Part 1 And so it begins
It all began in the summer of 2017, with a dinner party me and my wife Claire were throwing. In attendance were some of mine and her friends, as well as a few of my co-workers from the law office I worked at.
It was a really hot night, and we had run out of ice, so I told Claire I would go get some from the basement of our suburban home. I grabbed the ice from the freezer, and was getting ready to walk back up the stairs, but that's when I accidentally tripped on the carpet, as I had done so many times before. When I lost my balance, I literally bumped into August from the office. And when I said bumped, I mean fell, but I didn't fall down to the ground, I fell forward. Falling right into her mouth watering cleavage.
August was a younger, stunning busty brunette in her twenties. She loved to tease middle aged men at the office, and with a sexy body and face to match they never had a chance. Now unfortunately/fortunately, it looked like I was her next target. I apologized to her for the awkward situation, but she replied with a coquettish smile, "I'm used to men throwing themselves at me."
"Did you like the view?"
The T-shirt she was wearing clung to her huge breasts with the lettering pressing out due to the pressure of what I guessed were fake 38 double d's. Although they were very real, as I ogled them. The revealing shirt said a perfect pear. It was fitting. Underneath was a picture of two huge pears placed where her breasts were. August continued her tease.
"If you think my tits look great," she said, "you should see my ass."
"Bet your wife's doesn't look this good", wiggling it for a drooling me to see.
Then she walked up the stairs with her short tight leather skirt, clinging to her bubble butt with each step. As she took her next step, I noticed shockingly she wasn't wearing any underwear. My cock was at full attention now. I couldn't help, but stare lustfully at it.
I was so transfixed on her ass, that I didn't notice that Claire was waiting at the top of the stairs for me to bring the ice. As August passed by Claire, she giggled as if to say, 'Your husband would have been mine tonight to do with as I please.'
Turning her anger from August to me, my 35 year old wife looked at me, and said, "Get a good look, Costanza?"
For a man with a wandering eye, and sometimes dick, this was the last thing I needed. If Claire had any thoughts that I had been unfaithful before, then this would cement them.
I had had a fling with a girl from the office a few summers ago. Her name was Autumn and it was fitting. Because the busty brunette would have every man fall for her. She had huge tits, round ass and sexual appetite to capitalize on her sinful body.
She was an intern that made my cock upturn. The sex lasted for a year, and it was wild. Autumn was up for anything, unlike Claire who was up for nothing, unless it involved watching TV in her frumpy house coat.
But the lure of a new permanent position led Autumn to transfer, and me to stay on the straight and narrow. Well, at least try.
Back to the party
'How much of that did she see?'
I wondered. Well the wife looked none too pleased.
Since the incident earlier, my wife had not spoken to me for the duration of the party. The party was now over. After our guests left, I started to clean up.
A thousand things were racing through my mind,
'How much did she see? How mad is she? When will she talk to me again?'
This wasn't the first time, that Claire caught me in an embarrassing situation with another woman. A guilty feeling washed over me, and I sought her then out to apologize.
She was upstairs in her room reading as I came to the door. I said, "Sweetie laying it on thick, don't be mad at me.It's just a little teasing. Nothing happened, I swear. I accidentally fell into August," which was true.
She continued to read, ignoring me as I left the room. Maybe she just needs to be alone right now. We can talk about it in the morning, and work everything out.
I was revved up from August's show earlier, and went to go masturbate. I was watching femdom videos of beautiful women smothering men with perfect asses. Imagining it was August pressing her divine ass into my face. I had a massive orgasm, and then brushed my teeth and went to sleep on the sofa, which tonight acted as a dog house.
My wife continued to read in her room.
She had contemplated for some time reading a book a girl at work had given her. It was titled "Fifty Shades of Grey", and here she was turning 50 shades of red, as she was halfway through the erotic novel. She was enthralled in the book, as her sex life with her wandering eye husband had dried up, like a puddle on a scorching hot day.
As she got deeper into the book, she found herself getting hornier and hornier. But no she didn't want to be the girl in the story who was the subservient, she wanted to be Christian, the person in control.
As she brought herself to a huge orgasm with her fingers, she knew what she wanted, and it was time to exact some revenge.
"Just a little teasing, eh, hubby," said Claire .
The next day Claire put her plan into motion. Little did her husband know that the dynamic of their relationship was about to change forever.
There wasn't much interaction throughout the month between them. She would get home from work, change, get comfortable, then go on Literotica, an erotic story website. She searched out femdom stories centred on teasing. Claire was gaining not only ideas, but confidence to carry out her plan.
While she was unknowingly plotting against me, I too at night would go on my computer and visit Literotica. Just like her, I was reading about the same things. I loved the idea of being humiliated, although I never told my wife this.
