Let's go."Upset by this new indignity, but with no hope of reversing the decision,I opened the jar and held it out to Creamy. He took a big dollop on...hree fingers and I did the same. As I set the jar aside he beganspreading the cool substance over my sore skin. Though it was a bitawkward to both reach around at the same time, I started doing the samefor him. We couldn't avoid having our bodies against each other but atleast, to my relief, neither of us got hard again. Our wives made surewe. I was dressed in a full length, white satin, backlacing corset, that tightly enclosed me from the middle of my chest tojust below my hips; and a pair of lisle stockings that were supportedby six tautly stretched suspenders. The corset was pulled in veryclosely at my waist, with the straight lines of the window frame onlyserving to accentuate the curved and smoothly tapering lines of mybody; and the material of the stockings was pulled up to sharp pointswhere they were fastened to each of the. A more confident Alan asked Laura if she and the girls would like to go with him. The girls were seven and five years old and at a local school. Meeting Laura’s children had a greater significance than he realised, it was an introduction to the family, similar to meeting future in-laws. Alan collected them, spent the day with them and took them home. It was only natural that he was invited in for supper. After the meal the girls wanted to show him what they did at school, so he stayed a little. I put my wet ballet pumps in the bin, and Andy’s soaking trainers outside the door. I got crosser and crosser. The open bra, now – obviously - simply the best one in the world, was scratching me on the inside of my arms, just to make me even more annoyed and angry. Andy was lying on our bed, with that cross little boy look men get when they thought they were going to come and don’t. I didn’t say a word. I threw the quilt onto the floor and got four ties from his cupboard. I tied him spreadeagle.