Bloody planes! I'd been away on a three-day business trip. No fun, no action, and three days away from my wife. Not good. I always missed cuddling up to her long legs and incredible ass. She never wore anything to bed either. Just that smile and the glint in those cock-sucking eyes that tell me when she's in the mood.
I'd been presenting to a group of sports administrators in the Fiji Islands. The bummer was that most of them were men, and the only women at the resort were either happily married or on their honeymoon, so it was slim pickings. Besides, I very rarely strayed when Dee was not accompanying me. Somehow it was always more fun when she was taking part. After all, she was the wild one with the insatiable appetite for sex. Quite ironic really that she wanted sex as much if not more than me, but hey, I was not going to complain!
Anyway, by the time the plane finally left Fiji and landed home I was running about seven hours late. I knew Dee had planned a welcome home surprise, because she had SMS'ed my mobile phone.
The message just said, "Surprise waiting for you. Don't be late!".
I was fuming by the time the cab dropped me off at home. I was hot, sweaty and tired, and in a shitty mood because I knew she would have gone to a lot of trouble.On the table there were two notes. The first one said - off to the Venus club, couldn't wait any longer. Join us if you get home. Hmmm, strange. The Venus club was a strip joint. Sleazy and in the worst part of town. The second strange thing was, the note said join 'us'. The second note said......home now, you're obviously held up. If you want dinner, it's in the fridge. If you want to know how my night went, press play. Love you. Don't wake me up, I'm buggered."
I whacked the dinner into the microwave and took off my tie. I got a beer from the fridge and then realised what the second note had said. I put my dinner and beer on the coffee table in the loungeroom and went to the vcr player. There was a tape inside and I switched the machine on and pressed play. I sat down with the remote and began eating my dinner. As I opened my beer my eyes almost popped out. Dee was on the screen, looking awesome, and smiling at someone who was obviously filming her with a video camera. This was a huge surprise, but the next part was even more surprising! Behind her were three men. Three Japanese men!
I kept munching slowly on my dinner as the video unfolded on my screen in front of me. Dee was wearing one of her favourite outfits. It was a black catsuit made of stretchy skin tight material. I think when she bought it I remember her telling me it was made of a material called "cire". I had no idea what that meant at the time, but knew now that it made me sigh!
On the screen I watched as Dee showed the three Japanese men to the couch.........the very couch that I was now sitting in! The guy with the camera followed Dee into our bedroom! In there, she sexily winked at the camera and said,
"How do you think our asian friends would like some bondage?".
Without a reply, Dee took three of our sets of handcuffs from our chest of drawers reserved for our toys. In addition to the cuffs, she also selected some scarves and a number of belts from my belt rack.
"This should be fun!" she said as she gathered up her possessions and returned to theloungeroom.
She motioned for the three Japanese guys to move a little bit apart so she could get in between them, and then I watched with interest as she started cuffing each of them and then securing their hands behind their backs. By the time she had finished, all three men were held firm in their cuffs and belts, their arms pinned behind their backs. Finally, Dee placed a scarf over the eyes of each of the men, rendering them helpless and robbed of the wonderful visual stimulation that Dee offered in her skin tight black outfit.
I remember thinking to myself that the guy holding the camera must have been hard as a rock!
Dee then asked the person with the camera,
"Can I get you something to drink?".
The cameraman must have answered yes because Dee nodded and went to the bar. She returned with a bottle of champagne and what looked like a gin and tonic. Funny choice for a guy I thought??. Dee took a sip from her drink and then went to the men on the couch. Sexily she began to moan and lick their ears as she sipped her glass of champagne and alternated between them. She made sure to sit on each man's crutch just heavily enough to make them moan and push forward as she licked their ears. Just as each guy was getting an erection, my teasing wife would withdraw suddenly and move to the next man.
The greatest part of this position with the three Japanese men on the couch, was that despite being bound and blindfolded, they could hear and sense everything that was happening. Once Dee had finished her first glass of champagne, each of the men had been sat on and licked twice, and she went to the small table and refilled her glass.
Slipping off her black stilletto heeled shoe from her right foot, she poured a small amount of champagne from her glass into the spiked slipper. Slowly she offered it's wetness to the first man, who tentatively opened his mouth and explored the offering with his tongue. His tongue was like a small lizard, wriggling and trying to establish just what it was he was trying to get in mouth. After a few timid sips, Dee moved to the next man and did the same. This guy was more of a risk taker, and he opened his mouth wide. Dee tricked him by first slapping him hard on the cheek, and then pushed the spiked heel into his mouth. He responded by getting a larger erection, sucking hard on her heel, and then lashing his tongue out in search of the fluid. He was rewarded with a small gulp of the sparkling bubbly.
Man number three had heard all of this going on, and by the time Dee moved in to offer him a drink, his tongue was scanning the air in search of reward. Without warning, Dee slammed her hips down on this mans lap, rubbed her pussy and ass on his now very hard cock, and then poured the whole remainder of the contents of the sexy footwear into his mouth, spilling some down his shirt and onto his trousers. The little guy just lapped and lapped at the toe of the shoe that was being forced down his throat as the champagne emptied into his mouth. I twitched in my seat as I watched my wife in such an open display of assertiveness. I started to think I would be enjoying the rest of THIS video!
Once Dee had finished pouring the champagne onto her three bound Japanese captives, she stepped back and faced the camera. She pouted and sexily pushed her breasts together for the guy holding the camera. At one point, she must have grabbed him by the cock because she was extremely close to the screen and then the camera jumped suddenly and a loud "ooh" was heard!
The next thing I saw Dee backing away from the poor guy laughing wickedly. My wife then put her shoe back on and went to the stereo. I wondered what she would select to be her fucking music, and was not surprised when I heard "Leave your hat on" by Joe Cocker come belting out of MY speakers!
