Hello everyone, and thanks for the kind word regarding my last two works, what follows is a work of fiction and fact, I will leave it up to the mind of the reader to determine where reality stops and fiction begins. However I assure you that the character are real, the names have been changed to protect the not so innocentβ¦..
My name is Alex, and my curvaceous wife is called Madison, now those of you who have read my earlier posts are aware of her assets, for those of you who are not, she is 5'3" tall, 36, 24, 36 and legs that make your mouth water.
We had been talking and she had demanded that I tell her about my deepest darkest secrets, and reveal all of my past life to her, I agreed on one condition.
I told her that the only way I would allow her to see into my past was that she would agree to do all that I said, whenever I said, and would do so with no question whatsoever.
She agreed, and as it was a Friday night and we were preparing to go out, I asked her if tonight would be the night she would like to do this?
She said yes and I told her that she would need to dress very sexy for me, and she proceeded to put on a tweed type short skirt and panty hose and high heels. With a low cut white and polka dot blouse.
She was looking very attractive, but this was not pushing the envelope enough for me so I took her to a boutique on the way to the club I had in mind and in we went to find a suitable outfit for her.
Inside we were greeted by a salesgirl who looked good in here too short dress and low cut top and I told her that we needed something hott.
She came in with a couple of tops and we went into the dressing room and Madison tried these on.
While both looked good she did not inspire the view I wanted so I grabbed the other sales girl, and asked her to look at Maddy, she was wearing one of the tops she had tried on, and I spoke to the sales girl.
"That top does not do her justice does it?"
"No it doesn't." She replied
"You have something that is suitable for that body do you not?" I asked and the young girl replied in the affirmative.
"Find it for us please." I said and she was off.
Maddy was looking at me with a look of concern as I walked up behind her to caress her breasts and whispered "Trust me."
The second sales girl arrived again with a draped blouse/halter than was held together in back by a pair of gold colored chains and enabled me to move the front to the side and expose her breasts at will.
I smiled as she put them on and insisted that she wear it as we left and I paid the bill.