A Gift Returned

It was only a month since my prudish, proper wife, Lara, had awakened our sex life with a gift: spending a night as my slave. Since then, every night we had the best sex of our entire marriage. I was getting a good cock sucking from Lara almost every night, and she was learning to take my load in her mouth, then swallow it.

We also were talking more openly about what turned us on, which made both of us more excited. Lara had spent a night as my slave fucking a complete stranger, and the fact that we followed through on this risky fantasy got us both wet talking about other possibilities.

At dinner, home together for a quiet night in, I looked in Lara’s eyes. Just by the way I stared, she knew I was thinking of that night. I could see her nipples get hard, and knew she wanted to say something. “What is it?” I said.

Lara looked down at her plate. Very quietly, she said, “I know my birthday is not for several months, but I think you should return my gift.”

All I could think of was spending a night in submission to my gorgeous wife. No matter what, I would be all over her body, so how bad could it be? She had gone further than I ever expected when she was my slave, but that was when I was thinking up the plans. How far could this shy prude go when she was in charge?

“Okay,” I answered. “I’ll be your slave for a night.”

A smile broke over Lara’s face. “That means you’ll do anything I ask without questions?”

“Yes,” I said.

“Don’t forget how far I went for you,” Lara said. “You better do just what I say.”

I was beginning to think Lara had thought this over in advance.

“Will this Saturday night be good for you?” I said.

“That’s fine. We’ll start at 8:00 PM,” Lara answered. We quickly cleaned up the dishes and had a great night of sex.

It seemed like Saturday would never come, and when it did, I purposely spent the day on the golf course, because I was too excited to be around the house with Lara.

That evening, Lara showered. I watched as she put on a black silk robe and did her makeup. Some extra eye shadow made her look sexier than usual. She put on black lace panties that I could see her dark triangle through, and matching lace bra that showed her perfect nipples. When she put on a white gauze blouse, not only could I clearly see the bra, but her nipples pushed out for everyone to see. She then rolled on black thigh high stockings and a bright red skirt, slit up the thigh. Finally she stepped into red high heels. Looking at her dressed up, I thought, “Anyone would agree to be her slave. I can’t wait to rip these things off her.”

“Now you get dressed,” she said. Just as I had done a month earlier, Lara laid out the clothes I was to wear. A white dress shirt, and black summer slacks. She didn’t put out any boxers, and I knew she was returning a favor. Without underwear, my cock clearly showed through the thin material of my pants and I knew I couldn’t do anything to hide a hard-on, but I had made a promise to do what she ordered. As I put on my shoes and socks, the clock struck 8:00 PM.

We were both fully dressed, and as Lara put on some fine perfume, I walked up behind her and leaned over to kiss her neck. Quickly Lara turned around and slapped me a shot that made my eyes water. “It’s after 8:00,” she said, “and you’re my slave. You won’t touch me the rest of the night unless I ask you to.” I smiled and shook my head yes, but at the same time, I was starting to worry a bit. What was coming out of my timid wife?

We got into our car, with Lara driving. She turned on the radio, and neither of us said a word. After about twenty minutes, we pulled up at the home of Lara’s best friend Kathy. Lara told me to wait in the car and she went inside. She left me waiting for nearly 20 minutes with nothing to do, and then both Lara and Kathy came out together.

I always liked being around Kathy. She didn’t have the stunning looks of Lara, but her breasts were larger, and she had great legs. Kathy was 33, two years younger than Lara and me. In a way, though, the two of them had always been opposites. Kathy regularly wore low cut necklines and short skirts or very tight shorts. She had a great personality and openly talked about how she liked teasing guys who were ogling her body. Kathy’s husband, Bill, always had a great sense of humor, and the four of us spent many fun nights out on the town.

When they got to the car, Kathy got in back and Lara began to drive again. Kathy told me Bill was out of town, so he wouldn’t be joining us. Soon we pulled up to one of the popular movie theaters in town. “We’re going to a movie?” I asked. “Yes,” Lara said, turning to me. “And for the rest of the night, as my slave, you’ll do what I say.” My face turned red from embarrassment because Kathy was now in on our arrangement.

“And,” Lara said, a little bit louder, “My first order is that you will do whatever Kathy tells you to do.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I stuttered, but no words came out.

“Are you taking back your promise?” Lara said.

“No. I’ll do as you say.” I answered quietly.

We got out of the car and bought tickets. The movie was a premier and the theater was full for a Saturday night. As we waited to go in, a young couple, man and woman, were looking at the three of us, and I was sure the pretty young woman was getting a good look at the head of my circumcised dick through my pants. I instinctively reached for Lara’s arm, but she pushed me away. “You’re not to touch me unless I ask,” she said. “Here,” Kathy stepped up. “Put your arm around my waist.”

