Author's Note: This was written as a task for my wife who has been dominating me for about 4 months. She realizes that I am curious and set me to write this task to embarrass me. My second task is to upload it here for you all to read and comment on.
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As I knelt on the floor of the hotel bedroom, I wondered how it had ended up like this. It was supposed to be a quiet night out, yet it had turned into one of the craziest nights of my life. My wife, Lindsey and I had gone away to London for a few days. I thought we'd catch a show, have a meal, see the sights...just have a bit of a break from everyday life. We've been married for nearly 10 years and things are hotter than ever. Lindsey recently realised how submissive I was and has begun taking control in the bedroom, making me love her more than I ever thought I could. She seems to be enjoying the attention too, and all those orgasms I give her.
The Saturday night started exactly as I thought it would. We decided that we would go to the local bars and see what the big city had to offer. We were getting ready when Lindsey called me.
"Hey" I looked up and saw that glint in her eye which meant something embarrassing was coming.
"Yeah?"
She smiled and said, "Go to the bag, I packed something special for you." My heart pounding in my chest I went and opened the suitcase and saw the red panties she had made me wear on occasion. I felt the blush running across my face and knew tonight was going to be interesting. Little did I know. She walked in behind me and said, 'You've found them then? I want you wearing them when we go out tonight."
I laughed, picked them up and walked to the bathroom. She stopped me and with the question
"Where do you think you're going? Put them on here." I stopped, turned and dropped my trousers. She giggled and lay back on the bed to watch. As I reached down to push down my own underwear I felt myself stiffen. As I stood back up, I looked at her. Her eyes were focused on me and she licked her lips. "I see someone's awake?" she whispered. I stepped into her scarlet underwear and pulled them up, tucking my hard cock into the lacy material. She stopped me with a glance and said "Turn around." As I turned, she laughed playfully, slapped my bare arse cheek and walking past me back into the bathroom just quietly said "very pretty bitch...now get ready." I pulled my trousers up and sat down trying to prepare myself for what was to come.
The first bar was quiet, probably a little too quiet but it was cheap for London prices. I had settled my nerves, and almost forgotten about my secret clothing choices. For her part, Lindsey had not mentioned them either, perhaps she was a little distracted by the Amaretto. The second bar seemed to be more our style. There were people everywhere and it reminded me of our days when we first started going out. Lindsey had had enough to drink to lose her inhibitions now, and perhaps it was because we were away from home, but she seemed even more outgoing. She convinced me to dance and she was dancing with me the way we used to. I could feel myself becoming aroused. The way she was dancing, moving against me. I looked in her eyes and I could see it in her too.
We went to sit down and have a drink when they walked in. Two guys, about the same age as us. The tallest of the two was about 6'2" with blonde hair and blue eyes. You could tell he worked out. I felt a bit inadequate just looking at him. His friend was a little shorter, about my height and was dark. His hair black as coal and his eyes a dark brown. I noticed them, but she had too. I caught her looking. She quickly looked back at me and smiled, perhaps a little embarrassed. I tried to put her mind at rest.
"It's Ok to look you know, I won't be angry." She blushed and tried to deny it, but we both knew what was going on.
I should have guessed something was going to happen when she smiled and said "Maybe it's me who should be worried."
A little confused I asked, "What do you mean?"
"Well, you noticed them too didn't you?" she smiled "You know how much you like taking my strap on." It was now my turn to blush but it was true. I love being fucked by her. I quickly looked around hoping that no one had heard and she giggled. I suppose I deserved that. I laughed and thought I would play her at her own game. That was where it all started getting crazy.
"Well Miss," I muttered, "I suppose if you wanted to do more than just look that would have to be your decision wouldn't it?"
I caught a flicker in her breath and thought I had just played the winning hand, when she smiled and said "Yes I suppose it would be."
I smiled and said, "As long as I got to watch I suppose I'd be OK with it." She smiled, and looked down at her drink. "Yes, I win" I thought...when she picked up her drink, downed it, stood up and walked towards the two newcomers to the bar. FUCK! What had I done? Wait, she's bluffing. I fully expected her to walk past the two men to the toilet, look over her shoulder stick her tongue out at me and leave me feeling relieved. But she didn't.
She walked right up to them and began talking to them. What is she doing? She can't possibly...No? I sat nervously drinking my drink watching them by the bar. She was laughing and joking with them and then she reached out and put her hand on the tallest guys arm. She then called him down to her and whispered in his ear. He laughed spoke to his friend and all three of them turned and looked straight at me. What the hell?
My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would come right out of my chest, when the two guys left the bar by the front door and she came back to the table. Phew.
She smiled and said "Get your coat." I sighed in relief and picked up my coat to head back to the hotel in the expectation of spending the night between her thighs.
"What was all that about?" I asked.
She laughed and said, "They are coming to our hotel room. We need to be there when they get there."
I laughed and said "Oh yeah OK." She just smiled and we left the bar.
On the way back she gave me this story about how they were soldiers on leave, and they were heading back out in a few days time and all this bull. I just smiled and nodded. I knew she was doing all this to get me excited and it was working. She would sometimes give me these little stories to play out while I stroked myself, or while she teased me. I was convinced this would be the same.
We got into the hotel and she told me to undress her. I quickly removed her top and trousers. Her skin is one of my favorite features on her. She is so soft yet hot. I love to worship her body but I never feel like I do a good enough job. She turned for me to un-clip her bra and as she turned again I was struck by her beauty. Those eyes that look right into my soul. Her nipples were hard and begging to be licked, yet I had not had my instructions to do so. I knelt and removed her panties and immediately became aware of how turned on she was. The scent of her when she is aroused makes me drunk. I would do anything to help her get into that mood, just so I could taste and smell her.
I stood up and she stared into my eyes and simply said "Undress."
I remove my top and stood in front of her and was just about to take my trousers of when there was a knock and the door. I paused.
No, it can't be. Room service must have the wrong room. She lay back on the bed and told me t go and see who it was. I went to the door and opened it and was immediately shocked. It was the two guys from the bar.