I suspect she won't care much about it one way or another, as long as you keep fucking her ass regularly. All this slavery talk doesn't mean much to h...r. I think it's because she's such a pure and free spirit that she doesn't really fully get the concept of slavery in the first place. And I think that's very cute and lovable. But play it by ear. You're very good at doing that."He nodded, even as she resumed her pussy clenching and squeezing. But then a thought belatedly occurred to him. "Wait!. It was a fairy tale theme fancy dress party. I decided to go as Little Red Riding Hood, and wore a 50’s style dress with red roses on it with a big red petticoat underneath. This style of dress not only complemented my curves but showed off the right amount of cleavage. I also wore a little red hooded cape and bright red high heels. I thought I made a pretty damn hot Little Red Riding Hood! The party began as any other, with introductions and drinks. The hosts and the guests were all in their. I was relieved to see three as it somehow seemed less likely that my wife was involved in something illicit with that number.I gazed around the pool and could see drinks, towels and assorted other items at the far end scattered around a table and chairs. As I listened, it became evident that I was only hearing higher voices. Another good sign... probably just Sarah and some of her girlfriends. I wasn't ready to give up my vantage point yet however. I wanted to see who exactly it was with her.. I'm blonde, I'm six feet tall. My breasts are very large, capable of filling the biggest hands, like those of my asshole husband. My waist is proportional to my butt, at least that's what they always tell me.That day I put on makeup. I put on red lipstick and let my curls loose, almost reaching to the waist. Naked and wet, I don't need to say how excited I was when preparing? For feeling domineering and seductive as I have not.I wouldn't want him in bed, with old dad and mom, so I sat at his.