After a few minutes, we filed into the theater. We found seats at the end of a row, against a wall, and I was seated in the middle of the two women. Although nobody was next to Kathy because the row ended, all the other seats around us were filled.

Honestly, I can’t remember what movie we saw, because I couldn’t pay attention to any of it. I was both excited and a little afraid of what I would be asked to do. After about 20 minutes, Kathy turned to me and said, “Unbutton my blouse.” I looked at Lara, who glared back, looking angry and saying with her eyes, “Do as you are told.”

I reached with my right hand and slowly opened Kathy’s blouse. After three buttons, I hesitated. “All the way,” Kathy said, and I finished the row. “Now rub my tits,” she said. I looked down, and my cock was at full attention. I also glanced around to see if anyone was looking, but we didn’t seem to be attracting attention. I slowly slid my fingers under Kathy’s blouse and began to massage. As I expected, she wore no bra. Her eyes closed for just a second, and she whispered, “Ooh, that’s nice.” I rubbed her for at least 15 minutes, afraid to stop unless I was told for fear she would say something loud and attract attention. Then Kathy turned to me and nibbled on my ear, finally shoving her tongue into it. I almost came in my pants then and there, which would have left a stain I couldn’t cover up on the way out. I looked at Lara, and she was looking at my hand under Kathy’s blouse and smiling, her nipples completely erect.

Kathy put her right hand on my knee and started running it up the inside of my thigh. She just barely touched the side of my prick through the material, which almost set me off. Then she took hold of my pants above the zipper with her right hand, and pulled down the zipper with her left hand. As she did this, her breast fell out of her blouse in full view. With no underwear to hold me back, my dick was standing straight up. I’m not hung real big, but what I had was doing it’s imitation of a flag pole. Kathy put her palm in front of my face, and said, “Lick it.” I followed her order. She then took her wet hand and started rubbing up and down my cock. I slid down in my chair and struggled to keep my eyes open. Kathy’s stroke got stronger and faster, and the pre-cum had completely lubricated my prick. I looked at Lara and saw she was watching the whole thing, and had pulled her skirt up to her waist and shoved her hand into her panties. With each one of Kathy’s strokes on my dick, Lara was rubbing her clit. Then I saw the young couple from out front of the theater, sitting next to Lara, both watching Kathy work on my dick and Lara fingering her pussy. I could see the guy start to rub his girlfriend’s breasts.

Kathy finally took a handkerchief out of her purse with one hand and gave it to me, then with one hand on my cock and one on my balls, she increased her pace until I shot my cum into the handkerchief. I must have shot 11 or 12 times, and thought I would never stop jerking. Lara started bucking her hips in orgasm and although trying to stay quiet, she let out a moan that I’m sure was heard by everyone around us.

When I had calmed down a bit, I started to push my dick back in my pants, but Kathy said, “Leave it out. Now you do me.” She lifted her skirt up, and I saw she was wearing a garter belt and stockings, with no panties. I turned sideways so I could reach her easily, and saw the guy behind us sitting up straight to look over the chair back. I reached down and started my finger from the bottom of Kathy’s pussy, through her wetness, and up to her clit. She laid back, closed her eyes, and started moving her hips up and down. I’m sure by now at least six or seven other people were watching, but I didn’t dare stop. Kathy moved faster and faster, until she jerked hard in a wrenching orgasm.

By the time we all straightened up and our heart rates had gone down a bit, the movie ended. When the lights came on, we stood up, and everyone around us was staring with embarrassed smiles on their faces.

When we got to the car, Lara said, “Now we go to dinner.” She drove to the same hotel where she had been my slave the month before, and the three of us sat at a round booth. Kathy’s blouse was unbuttoned halfway, giving me, and everyone else, a good look at her cleavage. After we finished our salads, Kathy lifted her skirt to the top of her stockings, giving me a nice look at her legs. They were thin and perfectly shaped in the thighs. Her tan was nice, obviously after several days tanning at the beach. I could just barely see the lips of her pussy at the top of her thighs. Lara and Kathy kept up a conversation, ignoring me and not permitting me to say anything.

Suddenly, Kathy said to me, “Take your cock out.” I hesitated, knowing this was a classy restaurant, and we could really get into trouble. The manager may call the police if he was in the wrong mood. “Do as you’re told, prick,” my wife said. I unzipped my slacks, and out shot my hard-on. We had a nice young waitress named Debbie, and when she came with our main courses, I quickly threw a napkin over my rod. I noticed that Kathy did nothing to adjust her skirt, letting several other diners, and the waitress look at her legs.

