The rain just wasn't going to stop. The forecast called for a down pour all night long. Brenda and Jake were all dressed up to go out, but when the outing got cancelled due to the weather, they found themselves stuck at home. Brenda was wearing a lovely black cocktail dress with tan thigh high stockings and open-toed high heel shoes. Her nails were painted blue and sparkled so seductively through the sheer nylon toes. Her blonde hair was down and slightly wavy and her make up was delicate but alluring. Jake could not help but admire how beautiful she looked and was looking forward to watching other men admire her all night.
Jake was wearing a matching blue silk shirt, black slacks and a nice pair of black shoes. Where Brenda was slim and long with moderate but attractive curves, Jake was lean and built like a swimmer. His hair was kept short and styles handsomely and his face was freshly shaven, which was odd for him. Working in the shop, he rarely ever had to shave. They were sitting on the covered patio, listening to the rain. Jake had both of Brenda's legs in his lap and he was gently stroking her nylon covered legs while she was smoking her cigarette. He was focused on her legs, their length and smoothness and lost in some kind of erotic daydream. Brenda just watched him in silence and started thinking what he would do, if some guy at the party went beyond just admiring her. She knew his fantasy, and how much it turned him on during pillow talk, but what if it became reality?
"Babe?" Brenda said quietly.
Jake blinked, slipping out of whatever vision was in his head and looked up to smile at his stunning wife.
"What are you thinking about?"
Jake just shrugged and shook his head.
"You thinking about guys flirting with me, chatting me up, maybe dancing with me?" Brenda continued.
Jake nodded with a boyish grin.
"You like the idea of one of them reaching up my skirt," Brenda nodded back, "pulling my panties to the side and fingering me?"
Jake just bit his lip, closed his eyes, and started picturing his fantasy in his own imagination. Brenda's grin became more sadistic as she put out her cigarette, stood up and took Jake by the hand.
"Where are we going?" Jakes asked.
"Upstairs," Brenda whispered as they disappeared into the house.
Brenda had told Jake to strip. As he did, she pulled two sets of stockings from her top drawer and bound his ankles and wrists to a chair that was facing their bed. She then slowly slid out of her blue panties and told him to open his mouth. When he did, she used her panties as a gag and told him not to let them fall out. She then kissed his forehead before backing away a few steps and slowly began to unzip the back of her dress. Jake's eyes went wide as he watched the dress fall to her ankles.