I smiled and looked at his wife go into the kitchen. About 20 minutes later we sat at the dinner table. Sheryl had left the apron in the kitchen. N...w the front of her small dress was exposed to my eyes. She had one shoulder strap keeping up the tight material. The neck scooped down showing off her deep cleavage. I just starred at her large breast as she made small talk with us. She had put on some big heavy gold hoop earrings. She had reapplied some sexy perfume and bright red lipstick.. “Well, I’m a bit ashamed that it took slavery and the moral support of my sister-Domme-wife to let me finally relax about my marriage and learn to trust a man who so clearly loves me ... and accept that he can love another woman, just as I can. I let go of my anxiety, insecurity, hypocrisy, etc. and embraced the idea that Jason is here with me, and with Lacey now, because he wants to be there with me ... and now, us. Everything that he has done, the patience, sweet surrender and submission,. ..she had the panties pulled down just far enough to give a glimpse of that light brown landing strip. I was hard...my hand down my pants and waiting anxiously for the next text. 2 minutes.... nothing. Five minutes...still nothing. 10 minutes and I gave up.About 15 minutes after picture three, came picture four... I was shaking a little when I opened the text. Now she was in light blue satin panties taking a full body shot in the mirror. She was wearing a matching bra and a huge smile. The next. ” She sobs pathetically.The black man frowns, but doesn’t unthaw as fast as she hoped he would.“What for?” He asks.“I should have stood by you.” Everything hurts. She got fingerfucked in the showers yesterday, got a beating today, and she’s afraid. Terrified. Gunger has been giving her looks and yard work is tomorrow.Agnes would rather the devil she knows, after all.“You made your choice.” His voice is rough, hard. But there’s some interest in his eyes, a little feeling hidden in his tone.“I.