1. Concubine, a story of a submissive husband, his dominant wife and her wealthy lover


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: goodhusband, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

    design. Since most of the social situations that involved Kendall were business related, it was extremely advantageous to have a date who was also his personal assistant and a skilled and knowledgeable financial analyst. Once I was finished bathing Jennifer she stood up. As she stepped out of the bathtub I wrapped a large towel around her and patted her dry. As soon as she was dry I draped a plush terry cloth robe over her shoulders and accompanied her back to the bedroom. My wife sat down at her makeup table and started combing out her long brown hair. While she worked she said, "Dusty lay out that new black cocktail dress I bought at Saks Fifth Avenue last week and pick out some lingerie for me. Since my dress will be black the lingerie should also be black." She thought for a moment. "The dress is very low cut, so I'll need a strapless shelf bra." I found the dress and laid it on the bed. As I was searching for a suitable brassiere my wife said, "Find me a nice pair of black lace panties and I want to wear stockings tonight, so I'll need a garter belt." I looked at my wife with a puzzled expression. "Why aren't you going to wear pantyhose?" Jennifer turned around. She stared at me for a moment. There was a hint if irritation in her eyes. I started to get nervous. Quickly retreating, I said, "It's all right. I mean what you choose to wear is your own business. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry." Jennifer smiled at me. "It's okay Dusty. You're my husband. You have the right ...
    to ask me about what I choose to wear. The truth is, Kendall enjoys seeing me in a sexy outfit. He likes it when I occasionally flash a little stocking top while were sitting at a dinner table or riding in his limousine and he absolutely loves it when my dress shows a little cleavage. Sweetheart, he's my boss. He pays me very well. I think that making him happy is extremely important to both you and me." I nodded. "Yes Ms. Watson, I understand." Recently I'd started calling Jennifer Ms. Watson with increasing frequency. It seemed to please her when I used her formal name and she often said encouraging things to me after I did it. Jennifer smiled at me. "That's a good boy, now go find the rest of my outfit while I put on my makeup." She looked at the clock on her dressing table. "Kendall is going to be here in fifteen minutes." I laid out the rest of my wife's outfit. After she finished applying her makeup she dressed quickly. It was obvious that she didn't want to keep her boss waiting. While she was getting dressed I noticed that she slipped her panties on after she'd put on her garter belt and nylons. I knew there could only be one reason for that, but I was afraid to challenge her. I'd already risked provoking Jennifer's ire once that evening. I didn't dare do it again. As soon as she was dressed my wife checked herself in her full length mirror, then she twirled around and asked me, "How do I look?" Smiling, I said, "You look absolutely gorgeous. Kendall is going to be ...
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