Will you try to understand why and not get pissed off right away?’ Warily, I nodded, wiping my eyes and tossing the towel on the counter. My makeup ...as a loss. Gretchen gave me a tender smile. ‘I love you.’ Then she slapped me. It wasn’t really hard, but it caught me completely off-guard. ‘Owwww! What the fuck?’ I asked, holding a hand to my stinging face. ‘Wife or not, nobody calls me a whore. Don’t ever do that again,’ she said firmly, pointing a well-manicured nail at my nose. The anger that. Things didn'tseem to work out any better for me the next day. While I was nowfinished with my punishment and could go back to wearing my normalunderwear, I felt groggy and out of sorts as a result of how poorly Ihad slept. To make things worse Jordan came looking for me shortly afterI was up and around."Marta tells me you are interested in having your own dress and highheels so you can doll yourself up when the mood strikes you. I'd be morethan happy to buy you all the clothes you'll need to. I whistled as she revealed black bikini panties, a garter belt and dark nylons. She dropped the hem and smoothed her dress at her legs. The high heels set off her shapely calves and thin ankles. She wore a light type of all weather coat, which I held for her to put on.While her clothes were clearly to my liking, it still didn't totally reveal what her decision would be later on at dinner. She had sometimes done this to me in the past. Giving in temporarily to some of my requests as if to. Inside, the suite was dark. She couldn't see beyond the hallway that led away from the first room. She stepped in and was about to close the door when something large and warm covered her eyes and mouth from behind. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end before spreading down her back. She hadn't heard or felt a thing. "Don't make a sound," he commandedf softly in her ear. She recognized his voice. Her knees felt weak, but her loins were damp, threatening to leak. "Lean forward, hands.