At first. But then as things have gone on, as we’ve got deeper and deeper, I’m not so sure anymore. It feels like things have gotten all turned in...side out. What started as a game has become our whole life, hardly any room left for our marriage, our marriage just bookended into a few random hours on a Monday and Tuesday. Sometimes it feels like one of those arrangements where a mum or a dad has custody for just a few short hours. That our marriage had got custody of our lives for just for those. “I’ve just lost 10 pounds, so I wouldn’t horrify you when I took my clothes off.”Gigantic blush! “Oh you wouldn’t horrify me. I mean, I’d love to…that is.”Sam’s brain was absolutely flailing so I stuck my tongue into his mouth to put him out of his misery. This was starting to be fun. He was so gentlemanly, I had to grab a hold of his hand and plant it on my lady bumps. For the last few weeks, all my tits got used for was a place to store my cell phone while I was on the elliptical. I usually drink the light drinks because I’m not into hard liquor and she likes less-sweet, more alcohol because after-all, she doesn’t have to drive. Then we ordered some appetizer platters and shared them rather than get the full dinner. Neither of us were very hungry. We just wanted to get out together. We sat there in the comfy lounge of the restaurant and just talked together. I listened to her, she listens to me and we look around at the other guests as they look at us. I’m sure many of. Picking up the package, she got to her feet and went. In the bathroom, she undressed. Put on the corset. It did fit, half cups. Looking down she could see the little buttons of her nipples resting on the lacy rims. Her face was burning and as she pulled on the stockings, her pussy started burning too. Fuck me, she thought, what is happening. She fastened the garters, and slipped on the white high-heeled pumps, and then picked up the handcuffs. They were heavy, cool to the touch. They felt like.