To me our sex life was rather vanilla, but little did I know Claire was about to change it to Baskin Robbins, with many different flavours added to the mix.
It was three weeks into my wife's plan, when on a Monday morning, she had an epiphany. "Claire, that's not really a sexy name," she said to herself. "I need something that sounds more powerful."
Claire went to put on her yoga pants to work out. As she put them on she noticed the tag on her pants said Davina. She thought to herself,
'Davina, now that's a powerful sexy name.'
Looking into a mirror she said out loud, "I'm going to do things as Davina from now on, not boring old Claire. Just teasing eh? I'll show him. I'll put the T and A in teasing," she giggled to herself.
At five foot four Claire has the body to send men into overdrive. Though she doesn't like to show them off in public, Claire's tits are perfect. 38F with long nipples. It was a shame that she kept them hidden under conservative clothing. Yes, Claire definitely had the "T" covered. She also checked the box for "A" as well. Her ass was big and round, but much to my chagrin she was not keen on wearing tight pants to show it off. With jet black hair and hazel eyes my wife is extremely beautiful and sexy. Something my wife would remind me of soon enough.
It was Thursday.
My wife was getting lots of deliveries from Amazon, which was not out of the ordinary. As the weekend approached Claire thought it would be good for us to hang out together to get reacquainted. "Just one thing, hubby, I'm going out with my friends Saturday night, but I promise you will have your fill of me the rest of the time." She laughed inside of her head, imagining the weekend she had planned for herself, but mostly me.
On Friday evening, the work week was complete, and we were both home. "Hubby," she said to me, "maybe I can have a little bit of fun tonight," while winking at me. She must have meant we can have some fun. It wasn't what I expected to hear.
My wife was wearing a housecoat which didn't scream out fun, but I didn't think of it too much at the time. Hey, even though it was sometimes dull and boring, a chance to get my rocks off was too good of an opportunity to pass up.
She said, "I have a surprise I think I'll like."
I thought again she meant to say a surprise we or I will like, but whatever. I hopped in the shower, imagining a mistress from my videos with a huge delectable butt sitting on my face.
'That should get me hard if she can't,'
I thought.
After towelling off, I sat on the bed and waited for Claire. I heard clicking footsteps approaching from the bathroom. From the other room she yelled, "Put that on over your eyes."
It was a black blindfold she had thrown on the bed. Even though this was something I never tried with her, I put the blindfold on imagining what my surprise could be.
As I lay there naked, I heard her approach the bed. I felt her shimmy up my legs and body. What was that material I was feeling? I was really getting turned on, and my dick was the main beneficiary, as I was rock hard.
She started to play with my cock, before saying, "Hubby, you know, I think it's time for a change in our relationship." I eagerly nodded in agreement.
As I nodded, she grabbed my wrists, tying them together with the robe from her housecoat. She then took my tied arms and raised them up towards the ceiling, before tying the rest of the robe to the headboard. I wasn't going anywhere. This was awesome, and frightening at the same time.
What she said next though would change my life forever. "You can't seem to control your cock, hubby, so from now on I will do it for you. As of right now, I'm putting you in chastity."
I felt something cold rubbing against my dick. It was something that felt like steel being fit over my cock. "This little device will keep you from playing with that sorry excuse for a dick." I was stunned, and began to show my anger and rage. I was also scared, but excited at the same time.
"You like getting teased, eh? You also think it's appropriate for women to act like sluts? Well, guess what, hubby, August has nothing on me." After Claire finished speaking, she took off the blindfold and said, "Tada." My wife had gone from wearing a frumpy housecoat to one of the sexiest outfits I had ever seen.
The first thing I noticed was her upper body. She was wearing a super tight black latex push up bra. I had forgotten what amazing tits my wife has, as they were generously presented inches from view.
I could see and feel now, that she was stroking and tapping the metal sheath encasing my trapped raging hard on. My eight inch cock might as well have been one inch because it had nowhere to go. The other thing that got my attention was the key attached to a necklace dangling just above her canyon of cleavage.
My wife in a disciplinarian tone said, "You like to be teased, honey? I hope your last orgasm was a good one, cause it might be some time before you have another." My wife then shook her tits to emphasize the key she was wearing. She then showed me the lock while smiling devilishly. Her hazel eyes locked with my blue ones as she slowly inched the lock through the hole. After the lock was in place she was laughing sadistically and said, "Click."
My cock was now locked away. "There, that should do it," she said. I was very scared, and was screaming at her now.
Rubbing it in, she said, "You know, I don't think it's that bad." In a baby voice she said, "I think it looks kinda cute on you."
