However when my wife and I moved away, those fantasies cooled down some what as we only soon her about once a year, though in truth they never went aw...y.This past week it was one of those times, Joan came to ours for a visit and for the first time in a long time I found myself with my hands on her knickers again.My wife and her Mum had gone off to do some shopping, leaving me home alone. I flicked on the laptop and soon found myself watching some porn on X Hamster and a very good video of 2. He had been playing bondage games with her now for six months.At first it was only once every couple of weeks. Then he was seeing her at least once a week until he bought the toys. Since he'd bought the dildos and butt plugs she had started coming over more and more often.Brett had met Jesse seven months before at a sexual deviation symposium in San Diego. He had been listening to a panel of six men discussing cuckolding and humiliation in an open forum. Three of the men were dressed in panties. Shit, you are a teasing whore. How?" he pushed gently, as he tweaked my nipples. Then, when I'd closed my eyes, and relaxed, he pushed hard and suddenly through my barrier, his mouth covering mine. He started to fuck me slowly, my half moan-half scream filling his mouth, until I only felt the pleasure of him sliding in and out. He reached down and rubbed my nipples again, tweaking, his mouth sucking my tender neck...and I started to tense up. "Ell?" "Yeah?" "Ell? I..." "Tell me you're my slut,. I resist the urge to cry, to beg you. Instead I hold my head up high, showing pride and false bravery. After a time, you begin to speak, calmly and quietly... He: I seriously have to control myself. This hurts. For a long time I look at you standing here, stretched out and awaiting what is to come. I feel betrayed and disappointed. As always, I am torn between explaining or punishing. And as always I decide to do both, punish first and maybe explain later."I seriously hope this is not your idea.