My loving owner and I share a beautiful home near a lake in a very secluded spot. It's not all that far from the rest of our tiny neighborhood but, set apart quite a way. It's one of two that we own. My handsome man chose it for privacy, which is good because, there are times that privacy is paramount in our lives.
I've stated before that my owner is a man of varied tastes when it comes to fun and this time was no exception. He enjoys taking the time to select specific temporary additions to our private routines. Temporary additions that have similar endowments as well as similar discretion's. I don't know the screening process my love initiates but I trust him with all my heart.
I feel the need to say that because, there are times when my love brings someone to one or the other of our homes and I have heard more than one gentleman express awe in how my love keeps every aspect of things exclusively, yet warmly private. They never truthfully know exactly where they are other than in one of our homes.
On this particular day, my owner and I had just finished breakfast when he got a call on the cell that he uses specifically for our special times. He gave me that sweet half lidded expression and secret smile of his that let me know something uniquely exciting was about to happen.
"I'll be right back sweetie." he whispered as he quickly kissed me and hurried out the door, phone to ear.
I knew he'd be true to his word and felt a thrilling tingle at what might come next.
I cleared the table from breakfast and began running the dish water when I heard my love pull into the drive. Knowing enough of how my beautiful owner likes to do things, I knew to continue with what I was doing until he bid me otherwise.
Sometimes, the thought of his control alone is enough to get me sopping wet.
My loving owner snuggled up behind me, sliding his hands up and down my sides and whispered in my ear,
"We have a guest pretty girl. I want you to be nice as can be okay?"
I nodded in agreement and went to turn when he stopped me.
"I want this to be a little different so don't move until I tell you to."
The bulge I felt nudging itself to my backside had me eager to please him so much! I had an idea of what he had in mind for this get together. We'd shopped online for a few new items and thought carefully about how we wanted to implement them and now, he was orchestrating a beautiful game for us!
I stood still as I heard him beckon someone into the room. I heard another man's voice, low and rumbled in a tone of appreciation at my rather ample shape. I'm not tall, nor am I stick thin. I'm very curvy with long dark wavy curls. This being summer and our home being so near the water, I'm sure our guest thought of tropical fantasies come to life.
I stayed still as my loving owner breezed beside me to issue out a few of our standard rules while showing me off to our guest.
"As you can see," he began, "I like it when my wifey wears precious little."
With that, my love moved to stand in front of me, easing his strong hands over my curves. He kissed me and lifted my sundress so that my ample ass could be displayed through my lacy panties. I, in turn, caressed his lower stomach and massive bulge and revelled in watching his mouth drop slightly open.
"Wow! That is one impressive ass!" our guest exclaimed. His voice was deep with a pleasant resonance but I didn't turn to see him... I could feel that this was part of the new game and I wanted to make sure I played to my owner's satisfactions.
My handsome love smiled at the new found appreciation of his property as well as my centered attention on him, holding me in his strong arms, taking my breath away as he did so. His slight nod to me a wordless approval of my actions thus far.
"Like I said on the phone, there's more." he said over my shoulder.
"And, I just call her 'wifey' too?"
My owner's face grew only faintly serious.
"No, you can call her 'M'. And just to be clear," his smile returning to his handsome face, "that stands for 'mine'. Isn't that right sweetie?"
"As you bid my love. Always as you bid." I said as his smile grew even more.
"That's my sweet girl. Now then, something new for you."
He pulled a bit of cloth from his pocket and let me see it. A blindfold! And not any blindfold either, one that I'd been wanting for the longest time!
My thoughtful owner and I enjoy spending time going through online catalogs and shopping in out of the way adult stores to find just the right playthings. Sometimes, we enjoy custom creating things for one another.
This time though, he'd surprised me with the most beautiful brown suede blindfold decorated with lovely burnished paisleys and velvet inner trim. It was soft and delicate and I grew even more excited because I knew it was only one part of a very special set.
"Ooooooo!" was all I could muster when I saw it but the expression on my lover's face was worth all the money in the world and then some.
He chuckled a bit at my reaction.
"I'm glad you like it this much. Now, hold still while I put it on you."
I closed my eyes but could not close off the thrill of how it felt to have him touch my face after my blindfold was in place. Suddenly, the scent of him was more intoxicating than usual. I was aware of our newest guest coming closer and realized that perhaps, it was he who did not wish to be seen. Being so private, I sometimes forget that our temporary collaborators also have needs for seclusion and discretion.
I felt him kiss me once more, his hands roaming over my body. The desire to please my love felt even stronger than ever.
"It's okay to come over now, she can't see you. Can you pretty girl?"
"No love, I can't."
I could smell a man's cologne, somewhat pungent. It reminded me of what high end bankers think money-men ought to smell like. As always, it was something small like this that made me inwardly appreciate the habits of my man even more. He's not the cologne type.
"She's really beautiful and what an ass!" our new collaborator muttered to my love.
"And that's the only thing off limits. This ass is never shared, it's exclusively mine. You can caress it and watch me go there but that's all."
"Good deal. I'm just happy to have found someone as private as me for this."
I listened to the exchange of words between them with such happiness. It feels good to know my owner protects me so well. He does so much for me.
I heard a rustle of cloth. My owner guided my hand to his now exposed cock and had me stroke him slowly, his hand covering mine.
"Reach your other hand out sweetie. I want you to feel how fat you're making our new friend's cock." he whispered to me.
Doing as he said, I reached out and heard a hasty zipper being pulled down before feeling a thick member touch my palm. I folded my hand around it and stroked it in tandem with my owner's larger member. This new cock felt thinner and not quite as long as my owner's but still larger than some. Rubbing my thumb over the head of it, I could feel the pre-cum leaking out. By the sighs and light moans, I could tell things were going well so far.
"Keep stroking his cock sweetie, I'll be right back."