“Chris, there’s something important we need to discuss.”His eyes got wide. Judging from the look on his face, he must have thought he was in som... type of trouble.“Did I ... ummm ... do something wrong?”“No, Chris, you didn’t do anything wrong.”I could see the look of relief etched on his face. Since I had caned him a month ago, he’d been the perfect submissive husband. When we agreed to redefine our marriage, I had given Chris an extensive chores list that he didn’t always complete to my. "I hadn't heard that," she laughed. "Although if that is true I am a very, very healthy person." Get showered, I need breakfast," she ordered."You sound like my wife," I said, my wife bossy and crusty until she has had her breakfast."Hurry up," she sighed."Again, just like Mary," I said, getting out of bed in only my underwear."Huh!" She asked."Huh, what?" I asked."Just assumed you were a boxers type of guy," she said, checking me out in my briefs, my stiff cock outlined rather well for her to. Your shorts scream'boy.'"John just sighed and pulled down his own shorts."Oops," Rose made a face when she saw his undergarments. "I didn'trealize you'd be wearing boxers. I'll just go grab a pair of the briefsI picked out for you. I'll just be a minute."John stood in stunned, disbelieving silence till Rose came back with abeige panty that matched his bra perfectly. It had a front, lace panelwhich was surrounded by strips of satin. The hips repeated the lacystrips and the rear was just a field. "Gwen...Gwen I'm sorry...that I laughed. Okay, I get it. To you it's something serious." I held out my hands palms up "Sorry."She nodded and slowly moved to sit back down."So you'll take me?" she asked after a few seconds."Ah... Not no, but oh hell no!"Chuckling softly, I watched her get up, storm out the room and up the hall to her bedroom.. She slams the door to her room hard enough to rattle the good china in the dining room hutch.I looked back at the screen just in time to see Jerry Mouse.