Disclaimer: This story contains explicit sexual content. You must be over 18 or the age applicable to the region you are viewing it from. If this type of material offends you,
DO NOT CONTINUE. Otherwise read on and enjoy.
NOTE: This is the awaited part 2 too Lonely Night, it is written as a continuation to that story, but, I also believe that it is close to stand alone.
Read it for yourself and decide.
Thankyou to all those who gave feedback on Pt 1, though there was one email that almost made me give up writing anymore, I decided that the majority of feedback was good.
So to all those who don't like my stories,
DON'T READ THEM. :-(
To all those who do and sent their compliments, THANKYOU. This is for you. :-)
Lonely Night Pt 2: Lessons Taught.
I awoke on the couch after a very restless and uncomfortable sleep there.
I tried to remember everything from the previous day, but, I really wasn't sure whether it was nothing more than a dream.
Jayne was busy getting the kids ready for school and I couldn't help but looking at her gorgeous body wrapped only in a semi see thru dressing gown and very short revealing nighty underneath.
When she noticed my presence she looked over at me giving me a loving yet very pleading look.
I then realised that it was no dream I had last night and the confusion kicked in again.
For the following week we barely spoke and hardly touched each other.
I constantly slept on the couch and she constantly cried herself to sleep in what was once our marital bed.
By Friday I was not only feeling extremely horny but also really guilty for treating her like this.
No matter what she had done, she was my wife and I loved her.
That night after the boys went to bed we both sat on the couch next to each other knowing we had to get it all out.
Jayne started saying that she was so sorry, she hadn't meant it to happen and that she promised she hadn't done it before.
I reminded her of the time our best friend gave her a massage, but we both dismissed that time after realising how much we enjoyed the experience.
Crying heaps, she promised that she would remain faithful and would never again put me in a position of not knowing whether she was or wasn't fooling around.
In short she said she was never going to stay overnight anywhere without me ever again.
I told her that I still loved her with all my heart, but, what she had done was almost unforgivable.
Almost.
In truth, I told her, she had lived out a couple of my fantasies, the only problem being that I wasn't there to enjoy them.
That's what I was most upset about.
She again pleaded her case, asking forgiveness, begging for me to not leave her and the kids.
I couldn't help but laugh when she said that.
If anyone was going to leave it would be her.
But that's not what I wanted.
I wanted us to stay together, but, she had to learn her lesson.
She looked at the floor and told me that she would do anything,
"ANYTHING", for us to stay together.
Then she looked me in the eyes and said she loved me.
When she had started crying again I told her that I had some ideas and if she wanted forgiveness, not to argue, do exactly as I said, following every letter of my word.
Jayne jumped up and grabbed me in a tight embrace saying over and over that she loved me.
"O'k" I said, here starts your punishment.
I stood up and went through and grabbed the video camera. Before going back to her I grabbed the cordless phone and dialed a number, telling the person on the other end to be here in 30 minutes, and to enter as quietly as possible through the unlocked back door.
I hung up as I reached Jayne sitting on the couch looking at me with a puzzled expression.
I simply stated for her not to ask any questions and to trust me.
This was going to be fun!
Several minutes later I had given her my instructions, she took a deep breath and the night began.
She got up and walked through too the bedroom, me following closely with the video camera.
Jayne went over to the bedside table and turned the lamp on, lighting the room softly and sensuously, then proceeded to her dressing table.
She pulled some clothes out and lay them on the bed, then started stripping what she had on.
When totally naked she started putting on the corset that she wore on our wedding night.
Clicking the buttons together carefully and then adjusting it to fit her 36c boobs.
Then she slowly pulled her stockings on one by one clipping them into place to the garter straps on the corset.
And slipping on the knickers as she slid her feet into the 6inch stilettos.
All the while, I was busy walking around capturing it from all different angles with the video.
After looking herself over in the full length mirror, running her hands up and over her luscious breasts, and then back down all the way along her stocking clad legs to her toes,
she walked, very sensuously through to the bathroom, just as I had requested.
Then while I filmed every little jiggle of her breasts and all the tiny wobbles of her ass, she started applying make-up.
First the foundation, layers and layers thick. Next came powder, while the foundation was still wet, making her look very overdone.
Just what I wanted.
Choosing her colors carefully, she applied blush, lots and lots of it.
Then came eye liner, lots of it and very thick. After that was eye shadow.
The brightest and gaudiest she could find.
When she picked up the brightest, richest red lipstick I started shaking in anticipation.
Covering those sexy lips with what looked like a half a stick worth.
Next came the hair dryer and a full can of hairspray as she began spraying and styling, spraying and styling, 'till her hair looked like something forgotten in the 1980s.
As Jayne looked in the mirror I quietly said to her, "very good, just like a slut", and she turned and walked past me on her way to the kitchen.
Stopping only briefly at the linen cupboard to fetch the largest beach towel we owned.
In the kitchen, with towel over her shoulder, she proceeded to raid the fridge and cupboard, retrieving the items I told her at the start.
With arms full she then walked back through to the bedroom.
Threw the oddments onto my side of the bed and spread the towel out over her side, walked to the cupboard getting out the 9inch vibrator I bought her years ago and the vibrating egg that I recently acquired.
Also throwing them on the bed next to all her other goodies.
She lay down on the towel and started caressing herself, rubbing her whole body up and down, back and forth, squeezing her breasts through the corset and lightly rubbing her pussy.
With her right hand still working over her body, she reached over with her left and picked up the bottle of caramel topping and proceeded to pour a copious amount over the tops of her breasts, rubbing it around and not stopping to pour until the whole bottle had been emptied all over her body.
Then she pushed the top of the corset down, revealing her large firm breasts and continued rubbing the topping all over them.