Without a word, I held up the butt plug I had hidden at my side, and with a big grin on my face, waited to see my wife's reaction.It was priceless. Sh... knew right away my intentions, and you could see the thought of it terrified her. There was an absolutely horrified look on her face as she slowly shook her head no, but remembering her training, never said a word."Assume the position," I ordered. With a crest-fallen look she walked over in front of me, turned her back to me, spread her legs. He'd also washed his hair, which kept falling about over hisface, so surprise surprise, it wasn't long before I insisted on tying itback with a scarlet ribbon. He loved it, he really did! And of course hefirmly tied the apron around his fairly slim waist, without asking formy permission, as if it was the most natural think to do, before hestarted doing his chores for the day.My feelings were so confused I didn't know what to think, but graduallyit dawned on me that I was enjoying myself. It was. Look at my young pussy…..It need nice feeding……You bought an insatiable cunt you bastard……I need a fat cock in my hot cunt……You are just a Daddy with a drooping cock….Ohhhh how I wish you were a young stud……If you can’t fuck me…..Get me a big fat cock, you wimp bastard.” He would just stare at me, his shameless wife. I think the guilt he felt hastened his doom. Moreover he was a weak hearted man and last week suffered a stroke. I was left a free rich widow. At last Malti malhotra was free to. I stood over her holding the tweezers, waiting. She took a deep breath and took the top hem of her see through white silk panties and pulled them down exposing the top of her well-trimmed blonde bush. ‘You’d best have them all the way off,’ I said. She hesitated a few seconds, which was pure theatre since she had already agreed to give in to my base desires, and then lifted her ass and pulled them off and carelessly flung them over her shoulder. She slid forward on the chair pushing her pelvis.