After an eventful first week, I felt I had to regroup. Even though my wife Lacey had agreed to our new relationship, I loved her too much not to make sure she was enjoying herself as much as I was.
We had spent the first week of her working, with me taking control and asserting my new found authority over as her new boss. During the work day, she was to make herself available to me in any way, shape, or form, that I desired. I also gave her tasks to complete and standing orders for her general conduct.
I thought the first week was great, we had more sex than we had ever had in one week before. During the day I could be controlling and forceful, at night we could be like any other husband and wife. We made love several nights in a more passionate and caring way than we had before.
Sunday night, I laid in bed admiring Lacey as she changed out of her clothes and into her nightgown. Her body was still amazing to me after 10 years of marriage. Large breasts that still did not sag even with their size. Her conservative upbringing of tight bras had left them incredibly well preserved. Her areolas were a milky brown and her nipples grew a half an inch when stimulated. Lucky for me I could tell when ever she was slightly aroused because her nipples would poke through even the strongest bra.
Lacey turned around and bent over to pull off her panties. I was treated to that amazing ass that I had seen more than 1 man turn his head to admire. It was even better when fucking her from behind. I like to pull apart her ass cheeks and spit between them while taking her, getting some juice on her asshole so I can gently massage it. When Lacey gets worked up, I can stop thrusting and let her take over. She then establishes a rhythm of rocking back and forth on my cock, taking it out almost to the head, and then ramming her ass back on my dick to fully impale herself.
"Lacey?"
"Yes, honey," she answered.
"Are you ok with how last week went? I felt you enjoyed it as much as I did but before we go any further, I want to make sure you are good with continuing down this path," I asked.
"Is this your way of giving me a way out," she replied.
"Yes, if you want to stop we can stop," I answered.
"Well I thought you could tell how much I loved it last week? I enjoyed being under your control and pushing my boundaries. You know how I was brought up. We never talked about sex or were encouraged to love our bodies. I was told it was dirty and a sin. You forcing me to be sexual is exciting. I know I have a great body but don't have the courage to explore my sensuality without a push. Your push allows me the freedom to experience new things without the guilt I was brought up to associate with it. I had so many orgasms from last weeks work that I want more."
"Understand that I intend to keep pushing the envelope. Tomorrow I might order you to do things that you would never have considered," I said.
"I know, that is what makes it exciting, the unknown of what my work week might entail. Keep holding me to it and don't back off your threat if I don't comply," Lacey said.
I stood up and took her in my arms, kissing her passionately. We made love, both probably thinking about the week to come.
I got to the office Monday morning with a plan for Lacey's week already in mind. As soon as I got to my desk I texted her.
Me: You will have two tasks this week, as well as following the first weeks rules of conduct while on the job.
First task- while at the gym this week I want you to exercise without any type of panties. Just biker shorts or stretch pants. During the week you are to get a video of at least one gym goer (male or female) checking out your ass while you work out.
Second task- at some point during the week you will expose yourself to at least one stranger. This will be separate from the gym task. It must be a random person and you must be able to catch this either on video or be able to fully describe to me the event.
On the kitchen counter I've provided you with one of those small fancy video cameras that are so trendy right now. Should make it easier for you to complete your tasks. Do well this week and you will get a surprise treat at the end of the week.
Lacey: I will do what I can boss to complete my tasks. Once completed I will send the evidence to your phone.
The rest of the day passed uneventful, as I let Lacey work into the challenge of the tasks.
On Tuesday morning I had just finished up a project memo when my phone buzzed with Lacey's picture telling me a text had arrived. I jumped up and closed the door to my office and clicked on the text.
The message read "getting started," and had a video attachment. I clicked on the video link and saw it was Lacey in a corner of the locker room at her gym.