"It all sounds so complex," she said. "I always thought you just jumped in the plane, took off, and flew to wherever it was you wanted to go." It is l...ke that in a lot of places," Jake said. "Here in LA, though, it's kind of a dance. That was one of the reasons I liked flying out of Brannigan so much. It was further away from my house, but there weren't as many restrictions on where you could turn and fly to once you left the ground."Celia nodded. She knew why Jake had had to take his planes. Despite my feelings things were not as normal as I would have hoped for. The third Sunday I was home I was in our bedroom getting dressed while my wife was down the hallway getting ready to take a shower. We were going to go out for lunch and spend a relaxing day together. As I buttoned up my shirt I heard a buzzing sound coming from the night table. Looking over I saw my wife's cell phone open and shaking letting her know she just got a text message. I found that strange to begin with since. "Thank you again Don, I'm sure you will not mind keeping this as decent as possible. I would ask you not to talk a lot about this with your uncle. It's not that I want to keep anything from him, but I don't want to encourage him. You understand?" She asked looking at me once again."Yes, I understand." I said.With that she opened her robe and took it off. My heart was pounding as I looked at her again. She grabbed my cock and held it."Don't forget the mask Don." She told me as she looked up at. Moore. It was another mark of his submissive role in their wife-led marriage.“I do,” Gavin coughed as he accepted the permanence of his cuckold status.“Do you, Sarah, take this man, Gavin, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, cuckold, and instruct, for better or for worse, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” the officiator choked back a giggle at that part.It was especially tough to keep a straight face.