On my return home I was given a command as I walked into the bedroom,realizing how I was dressed I took of the jacket and blouse followed bythe shoes,...I looked up and saw myself in our large full length mirrorstanding there in a red teddy with black lace ruffles and thigh highblack seamed stockings and fully made up! I wondered how it came to this,and reviewed the last few days in my mind, I had been programmed by mywife and her friend the hypnotherapist! I couldn't believe it! I wassuddenly. I oblige happily, grabbing hold of her hips to steady her. plowing away. the whole mound of bags shaking violently with each thrust. Her legs just limply lay there, kind of in the way of my legs, so I feel around real quick for some straps from the bags under her. I quickly take a few seconds to rig something up to tie her legs. I succeed, both her legs up tight as far as they'll go, tied around the knees, looking like she's on some weird operating table, or about to give birth. I pump into. My wife got him a drink, and I was having beer. She was in and out of the living room talking to both of us. After having several drinks, Fred told me how lucky I was to have a nice wife like Maggie instead of a gal like his wife who was drunk all the time, leaving him so horny that he had to play with himself. He said he'd pay a hundred dollars for a piece of ass, but that he didn't really know where he could find a woman who would want to do it.When he went to the bathroom my wife, who had. "Nope. You said I should try for impact. And I decided it shouldn't be anything like what Mei-Ling would do. Here it is."She pulled the zipper down, let the dress fall to the floor and stepped out of it with one motion. She wore black virtual stockings that rose to her hips, but left her abdomen bare. From the deep brown forest of her pubic hair, a fountain of fireworks rose toward her breasts, exploding in silvery rays at her nipples and fading into the background of her skin toward her neck.