However, the place looked deserted. It was about 11pm but it looked like it had been shut early. There were a couple of cars in the car park and a few...lorries parked nearby. My wife was starting to get cold. She had jeans and a t-shirt on so I lent her my hooded jacket and told her to stay in the car and keep warm. I got out and pretended to know what I was doing by flicking open the bonnet and looking at the engine. I was about ring a breakdown company on my mobile when I heard someone behind. Ali at least knew Carmen could, Ali having the potential to be Carmen obedient pet husband when she felt the desire to get her way, or when he felt the desire to let her. Certainly Carmen would have some more help around the apartment now, and for her that was a good start.Anything meant any thing, and cleaning their little apartment shouldn't be a problem for a submissive man with a commitment, certainly one who just had demonstrated his ability to clean up his own little mess while laying. I rehearsed my excuses in my head and played out imaginary possibleconversations. Was I really going to go through with this? The image ofmy lacy thigh highs next to my white boy underwear kept my resolve up. Istood up, breathing deeply to try to slow my pounding heart, and walkedtoward the store.I felt completely overwhelmed as soon as I entered. Tables overflowingwith varieties of panties on sale. Walls lined with hanging bras.Freestanding racks of unmentionables. I felt a little dizzy and. She watched his penis sway back and forth, before Trey' hand wrapped around it. His hand actually hid the entirety of his penis, if barely. She made note of the brush like amount of pubic hair, and knew she would have to fix that sometime soon."Go ahead, you can start masturbating, nephew. If you want to prove you're not gay you'll go soft." She glanced down, the tip of his cock poking out between his grip. Looking back up, she smiled like it was a secret between them, "But I think we both know.