“See?” Ivan nearly shouted as he pointed at her. “There! That’s it! That’s how you should be sitting. Fully aware and confident. Beautiful! ...Cheers!” The three clinked glasses. Heather slumped. “Alright, I don’t get it,” she said. “You’re doing it again,” Ivan noticed. “Doing what?” she asked, confused. “Hiding yourself.” Heather looked down at herself. “What do you mean?” “Every time you’re not sure about a situation,” Ivan smiled, “you find something to hide behind. I noticed it at the. She pulled my top up over my head. I lifted my arms to help her. Then she undid my jeans and pushed them down over my hips. She knelt down in front of me and pushed them the rest of the way to the floor. I was aware her face was right in front of my crotch as I stepped out of my jeans. I was wearing a mismatched bra and cotton panties. I felt a little embarrassed wishing I was wearing something prettier.She helped me try on the wrap dress. It looked good on me. The neckline dipped a little. Of course this freedom comes with the need to comply, give my 'Cuck-Hubby', his daily pleasure, and today is no different, he knows I am desired by someone at work, a man just waiting for my nod of acceptance, but I keep him at arms length until hubby gives the signal, and when he does, I am turned over to this man, for his amusement.Shaved and smooth, stockinged without panties, sheer black on white flesh, and the pièce de résistance, today I would wear a smallish attachment, a 'Wireless. I come up behind you and push my cock deep inside your pussy again. I grab your hips and just pound your pussy hard. You are screaming with every thrust and soon you are screaming into a pillow. I want to feel you cum on my cock. I am looking at your ass while I am pounding your pussy. I say to you, "Your ass is getting filled next." What are you thinking when you hear that? After a few more minutes I feel that I am going to cum. I thrust my cock deep into your pussy and release. Spurt after.