Tears were againstreaming from my eyes. Saying she was sorry she rushed the needlesthrough she said she would be more patient this time.. She asked if... Inoticed the holes in the front tabs of the chastity cage. The ones thatlined up on the sides of my cock head. My eyes were wide with fear as Irealized what was coming.No clamp this time as the chastity held me firmly. She mounted the thirdneedle in the handle and gently lifted my caged cock. My slave clit asshe said it would be referred to in. Amanda was very social yet never seemed to have the time or desire to find a boyfriend. That's why I felt it so strange when she began dating Marcus, a much older man. They met through friends and shared an interest in classical music and the ballet. He was involved in the arts and was very generous to the artistic community with his considerable wealth. He was also many times older than she was. I never learned his exact age but he must have been in his early fifties. A tall, articulate and. Mom laughed and then told me, “Yes, you! And none of your fancy foreign languages. You know I took mostly sciences in high school and there’s not much call for an RN to speak French around here. Now finish your breakfast and get your butt to work!” I was supposed to be there by nine and I was four minutes early.++++++Saturday, March 25, 1961I worked, as usual, until one and then drove home for lunch before I mowed the lawn and raked leaves for another hour, finishing at 4:30 so I could. She had the most satisfied look on her face, a look I'd never seen after we had made love. Still in her work clothes, she hadn't even undressed and yet this man had made her happy. I watched it again from the start as I tried to sort out my feelings. Here was evidence of my wife not only cheating on me but with a big black buck. I should be angry but instead my heart ached with the fear that I was losing my Marie. How could I not be mad after seeing her debase herself to him almost begging for.