All the next day, she couldn’t believe how easy it had been. She had spent the evening, albeit quite innocently, with another man, and absolutely no...one had known about it. The man, their evening, their conversations, and their kiss, as memories of their earlier sex life when she was still a teenager, were at the back of her mind continually. Her thought kept her in an almost permanent state of subliminal excitement. Her underwear was damp virtually all day, and on one visit to the bathroom,. You shiver a bit, feeling the need to pee. "Ahh..." you moaned a little as you fill the toilet bowl with your body's liquid waste.As you wash your hand, you see yourself on the mirror and smile at yourself recalling your discovery of the ability to turn invisible when you were a kid. In the blink of an eye, your reflection disappears off the mirror. There is only a t-shirt hovering with what seems like a hollow power suspending it. You try to comb your hair in that state and starts to laugh.. ’ She realized that her mouth was getting her into trouble yet again. He brought her purse over to her and told her to get out her lube. She was about to need it. ‘Not easy to insert or remove, huh? Show me. Ten times. NOW.’ ‘Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.’ *gush* She had never had anyone watch her use her big girl plug before. Her husband had toyed her ass with a different, much smaller plug – but that was different. This thing was BIG. She started pulling and wiggling the plug until it came out. The tingling sensation grew, until I was moaning through my makeshift gag, I shuddered as he pinched my nipples, it pushed me to the edge of an orgasm without letting me tip over. He knelt down, his head level with mine. He didn't turn me to face him this time, he didn't need to. I tried to fight it, but his hands made it difficult to keep a clear thought in my mind long enough to remember why I was trying. Slowly, I turned until my eyes were locked with his, the intensity of his gaze trapping.