When she opens the door for him to enter she has a seductive look on her soft face. "Mathias, I want you to do something for me," she whispers into hi... ear as he notices the cuffs, ropes, clamps, and toys that she has lain out on his bed. He stammers and sweats, knowing she wants him to take control. "Anything Amy." "I want you to control me and torture me." She slips out of the bright yellow sundress and lays down on his bed, inviting Mathias to start his fantasy. "Come Mathias, tie me up and. I sent him over to the corner, so that I could ‘deal with’ myself first. I ripped of my shorts and pulled my top down to reveal my tits, I had prepared well, I didn’t have any underwear to get in the way as I slammed two fingers into my sopping pussy, the knowledge that my dog was watching everything I was doing with a rather quizzical eye making everything more… dirty. I groaned as my body jerked and my pussy tightened around the fingers that gave it the release I had denied it. I relaxed. Anyway, I hope I'm right," I added lamely."Yes, I do like them. What time will you pick me up?"I had looked up the schedule in the paper and the early showing started just at eight. "How about seven? That will give us lots of time." Sure. I'll see you then. Thanks for calling," she said, sounding like she meant it.I hung up the phone in the kitchen. This was weird. I was asking for a date with my wife of forty-seven years, except she wasn't my wife and didn't even know me very well. I had no. As I watched the incredible scene unfolding not more than six feet in front of me, I couldn’t believe this woman was my wife - someone who’s idea of wild sex is leaving the lights on. Karen turned her head and pulled Kirk’s cock into her mouth. As I watched the same wife who hadn’t given me oral sex since our first c***d was born, sucking a man’s cock like a whore possessed, I couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy. After a minute or two, Kirk pulled away and climbed onto the table, turning.