This will make a lot more sense (hopefully) if you read Part 1 before you read this. But hey, that's up to you! :)
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I woke up around 6 a.m. to bright sunlight streaming in thru the trees behind the house and thru the glass doors onto our deck. Last night was super fan-fucking-tastic. This morning I needed to (well, ok, maybe "wanted to" is more accurate) review the recordings, get some ideas down on paper for Dove, and go about my business as if nothing were "up". It was challenging, but turned out to be doable. I carefully rolled out of bed so as not to disturb Emily, though she looked so beautiful lying there naked and partially covered. There would be plenty of time for enjoying that beautiful body later, now I had to get to "work".
I left the bedroom and closed the door, headed to the kitchen to get the coffee started and to the guest bath to take care of that business. I thought that maybe we could take a shower together in the large walk-in master shower today, after I got the camera installed in there. I grabbed a cup of coffee and my laptop and quietly headed out to the deck. I opened up the folder where I had all the camera footage being stored. Ahhh, great - there were files there from all the cameras and it looked like there was footage from the right timeframes. I opened up the first one from the outside security camera and saw myself coming out of the sliding door and arranging the furniture. I scrubbed forward about 10 minutes or so, and there it was, a young woman going down with a passion on her man. The best part of it was that I was the young man and Emily was the woman. Even though it was a little dark outside, the quality was pretty good. I turned up the sound to see if it picked that up. It did. It wasn't great, but you could make out my moans pretty distinctly. I figured I had to be quick about this, since she could walk out at any minute. So, I closed that file and opened the one from the hidden cam in the bedroom that looked out the door to the deck. You couldn't really see much, but since the doors were open, the sound was much better. I scrubbed forward a ways and could clearly see the beautiful, nude form of my bride walking into the bedroom and out of the frame toward the kitchen. That was enough validation for now, so I shut that down.
Then, I composed my note for Dove. Here's what I came up with:
"I love her and don't want anything to come between us or hurt her. That's not negotiable. I just want her to open up and come alive, sexually. So, when you deliver the 'item', you'll need to find a way to get into the house with it and open it up. Stay in the entry hall, to not raise here suspicions. Inside the main box, there should be at least two small boxes - one with the attachments and one with some cuffs and rope. I don't think she's had any experience being restrained, so be creative, but I think she'll need to be restrained in order to get her onto the machine. Remember, no hurting - that means no pain-play. I really want her to get a ride-of--a-lifetime (or at least the first...) From there I don't really have any more ideas, I figured I'd leave that up to you. Just make sure she has a great time, and I'll be a happy man.
I know I promised you a ride, too. When you are done "teaching" her, I know she will have some questions...so, below is a note that I want you to put in another envelope and give to her afterwards. One day between now and Monday, get my attention and I'll come out for you to snap a picture of us together. Print it out on the back of the note, below.
I can't wait to read your ideas...here's the note for Emily:
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Dearest Emily,
Yes, I arranged this for you. I know you are probably somewhat in shock right now, but please don't be angry. I thought that you had been working SO hard over our two week "honey-move" that you deserved something extra-special. I met Dove when she was delivering stuff to us and our neighbors. She agreed to help me give you a first-in-a-lifetime experience. If I'm right (and GOD I hope I am!), you had a mind-blowing good time.
I don't know exactly what you'll be doing, but Dove promised me it would be all about you and your pleasure. From what I can tell, she's an honorable person and will do as she says.
In return for giving you this experience, I invited Dove to dinner tonight and promised her a ride on the Sybian.
I know you have more questions, but please know that I have only arranged this for your pleasure. I'll be tied up in meetings all day, so let's just plan to talk about it when I get home.
Above all, remember - I LOVE YOU and I always will!
Ben
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As I walked back into the house carrying my laptop, I heard water running and then Emily came out of the bedroom drying her face. She headed straight for the coffeepot, but stopped long enough to give me a big, open-mouthed kiss on the way.
"I really, REALLY, enjoyed last night, Ben! That was something else. I hope the rest of our married life can be like that!"
