Katrina and Shane had been home from their vacation for a month.
As much as he had enjoyed the adventure, Shane reflected how happy he was to be home and settled into his normal routine. He sat at his computer, working on his latest novel.
"Normal" he said to himself aloud, laughing. He was sitting completely nude in his home office because Katrina required he always be nude while at home. Now that he had gotten accustomed to it, he would be pretty bummed out if he ever had to go back to wearing clothes in the house again. It was extremely comfortable and freeing.
Their housekeeper, Jenny, came in three times a week to clean. Katrina had spoken to her, and Jenny had become comfortable with Shane being nude. He never did anything inappropriate, and although she would never say it, Jenny considered being able to watch her employer's muscular body, firm butt and impressive manhood an added bonus to her job. They would often cook together or just sit and chat, neither feeling the need to acknowledge the CFNM dynamic they found themselves in after the initial discussions.
Katrina had bi-weekly girl's nights where she and some friends would hang out at the house. She had handled this by telling her friends Shane was hanging out upstairs so they could "have their privacy." Either that or he would leave the house altogether to hang out at a bookstore or catch a movie with friends. If he was at home, he still had to be nude. So staying sequestered was not a problem for him.
Katrina had teased him that one day she would require him to serve the group of 6 to 8 friends drinks and snacks in his birthday suit. A couple of the ladies were married, and Shane did not want any jealous husbands gunning for him. He expressed this apprehension.
"But if I asked you to do it...?"
"Of course I would...I just ask that you keep that in mind...I trust you."
Shane's attention was brought back to the present as Jenny appeared in the office doorway, "Mr. Shane?"
He looked up and smiled, "Yes, ma'am?"
"I am leaving for the day. I made up a mess of chicken enchiladas for you and Miss Katrina so you will not need to cook today. Will that help with your writing?"
"Oh, Jenny, that is fantastic! We love your enchiladas. And yes, ma'am, it gives me more time today. Thank you very much!"
Jenny hesitated, looking somewhat nervous.
"What is it Jenny? Are you okay?"
"I-I...yes. Are you, Mr. Shane? Are you happy?"
"What do you mean?"
Jenny fidgited with her wedding ring, looked down at it, then back up to nervously meet Shane's eyes.
Now he became nervous. What did THAT mean?
"I was wondering...you and Miss Katrina used to always fight...always seemed mad. But since the change, you seem very calm and...happy."
"I think I am. There is a lot less stress."
"Please do not be angry, Mr. Shane. I like you very much..."
Oh, crap.
"I told my Jeffery how you and Miss Katrina have been...and what you have both mentioned about the changes. But I do not understand it all. Jeffery wants...he thinks...we want to see if it would help us. But we do not understand all of it..."
Shane breathed a great sigh of relief. Jenny was not unattractive...but he had zero interest in an affair. He was happy that was not her intent. He held up a finger as if to say hold on. Then he texted Katrina.
Okay to invite Jenny & Jeffery 4 dinner?
Umm...okay? Sure?
They are interested in being us...
? Oh! Sure. perfect timing. I have someone that needs to know too.
??
See you tonight ;)
Not being sure what that meant, he addressed Jenny, "Would you and Jeff be able to have dinner with us tonight? You could both ask all the questions of Kat and me you needed to make your decision?"
Jenny's eyes lit up, "Oh, Mr. Shane, that would be great! Would 6 o'clock be okay?"
"Should be perfect. Do we have enough food? Or do we need to make more?"
"I made enough for ten people..."
"Oh, Jenny," Shane pointed to himself, "Prepare Jeff...I doubt Kat will relax the rules, especially due to the subject matter."
"Oh! Yes, I will. Maybe I will have him dress like you?" She laughed.
"Whatever you would like...MISS Jenny."
When Katrina arrived home, Shane met her at the door and took her bags, handing her a glass of wine, as had become his custom. He went to put her things away so she could relax.
"Oh, Shane...you'll need to pour a second glass."
He turned back, puzzled, to see another woman walk in behind his wife, struggling with luggage. He immediately recognized Gwen, the bombshell from their Caribbean vacation. The woman who, along with her friend, had teased the hell out of him. And then used him sexually one afternoon at Katrina's behest.
The one Katrina had promised 72 hours with him alone. Shane was suddenly flushed with embarassment. Obviously she was here to collect.
"After you get Gwen some wine, please take her luggage to the guestroom, babe."
Gwen smiled, dropping her bags with a dramatic flair.
As she helped Shane set the dinner table and prep the food Jenny had made, Katrina updated him, excited about her news.
"Gwen called me last week and said she had a week off work, and wanted to know if she could come see us to collect on her three days with you. I wanted to make it a surprise...are you surprised, baby?"
"I think that is one way to describe it." He laughed quietly. "What is the plan? Will I be able to keep working? Or am I having a vacay too?"
"We discussed that...and we're leaving it up to you. Two choices...you can do three days straight, or...you can work for six hours a day and give her four days."
"Hmmm. I do have a deadline. If she has the time, we could make it four days, if that is okay with you. When does this start?"
Katrina stopped what she was doing, and indicated for him to sit. She sat next to him and placed her hands on his.
"Babe...I have another surprise...one you may not be as happy about..."
He just looked at her quizzically.
Katrina asked Gwen to wait for her in the living room; she needed a moment with Shane.
"Babe, the firm wants...needs...me to go on a book signing and promotion tour with one of our new authors. You've done them before with your books...so you know how important it is for the success of a new author."
He was somewhat relieved. Having recently been promoted, this would be her first, and she must have thought he would be concerned about a week or so away.
"Oh, I understand completely, Kat. How long will you be away?"
She hesitated, "If you don't want me to go, babe, I'll tell them to find someone else...I want to be fair to you."
He wondered why this was such a big deal. "Seriously, I understand. You were supportive when I had to go. Is it a week? Two?"
"Baby...its international. I will be gone for three...at least three...months."
"Three MONTHS??" He was shocked, but he also knew what a tremendous opportunity this was for her. All of the contacts she would make in the publishing world, and it would position her for yet another promotion. He said as much. Of course she already knew, but she needed to hear that he knew.
"Of course you have to go, Kat. You cannot pass up that opportunity."
"I love you so much, Shane! Thank you for loving me. You do understand what this means, though, right?"
She dropped one hand to his thigh near his flaccid penis, and glanced down at it. Thats all it took. It began to grow.
He had NOT thought that far ahead. But now he did. Katrina would be able to masturbate, use one of her dildoes, even have other men if she wanted. But without her here, without the device implanted within her, he would not be getting any sexual relief for at least three months. The device implanted within his penis would block any possiblility of an orgasm without her device.
"Oh....OH...oh fuuuuuuuuck...."
"I won't go...I can't do that to you."
Shane took a couple of deep breaths. "Kat...we have to be adults about this. We knew this sort of thing could happen when we chose the devices. This is your career. You have to go. I may be a babbling idiot by the time you get back...but it will not kill me."
She threw her arms around him and hugged him close. "You are so good to me!"
He nodded towards the living room, "So what is the plan?"
She grinned mischievously, "Well, I have two days til I leave. For those two days, when I'm not at work planning the tour, I am going to fuck you as much as I can to drain you completely."
"I like the sound of that..."
"I thought you might. Then, after I leave, Gwen will have her three...I guess four days with you."
"And after she leaves, I'll be alone for three months?"
"Three or four months, depending. But you will only be alone for one month. Remember, after that, Marie will be moving in..."
"Oh, shit."
Katrina giggled, "Uh huh..."
"She will love that...she will wear me the fuck out, won't she?"
"You know it...but at least she loves you now instead of hating you!"