It all started with my wife's best friend's announcement that she was ready to open a very exclusive restaurant. My wife was incredibly excited and offered to help with ideas to make it an instant success. I didn't pay much attention until my wife/mistress told me that I was going to have an important part to play in the inaugural event. When I asked what I was supposed to do, she told me to wait, that it was going to be a surprise.
When the day arrived, my wife informed me that we needed to be at the restaurant no later than 5pm for the 6:30 opening. She still refused to tell me what I would be doing and I becoming increasingly anxious. Still when the time came I was ready to go and we got there on time.
I should take a moment to explain my relationship to my better half. We both are dominant, but, early in our relationship I was shocked to realize that I loved being dominated by her and she loved being the MISTRESS. We have had many adventures with her being in control and me being subservient. Needless to say, I was somewhat concerned about what was to take place on that particular night.
When we arrived my wife's friend and she began to discuss what was to happen that evening. It was a gourmet dinner, by invitation only, for four couples. They were all among the towns elite, all relatively young and known (by my wife's friend) to be swingers.
The setup was beautiful, a table large enough to seat all eight comfortably, covered by a white linen table cloth that nearly reached the floor and lovely crystal and silverware. The menu was extraordinary as were the wait staff. The room was dimly lit by candlelight and there was soft music in the background. Everything was ready and perfect. I thought.
My wife turned to me, smiled and told me to go into a side room, take off all my clothes and come back.
I laughed and refused.