1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 22


    Date: 4/19/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

    and kissed her neck. “See? That’s what I mean; you’re agreeable – even cooperative, usually – but I’d never describe you as ‘obedient’. That’s just not you; you’ve always been a lady that knows her own mind and thinks for herself – one of the many things I admire about you, incidentally.” She pulled my hand up to her lips again and kissed the backs of my fingers. “Thank you. Davey, I’m just trying to do the job he’s paying me for. I’m learning, while the others have all been doing this for years.” “I guess I get that, babe. Less friction, and as you get better at it he won’t have to give you so many orders and stuff… if you should happen to continue doing this modeling stuff.” “I hope I do – that he still wants me after this next shoot is done. It’s pretty easy money for the shelter, really.” “Even if it means you have to be ‘obedient’?” I emphasized the word – his word. It still stuck in my craw that he thought of my wife as obedient to him. She laughed softly. “Oh, stop it! It’s just easier to do what he says; it makes things run so much more smoothly. And, when I listen and do what he says, he’s always very kind to me; he praises me, and gives me compliments. It makes the whole thing nicer… more satisfying.” “More satisfying? That’s a weird thing to say too.” My mind was caught up in the idea of her obeying him in exchange for a little verbal stroking, that she found it ‘satisfying’ to bow to his every command, if only to hear him praise her. Of course, while I was ...
    tangled up in these thoughts, I was not unaware of her hand on me, fondling me, or of her fine little ass moving against my groin. Before responding to my comment, she moved enough to slide my hard cock between her legs, where the length of my shaft nestled snugly against her slick, wet groove; I could feel the heat of her on me, and her thighs and pussy formed a tight ‘V’ around my throbbing erection. She held me tightly against her sex with her fingers, pressing up on me as she continued to move her hips, slowly masturbating herself against my hardness. “Davey, I don’t expect you to understand because you’re a natural leader; you’re a good boss, and you wouldn’t want it any other way. For me…” She paused, taking another moment to figure out what she wanted to say. “For me, it’s nice to just let go and do what I’m told; it’s nice for him to control things – to control me - so I don’t have to make any decisions. I make a million little decisions every day; for the shelter, mostly, but also for us, for our household. At the shelter, especially, it gets stressful to have everyone look to me for answers to all the problems. I wasn’t meant to be a boss; it’s stressful, sometimes.” “I guess I can understand that; it’s not always easy to have everyone look to you for answers. Still, this whole concept of you being obedient to him, of him taking control of you, and that you find that somehow satisfying… it all has a little bit of a weird sexual vibe, don’t you think?” “What!? No, it’s ...
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