This story involves the theme of a dominant wife and a submissive/cuckold husband. If this is not to your taste, read something else.
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When I got out of the shower Saturday morning, a pair of pink panties was lying on my pillow. This is our signal that Lynn is in complete control for the day. This brought a smile to my face as well as a hard-on to my dick. I put the panties on along with my t-shirt, shorts and sandals. When I got downstairs, Lynn hands me a list of chores and tell me that she is having some friends over and that she need to do some shopping before the party. She wants to look especially nice for 'the guys'. She tells me that I need to go get her some cash for her shopping trip before I start my chores. When I get back from the ATM with the money she wanted, she kisses me on the cheek and heads off to shop.
For the next few hours, I plow through the list of chores. It is typical household stuff. I keep wondering whom 'the guys' are that she wants to look nice for? What kind of party will it be? As I am putting clean sheets on the bed, I can't help wondering whom the clean sheets are for? My feelings bounce around during the day as I work. Some of the time, I am happy that Lynn is planning to have some fun. Other times, I feel jealous of the guys she will be hanging out with tonight. I keep wondering. Who are they? What sort of get together will this be? The main feeling during the course of the day is horniness. My cock gets hard when I think about how I am serving Lynn while she goes out and shops. My cock gets hard when I think about her playing with the guys later. I wonder whether I will be invited to the party. If so, will she reveal my panties?
Later, Lynn comes home from her shopping and shows me the clothes that she has bought. She has picked out a couple of nice outfits for work. She also picked out a nice red and black merry widow outfit from Fredericks! She thanks me for the work clothes and tells me that she is sure 'the guys' will appreciate the merry widow.
After I make Lynn dinner, she asks me to come up to the bathroom and has me draw a nice bubble bath for her. She tells me to take off all my clothes, except for my panties, get the handcuffs and sit on the floor of the closet. She cuffs my hands and ties the cuffs over my head to a clothes bar. She explains that she does not want me to interfere with her fun. I hear her get into the tub as I sit and wonder what the evening has in store. After her bath, Lynn comes back to the closet and puts on the merry widow. She asks me if I think that the guys would like the way she looks and I tell that any guy would like the way she looked. She pulls out a ball gag and puts it in my mouth while telling me that I don't get to disturb her fun. Just after she fastens it good and tight, I hear the doorbell ring. Lynn says "Great, they're here on time. Now I get to have some fun while you wonder what I am up to!" With that she leaves and closes the door.
As I sit there in the dark, I just hear an occasional laugh. I hear the doorbell again. I wonder what is going on. I strain to hear but I don't hear much. My imagination is running wild. How many guys are there? Who are they? What are Lynn and them doing? I imagine all sorts of nasty scenarios. My cock is hard as a rock I wish I could touch it, but of course I can't.
After what seems an eternity, I hear voices getting louder. People are coming up to the bedroom.
Lynn says, "OK guys. You put up with the teasing so well that you get to fuck me."
