My wife’s car is parked in there. I usually leave my car outside because we have plenty of our lawn equipment riding mower, weed eater, wheel barrel...etc. are taking up the other half. As I enter the house I don’t’ see the repairman or my wife in the kitchen however the refrigerator door is open and it is disassembled with parts strewn about as well as tools.I assume that Wayne the repair guy is out at his truck and I go back to our master bedroom to change clothes. As I get to opening to the. "Just one more time." Your wish is my command, your majesty..."I lay in my bed, thinking about Mikeya and all she was sacrificing for her small island nation. Her people would never appreciate all she was prepared to give up to serve them. After we had made love, she had kissed me softly and then slipped out of the bed. I could tell she was hoping I wouldn't notice her tears."Good morning, sleepyhead," came the voice from the doorway. "Will you tell me why Mikeya is crying? Or should I ask. I've left your sandals on to allow you to walk so you've got still got some stability."After almost 'broaching', Sissy found her balance and sashayed to the bathroom. She was grateful that the corset was slackened off and ready for removal. Her boobs were still encased in the immense silky bra cups but now the laces were slackened, they were free to sway and bounce in unison with her clicking heels. In the bathroom Sissy suffered the indignity of having her corset completely removed and. In fact, seeing his wife in the dress stirred some reoccurring fantasies in Brad as they shared a bottle of sparkling wine in their room before heading to the banquet. Throughout their five-year marriage, Brad had toyed with the idea of directly asking Dawn to seduce another man. But instead, he just made what he thought were vague references to his fantasies. Dawn, however, being a pretty smart cookie, saw a pattern in Brad’s comments and knew that one day, given the right mood and.