she got. “My classes seemed to hang on every word. I think I am going to try to an experiment. I think I’ll wear something like this again on tomorrow and give a pop quiz at the end of the class. I want to see if my students were distracted or more focused.” All I could do was groan. It was as though the cock cage was my. ”“Funny you should say that actually…”“Dan, if you’re about to tell me about how you’ve wanked to pictures of me, I really don’t want to know,” Charlie said, sitting down next to him on the bed.“No, it’s not that.”“What then?”Daniel then explained to Charlie what had happened the previous night.“Well it’s pretty obvious what happened,” Charlie said.“It is?”“Of course. You had a wet dream.”“Charlie, this is serious.”“Well you said you were suddenly back in your bed. That’s when you woke up.”“But. " She shivered again. "He pulled it out an' I probly shot shit forty feet -- but I was out of it. The cold..." She shook herself. "Oh, yeah. Bastard was makin' a video! He had a camera on my ass while he pumped that shit in, an' he pulled a TV over in front of me so I could watch!" She hung her head. "An' I couldn't look away..." She shook herself. "Cramps was awful. I fuckin' passed out watchin' shit squirt everywhere..." She shook her head. "I THINK he did me again, with warmer water, but I. The first day of summer vacation, always a day to celebrate by emulating a sloth. I managed to get a little sleep. But when I finally gave up and got out of bed at eight that morning I started out feeling exhausted and sick to my stomach.Laura didn't sleep much better than I did. I was standing at my closet door, staring at the dresses I was forced to wear and wondering how horrible my day was going to be when she came in to my room. She was still wearing her pajamas and she looked as bad as I.