"I hope so, too. You were fucking awesome. I loved making you cum and needless to say, I loved the way you made me cum. Its like nothing I've ever experienced before. I love you so much!"
She blushed a bit as she grinned at me over her cup of fresh coffee. "I think I'll head out to the deck for a bit. Do you want any breakfast?"
"I was just out there, its really nice. Not as nice as it was last night, but nice. I think we have a couple of bagels left. I'll toast them and bring them out."
"Great. See you in a few." and she headed out.
I went into the kitchen and quickly found the bagels and got them into the toaster oven. I knew it would take a few minutes, so I dashed to the office, printed the note for Dove and got it into an envelope, which I put in my desk drawer. I headed back into the kitchen just as the bagels were done. I slid them onto a paper plate and headed out to the deck with them and the coffeepot.
"Now, that's what I call service. That smells wonderful."
We sat for a bit, just enjoying each other's company and the woods behind the house. Emily asked my plans for the day. I told her that I thought I'd get the master bath paint touched up and then work in the office for a bit, finishing up the security system setup. By then, the paint in the bath should be dry enough that we could take a shower. She raised her eyebrows and agreed.
When we were done, she took the empty cups and coffeepot to wash in the kitchen and I headed to the bedroom to throw on some clothes. I had grabbed another of the hidden cams from my drawer as I went past it earlier, so I called out to her, "Hey, I'm going to get started in the bathroom. I'm starting behind the door, so I'm going to lock it. I don't want you knocking me into the tub and giving me a concussion."
She laughed "OK. See you in a bit."
I grabbed the paint and brush from the deck and headed into the master bath. I closed and locked the door. It was also the perfect setup in here for the hidden cam - one outlet at the end of the vanity directly faced the shower and tub. So, I removed the outlet plate, installed the cam electronics and quickly painted around the outlet. I then got to work removing the remaining outlet and switch covers and painted around them. Then, I started behind the door and finished the small amount of painting that was needed in there. By the time I was done, the paint around the outlets was dry enough to reinstall the covers. I started with the cam and got it all situated and closed up. I then opened the door and finished the rest of the outlet plates. A couple of quick taps on my phone and the new camera was all set up and ready to go.
I walked back into the living area and Emily had already removed all the outlet plates and was starting to paint. I told her that I needed to get some fresh air after being cooped up in the master bath with all the paint fumes and that I may as well check the mail, so I'd kill two birds with one stone. I grabbed my note for Dove on the way out the door. As I walked up to the mailbox, I wondered if I'd find a note from Dove there. And, sure enough it appeared to be there. So, I swapped out the envelopes and then remembered to actually check the mail. There was some junk, so I put Dove's envelope in my pocket and headed back up the hill to the house.
"There was only some junk mail. I left it on the table for you, just in case our ideas of junk are different."
She came over and took a look at the ads on the table and said "Ya know, we need some groceries and there's a pretty good ad here for the store down the way. Would you like to go with me, or do you want to stay here and work on the painting?"
"I'll stay here and see how much of the den I can get finished before you get back. You might want to buy some more wine. We seem to be a couple of bottles short!" as I winked at her. "Oh, and some decent Bourbon for me and whatever you want for yourself, too!" That would give me time to get a few more cams installed.
"OK, suit yourself. But I expect a lot of painting to be done, if you are forcing me to do all this shopping by myself." she giggled as she grabbed her purse and headed out the door.
As soon as she was backing down the drive, I grabbed the envelope from Dove and tore it open.
"Ben,
I can't believe that you want to do this and that I agreed. But, since that all really happened, here's what I've come up with. I want this to be a good experience for Emily AND I don't want to lose my job. So, if you are ok with this, here's what I have in mind.
I'll deliver the package right before noon or so. I'm usually to your street by then. The package will have some damage to it (not enough to actually hurt anything, but enough for me to insist she check it out before I go - to save us both some hassle). I'll carry it inside and help her open it up. If she doesn't recognize what it is, I'll come up with some way to explain it to her. Maybe I'll fake being embarrassed and would rather show it to her or something. Maybe get her to turn her back while I set it up and see where things go from there.