Trina smiled at Stephanie. "Good call, Stephanie. I think we are in for agreat evening of fun. I wish we knew our husband's fantasies."After an influx...of knowledge, Trina shakes her head at David. "David.David. David," she teased, "I was right to get rid of your little member.You are one perverted little man. Well, I mean you're not a man anymore.You've always wished you could control me to the nth degree. You wouldhave kept me locked in a cage if you could have. No Sir. I'm the one incontrol. She looked at me; there was a challenge, a dare in her eyes, she was waiting for me to do or say something. My pulse was hammering in my ears; my body was hot and began to shake again “Why don’t you take the dress off before it gets messed up?” Fathomless blue eyes flashed lightning “I don’t have anything on under it, are you going to leave?”“No” I uttered softly.Her entire body trembled and she flushed from her cheeks, down her neck and across her chest, she breathed quietly “You have to. In private, I called her "MILF Talon". Take that, nerds!Kevin had invested a small fortune into a set of "hero" quality stormtrooper armour, which he wore at every event the two of them attended as part of the 501st Legion ("Vader's Fist"). Melanie and I also had costumes which we wore to placate our spouses; she was someone named "Barriss Ofee" and I would be dressing up as my namesake, Amberle Elessedil from the Shannara books. The kids also had costumes, although theirs weren't nearly as. Well, I apologized, came in my rubber, and made her happy.I was not at all happy. I didn't think that was one bit cute. I sat around sulking and pouting, pissed at the world, so mad at her I could not bear to look at her, needing to talk about this but couldn't. I was also pissed at myself for being so weak, but mostly for apologizing, like I have to keep her slut ass totally sexually satisfied or suffer the consequences. No man could keep that slut satisfied, and she gave no indication she was.