Any other questions?" Who are you? What's your real name? We don't know anything about you."I threw my arm around her shoulders and told her my name w...s Bobby. I gave her a short biography of my former careers which got her interest: High School Teacher and Coach, Soldier of Fortune, White Slaver, and lastly Thief of the Rare and Exquisite. She asked questions which I sometimes answered, the rest ignored. The White Slaver career was what she was most interested in, and I noticed her rubbing her. She instructed me to go shower making sure to clean my anal area. I did as instructed and I kept thinking that as soon as I let her do me I'd get to do her. My hard-on was ragging in anticipation and I hurried to be done.I walked into our bedroom to see my wife lying on the bed, naked and wearing a harness around her waist with our new toy sticking obscenely out the front. I guessed she bought more than just Anal Lube. She swung her legs around to the floor and then spread them wide. She began. "You're wearing your housecoat when you should be naked!"I slipped out of my housecoat and hung it up. "That's fine with me," I said. "The last time you ratted me out for a similar offense, it worked out quite well!" Oh, mom!" she said with a grin, and she came over and gave me a hug and a distinctly un-daughterly kiss. Then she burst out crying."Don't worry. Calm down," I told her, hugging her and patting her back. "Just try and enjoy the day!" This was going to be a very emotional day.Just. Now clean yourself, and let’s continue.”Chris received several more enemas during the next half hour. Throughout the entire cleansing process, his member looked almost painfully erect, and at times, it was throbbing and dripping pre-cum. I allowed him to administer the last enema himself. I wanted to ensure that in the future he could prepare himself for an evening anal play without my assistance. After he took a quick shower and dried off, he was ready for my next order.“Retrieve the treasure.