As we ate, Kathy said, “When the waitress came by, you covered up. Now take that napkin off, and you’re not to use it the rest of the night.” I slowly uncovered my dick and we all began eating. As we finished, Debbie came up to clear our plates. As she got to me, she turned her eyes to my lap and almost dropped the dishes on Kathy. Regaining her composure, Debbie just smiled at me and turned her eyes away. “It’s alright honey,” Kathy said to the waitress. “Take a good long look. His dick is slightly small, but I’ve heard he knows how to use it.” Debbie did turn and take a longer look at my tool, looked in my eyes and smiled, and then without a word turned to take the dishes to the kitchen.

We finished the rest of the dinner with my cock standing up, and only Debbie, Lara, and Kathy seemed to get a view. As Debbie brought the bill, Kathy said, “I’m going to the bathroom.” After a pause, she stood and said to me, “And you’re going with me.” She let me put my dick back in my pants to walk across the room, taking me by the hand to lead me. She started into the ladies room and I hesitated, but she just gave my hand a tug.

Inside, a woman was at the mirror redoing her lipstick. When she saw the two of us come in, she was a little startled, but then smiled and said, “Come on in. Plenty of room.” “Thanks,” Kathy said. Kathy headed towards a stall, and told me to follow. I was hard as a rock now, and would certainly do anything to get off. Kathy put her hands flat on the wall above the toilet and spread her legs apart. She didn’t give me any command but just waited. I undid my pants and let them drop to the floor, ran my hands up the back of Kathy’s thighs and threw her skirt over her waist. I then took my dick in my hand and guided it to Kathy’s wet pussy. I was shoving it in and out of her when I noticed the stall door open behind me, but I didn’t turn around to see who was there. Kathy and I were far too along, and she was moaning loudly that I should “pound it in.” Finally we both exploded in terrific orgasms. When I could recover, I pulled my pants up and turned around . . . to see the waitress Debbie had been watching us and was just bringing herself to climax with her fingers under her panties.

We walked out past her, and Lara, standing, said, “The bill’s paid. Let’s go.”

When we got to the car, Lara got in the driver’s side, and Kathy got in the back, but when I started in the front passenger door, Lara shouted, “No, get in back.” I did as ordered.

We started out, and Lara said, “Look behind you and put those on.” I turned and found an eye cover like they hand out in the business section of a long airline flight. I put it on, and couldn’t see a thing. Kathy then undressed me, and I could feel her undressing. The route to Kathy’s house went through the center of town on busy streets. If that’s where we were heading, I knew we were taking a risk of a cop pulling up next to us, or seeing us from a street corner. This only made the excitement in my stomach stronger. Kathy said, “Lay down on your back.” She then straddled my dick with her knee on the seat and the other leg on the floor. I could feel her lower her wet cunt down on my dick and start to ride me up and down. I reached up, and squeezed her luscious tits. Several times I could feel we stopped at a corner and other cars were around us, but I couldn’t tell what they could see. Then as we stopped again, I could hear people walking near the car, and one man said, “Hey look at that! Oh, yesss!” Thankfully, just as that came out, our car took off again and we were moving. After a few more minutes, Kathy got off my dick and told me to sit up, but leave on the blindfold. I could feel her get on the seat next to me, and she said, “Now fuck me doggie style.” I felt with my hands and touched the back of her soft thighs, up to her hips. Without seeing, I guided myself behind and into her pussy. We started moving in rhythm, and I wondered how much of this Lara was watching. Then we pulled to a stop again, and I could hear another car pull next to us. A teenage male voice said, “Look at that guys,” and I could hear several others in the car cheer or whistle. This time, we didn’t move for a full 30 or 40 seconds, and the guys in the car didn’t stop cheering, but Kathy yelled several times, “Don’t stop!” Near the end of the red light, I shot my cum into Kathy’s pussy, and she collapsed on the seat in orgasm. I could hear the boys in the next car give out a cheer as we pulled away.

We finally pulled to a stop, and Lara said I could remove the eye cover. Kathy was sitting next to me fully dressed. She gave me a deep kiss on the mouth, shooting her tongue in, and giving my dick a gentle squeeze. She then opened the door, and said, “Thanks for the evening. We should do it again sometime.”

Lara told me to get in the front seat, but when I started to put my pants on, she said, “I didn’t give you permission for that.” It was probably about 12:30 or 1:00 AM, but I got out of the car and stepped into the front seat. When we pulled up at our house, Lara told me to walk to the door naked and wait for her. I did as she told me, and she purposely took her time getting out of the car and walking slowly to the door. She unlocked the front door to our home and told me to go up to the bedroom.

Lara walked in behind me and said, “Now I’m going to fuck you real good. You’ve repaid my gift very well!”