The next day when I got home from work Megan was excited and ran up, jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist. Kissing me she was moaning as her mouth explored mine. After a few minutes like this she dropped back to her own feet and looked at me.
"I got an email from that couple today. They want to play again, but just with me. I don't want to do it with out you, I thought maybe we could do that and you could sit behind the camera so they don't see you."
"You enjoyed that little game last night did you?"
Megan took my hand and put it between her legs, putting my palm flat on her hot pussy. I could feel the wetness of her pussy through the short cotton running shorts she was wearing.
"What do you think?" she smiled, "It's all I've been thinking about all day."
"It made you that hot?" I was massaging her pussy through her shorts. "Why did it make you so hot?"
"Oh god it made me so hot. I was rubbing my pussy all day thinking about last night. What happened last night made me so crazy. Seeing that big cock, and the thought of having it in me." As she spoke she was was rubbing my dick through my pants as I was rubbing her pussy through the very wet crotch of her shorts.
"Pretending that he was making me beg for it. Making sure that he and you both knew how much bigger he is. Telling him how much I wanted him to fuck his big thick cock, while you watched and listened to me beg him to put it inside me and then cumming on him while in your lap. Oh god baby it was all so hot." She was really getting worked up again. "But I don't want to do anything with them without you, I want you there to watch me tonight. I want you there to watch another man use me. I want you to be there while I open my legs for him, and let him put his big vieny cock in my little pussy. Please baby, be there when I tell him how wonderful he feel fucking my tight pussy, with that big cock. I want you to hear me tell him how much he's opened me after I've been fucking your tiny little thing all this time. Please baby let's do it, It'll be so hot, and you can help me pick out something to wear, they want me to dress in something sexy, slutty, and hot they said."
"And what am I supposed to do while you're getting fucked by the big cock online?" I asked smiling at her.
"You can sit on the loveseat and stroke your pathetic little weiner." she said to me "See if you can last for more than a few seconds before you cum and go limp like a little bitch."
I was hard, and putty in her hand, and she knew it. She explained that we'd left the account open last night and that when she checked her email she was in the shared chat account and a message popped up from the other couple saying that they wanted to play with her sometime without me. Then asked if she was available to night, and told her she should wear something sexy, slutty, and hot. She told them she would try to get me out of the house for a few hours and that she would let them know what time she could log in.
She emailed them back quickly told them that I was going to the bar with some friends and that she would be ready to play at about 9:30 that night, and would be able to play for a few hours.
In the bedroom we went to work trying to find something appropriate for her to wear for her inappropriate tryst this evening. When we started I already had an idea about what I wanted her to wear, but wanted to see what she had in mind first. We went through all her clothes that she likes to wear when we playing and finally she agreed with me on what to wear. With the outfit picked out she did her makeup the way she thought they would like it. After the make up she did her hair curling it slightly so that her chestnut hair still fell most of the say down her back. Finally she put on the outfit for the evening. Over her 34dd breasts she put on this little black bra that had no underwire and was translucent. Each cup was decorated with a pair of red, parted lips. Between the lips was a cut out that let her nipples poke through freely. The matching panties were crotchless with a matching pair of lips just above her clit. On her legs Megan put a pair of black fishnet stockings. Over the panties went a skirt that had actually been a small, red tube top, but served it's purpose of making her look like a slut quite well. On top over her tiny bra went a black mesh shirt that wasn't much larger than the bra. Then to top off the outfit was a pair of black patent leather shoes with 7 inches platform heels. These buckled around her ankles.
As she was making sure that everything was in place for her online date Megan decided that her lipstick wasn't right and wiped off the red she was wearing and put on instead a candied red with a clear gloss that went over it. This gave her lips a perpetual wet look. I wasn't sure that they would be able to see it on the camera, but it sure was making me hard.
"You think he'll like seeing these wet red lips wrapped around his big, hard, thick cock?" Megan asked me dragging out and pausing between each adjective. "I think he will. You always loved when I wore this and sucked your little wienie." She laughed turned her back to me and walked to the living room.
I followed behind her, wearing a pair of boxers. She'd set up the computer with our television, hooking up the setting the webcam on top of it and putting the microphone on the coffee table in front of her. The armchair I was to sit in was off to the side of the television against the wall so that I was out of view of the camera. As the time drew closer Megan arranged her toys under the coffee table moaning and stroking all the phallic toys as she placed them.
Taking the last few items out of the bag she stopped and smiled. The bottom of the bag is normally where the restraints ended up, and she was now holding a full set of leather restraint cuffs. The cuffs were individual and not attached to each other, but locked together or locked to another object. She gestured me over to her and she held up her wrists, dangling the cuffs from her fingers. I wrapped the cuffs taut around wrists and used the brass padlocks to lock them on her.
"Do you want the ankle cuffs on too, so you can lock your ankles to the spreader bar for him?" I asked gesturing to the black leather wrapped pipe on the floor.