? ?Are you sure? No one you need to call and cancel with???No master.? Warm tingles were spreading through my body. I had been wondering and wonde...ing what the ?little surprise? was going to be. ?Strip and crawl into the bathroom.? He turned to walk out. ?Yes master.? I did as he ordered and found him in the bathroom preparing some items in the sink.?Get in the tub, lie on your back, and pull your legs to your head so I can see that worthless cunt of yours.??Yes master.?The tub was. Afterwards, I made him hand wash both the panties and my stockings, which I thought was a suitably humiliating thing to do.My husband fucking my legs and worshipping my asshole with his tongue made me feel quite powerful I have to say. I could really get to enjoy this feeling. I felt sexy, and very much in charge. There is definitely something to be said for being my husband's Mistress!Anyway, once he'd finished washing out my panties and stockings, I allowed him to have a shower before locking. "You really do enjoy it don't you?" he said, "Okay then, Friday it shall be."A little thrill shot through me at the thought of it. Then I asked him, "Henry, you weren't angry at me when you walked in on us yesterday were you?" I was surprised I have to admit." He said. "At first I was a little offended that you had started without me there but that didn't last long. When I saw you being shaken around like a rag doll with him pounding you from behind, all I could think of was how desirable you. She took the towel and started drying him. Loving his body. She wrapped the towel around him securing it in front. He stepped to the rattan chair taking the other towel and wrapping her up in the same manner. Their respect for each other was so evident. He then stepped to the edge of the tub collecting their glasses and the ice bucket with the Chardonnay. As they walked into the bedroom, she started to pull back the comforter, laying it across the end of the bed. As she pulled the sheet back he.