Never ever thinking i would get the chance to get into her panties.As we talked my wife joint us she set down besides us my neighbor was setting acros... from me. It was getting hot and my balls were sticking to my legs so i got up to let them lose.When I set back down I open my legs up just to see if she would look at my cock.Not only did she look she stared for a while. Lucky for me my wife didn't have anything plan for the day. We sat and talk the day away her k**s came over and played in the. I know that I breathed a sigh of relief. Still, whenever I passed a computer, I always remembered that site. I’m not an idiot. BDSM is bondage slave / master stuff. I’ve watched some of it before and it didn’t do anything for me. Why tell me to go there? Two more days of nothing special happening passed. I couldn’t concentrate on my work, my friends, or anything else. It finally got to me. I rushed to the computer and started it up. ?I’ll just take a look at it. That is all I. She is a hugger and not the shoulder type but full body type.She loves the customary “vanilla” activities and over the years her interest in BDSM has grown (much to my delight). She withdrew from swinging a few years ago after we moved from Maine. As my hungers have grown and I miss having her used by others (and I want time to do my own “thing”) I am looking for attentive men with some charm to draw her back in. She (and me) are STD clean and she’s beyond c***d-bearing so condom use is not. I listened to her boots on the hardwood floor in the hall wishing for her return, and knowing it would only take time.The cage wasn't very big, I couldn't really lay down, or even stretch out in any direction, it was why I had backed in, there was no way I could even turn around should she command it. But it was as comfortable as a cage could be, she was kind enough to give me a thin blanket to sit on while I awaited her return. The cage itself kept me doubled over and hunched down, the.