" I think you know, Uncle Alan. Why don't you tell me?"Alan fidgeted in his seat. "I really don't know Gary."Gary laid his head back and looked up at ...he ceiling. He smiled for a moment. "Imagine if mom got to know Ginger and loved her. That would be so awesome. After that I would just need grandma to warm up to her and then she'd be in the family."Alan gulped. "What? What do you mean in the family?"Gary opened his eyes and looked at his uncle. "You know. Marriage. I'd like to marry. “If Master and Mistress command it, I’ll gladly do it. From now on, I want to live with you full-time. I’m not sure what this will do to my marriage, but I no longer care. I’ve realized that even an open marriage pales next to a lifetime of service to my owners. I really want to be your plaything, your sex slave, your fucktoy, plain and simple. To both of you. I want to be owned by a couple. It’s always been a fantasy of mine, to be the perfect unicorn, the absolutely submissive cum-slut for. She has told me so many stories from her past during our lovemaking sessions. They never fail to make me cum. I look forward to detailing my favorites to whoever enjoys these stories. Susan returns to the table looking stunning. At 29, her tiny 5’3” frame highlights her large overflowing tits. She sits down next to me, gives me a deep kiss, rubs my cock through my pants, and then whispers in my ear, “Want me to tell you a story, honey.”My cock instantly starts to grow. Whispering these words in. For some reason, I was curious to watch him while he slept without him knowing I was even there. The feeling was just overwhelming at the time. My eyes roamed freely over his body and I could feel my vagina getting wet; my clitoris and nipples grew stiff and so very sensitive. I pulled my nightshirt over my head and dropped my panties to the floor. Standing there naked, just a foot or so away from him was so exciting that I could feel the moisture from my vagina seeping down my thighs.I did not.