"I'm shorry Mishtresh," he managedto mutter through his ever present ring gag, "I jusht couldn't controlmy shelf any more, I'm shorry, I'm shorry, I'm...sho shorry." Well sorry isn't good enough. You are the most perverted creature Ihave ever come into contact with. I've known you all of my life, butI've only just learned of the real perverted you over these last fewhours. You are disgusting! Do you realise you've just added incest toyour list of perversions!" She walked across the room and sat. She timidly asked if he was still there. An audible sigh and a meek "Yea, I'm here". I asked if he knew his wife was a slut. More silence. I laughed and said "I need to know that you know and are ok with your wife being a slut. Specifically, being MY slut."I could hear the phone shift and he asked to hold on while he closed his office door. He said he was back. "Well?", I asked. Another huge defeated sigh and he said, "I know. I don't like it but I love her and......at least I know. Herstepmother wanted her to save her sissy cream for the guest. She ironedendlessly and begs her stepmother to spank her, but she refused andyelled "Hurry up with your lingerie girl! My mother will want to dressyou in everything." Caroline meekly asked "Will I be severely punishedand milked?" Yes, plus Maryann's husband Phil is coming along and he loves to besucked by sissies! Now you can use your cock sucking skills on a realman!" she laughed. Caroline was exhausted from her domestic chores. I put some classic rock and roll in the CD player and set the cruise control at one mile per hour below the speed limit. It was early enough to miss morning rush hour in Indianapolis and I cruised into the airport parking lot two hours and fifteen minutes later. As soon as I got there, I glanced at the arrivals and then ran for a restroom.I was dancing from foot to foot when I saw her come through the exit and rush toward me. I just caught her in my arms and swung her around, trying not to clip.