It was as if nothing was going on, she said now go on. I turned and went to that bathroom. After I had showered and shaved my face and touched up my p...bic area I went to get dressed. Along with my nice slacks shirt and dinner jacket I found my chastity cage. I put it on and locked it then I dressed. I stopped by her dresser and brushed my hair and looked at my self. I clean up rather well I thought to my self. I went back to the den , there was my wife setting on the couch next to the guy that. I could see James’s eyes roam my body and pause on my dark trimmed pussy. I whipped closed my robe and tied it closed. I apologized and I felt embarrassed and was about to run back upstairs when James poured me a coffee and handed it to me. I apologized a second time, reminding James I still wasn’t used to having a house guest. James let me off easy only joking with me that breakfast time was naked time. It was an accident exposing myself but my pussy dampened none the less. I pushed through as. You went into Iraq (twice!) just for the hell of it, you have boots on the ground in every other country on the planet (including mine), and who knows? By the time I finish typing this, you might have troops in Syria and/or Iran!If you, my male American friends, are perceiving this as an attack or critique, YOU COULDN'T BE MORE WRONG! I like you're unfettered aggression, your barbaric v******e, your presumptive "we own the world" arrogance! All I would humbly ask of you is that you would take a. I'm taking some corrective action." Ruthanswered solemnly."I hope she'll stay away from being naughty for me." Elsie laughed."I'm sure she will!" Ruth said with a little pant as she landed thenext blow. I squealed.Elsie started to giggle as she worked her way through the catechism ofwhat was expected of me, interrupted every so often by the sharp soundthe brush made on my satin clad rump, my occasional whimper, then mysoft crying.I was to dress properly. Skirts, blouses, and dresses suitable.