Over the next half hour she falls off her barstool 3 or 4 times and her old man pulls her back up everytime but the last time, he just gets up and wal...s out the door, leaving miss piglet fumbling for her balance. We started to laugh a bit loud I guess, she took exception and started on my friend calling him an ass, a prick, dumb fuck, etc. I told her she better hurry up and catch her old man, stumbling she headed for the door but it was too late, he was tear-assing out of the parkinglot. She. I'm Denise Haroldson. My husband John and I have a fairly normal household with two children, Robert, 18, and Karen, 16. Up until recently our life has followed the typical program.Every weekday John and I would go to work and our kids would go to school. John is an architect. It sounds exciting, but he works for one of the partners in the firm and all he does is do the actual drawing and such for his boss. He doesn't really design anything; he does the scut work for the big man. It pays well. ..I woke to a text on Monday morning saying she expects me to be off work on Friday and to arrive at her house, strip at the bottom of the stairs, put on the new pair of knickers that will be waiting for me and to come up to the bedroom and be prepared to do whatever I'm told. Of course I replied with a yes!In the mean time we have been playing with the idea of chastity. This both adds to the control she has while we are not together but also makes me feel entirely dedicated to her sexually in. I could see that he was wearing a wedding ring. I started exchanging looks with him along with a few sly smiles.I pointed the man out to Jack and mentioned that I thought he was sexy for an older man. Jack joked and teased me about it and dared me to seduce the man.“If I do, I might end up fucking him,” I said to my husband.“Well, don’t let me stand in your way, baby,” Jack said in return.It was not the first time I enjoyed playing the hot-wife, slut-wife role for my husband. I have always.