She fucks whoever she wants with my consent, and although she does enjoy the odd one-off, usually sticks to her stable of regular studs.Which is how I...came to be in my present situation - I am sitting on a padded red leather chair in the corner of our marital bedroom, my perfectly shaved legs bound by leather ankle-binders to the chair legs. My feet are encased in tight-fitting black-leather ballet boots, and my legs are covered in sheer pink lace-topped thigh-high stockings. They have a seam. By the time they spoke, Laura was calm and collected and casually friendly. They agreed to meet after work for a drink, then go to the same restaurant.But it was not to be. Sara phoned Laura at four-thirty and cancelled. She had a family emergency, she said, and could not make it."How about Friday? I'm sure this'll be finished by then. It's just my squirrelly sister. If she didn't have me to straighten her out every other week, she'd be in Napa. Or living under the freeway."Napa State Hospital. I managed to swallow all he gave me; I kept his cock in my mouth until he became soft.As I let his cock slip from my mouth I looked up at George; he had his eyes closed and a well satisfied look on his face. I leaned back on the couch and took a long drink of my beer. George opened his eyes and looked at me; he said that he had never experienced anything that good before. He sat next to me and put his hand on my thigh. He then asked if he could suck my cock; it was obvious that he was unsure of. He wanted to beg her, to plead for relief but he had been commanded to besilent. 'You look so cute, all tied up and your willie so hard and desperate,' shemurmured, lightly running her fingers over the head of his straining cock.'Poor baby boy!' He groaned again as she began to lightly pump his cock with one hand whilethe fingers of her other hand traced his balls. Henry stiffened, all his thoughts focusing on coming. This time!Please, this time! But it was not to be and he almost wept when.