” “I thought you would like it, babe.”I kiss Margo on the cheek and help remove her coat. I tell her, ”Go to the kitchen, while I hang this up...”Watching my wife walk away, carnal thoughts of what’s to come, fill my mind. Entering the kitchen, I see Margo is sipping her wine as I walk over to the stove and take out the food. Setting the bowl of shrimp pasta on the table.”Mmm, that smells delicious, honey.””I’m happy you approve, my love.” I reply as I walk over to the fridge and get our. ," she mused. "Please don't," I whispered "I believe you!" Please, what?" she snapped. I hung my head (hair hiding the strange, delicately rounded features in the mirror), "Please, Mistress..." Oh, very good, Nikki! very good, indeed - my name is Mistress Anne - and you belong to me, don't you?" Yes, Mistress Anne," I mumbled. Bide your time, I told myself- therehas to be a way out- How wrong I was!Part Two: The Training of NikkiMy training started immediately. "Training" It's such a sexy word,. I waited.The wait for my wife was not long, but it was long enough to entice me to rub myself through the panties. They were amazingly soft and sensual against my throbbing manhood and I really began to enjoy them. I must have enjoyed them enough to where I missed that my wife had walked into the room. "Do you like them?" she questioned. I was initially taken aback and swiftly pulled my hand away from my crank like a teenager being caught masturbating. I chuckled a little as did the wife."Yeah,. “What are you looking for Sir?” she said pleasantly, “Oh, call me Frank” I said, “I need a 3-piece suit for a wedding” I continued, “No problem Frank, What size?” well I had no idea on sizes so had to be honest with her. “No Problem” she said, “I will get my tape measure and we will soon have you sorted” and off she went searching through a drawer.Now this shop was quite small and Danni was in there on her own, there were racks of suits, shirts and other accessories lining the walls and two.