Thetext read, "Slave, change of plans, no need to pick me up, I will bearriving with my guests at 5:00. Check email I sent you for instructionsto be f...ollowed."I went to my computer and opened the following email:Slave,You are to follow these instructions to prepare for the dinner partytonight without question.Take a shower and shave your face real close.Pack pink panty and bra set, your tits, wig, jeans skirt, top, purse andlow heels in your back pack and be at the Hot Chicks Salon. You pulled away from your wife with a smile and held up a hand. Telling her to wait there and not to move, that you would be right back.You walked down the hallway to the front door and opened it. There was David , all smiles and eagerness. You shake hands and I let him in.We entered the living room and found Kelly pouring herself another drink. Her panties were on the floor at the foot of the sofa. She paused at our entrance and sipped at the wine. She flashed her cute smile and placed the. They lay flat, side by side as they calmed, and his essence leaked from her body. Their fingers entwined and eyes stared at the ceiling while heart rates returned to normal.She spoke first.“Oh my! John. I never knew. I could never have imagined. It was…” She paused while her addled brain sought for the right word. “… beautiful.” She rolled and turned towards him, noticing her teeth mark on his shoulder.“Did I hurt you?” She asked while she gently rubbed the bruise.“I honestly don’t think you. She cares about people, not things." Are you happy?" Erik could see he was but wanted to hear it."With her I'm alive. She brings joy to my days that I never realized I lacked until I met her. I think before I just went through life without thinking about it." You deserve it. I don't pretend to know much about your other life, but I can guess it wasn't pretty. Now it's time for some good things to happen and it looks like she's the one to do that for you." This is forever for me. I'm not letting.