For the first time I became aware that my wife was moaning…it could clearly be heard on the video. The volume setting on the video monitor had been increased. Surely, Sunny could hear this now. Surely, she will do something to stop it all.
This intimacy between them went on way too long, it ended only when David finally released her breast, smiled up at her and reached up to bend her down to him, and bring her right ear to his lips.
He kissed her ear, whispered, smiled at her, whispered again, and slowly she moved back away from him about two steps. She was standing alone in front of him. She hesitated a moment and then her hands went behind her back where one by one she began releasing the clasps to her bustier.
A scream welled up inside me, but it emitted from me as a low, almost inaudible, moan. The device wedged so firmly in my mouth was doing exactly what Sunny wanted.
The second GQ guy in the room had moved around to the left of David and my wife. He was still a little distance away…but he was in a position to now capture everything she was doing, in detail.
His camera showed my wife smiling a strange, sensual smile as without further hesitation she continued doing exactly what David wanted. Her eyes never left his, as she started to release the clasps starting at the top of the garment. Each clasp took a moment, the first two seemed the most difficult, but once released each clasp in turn provided additional freedom to her beautiful breasts. One step at a time her breasts were slowly moving into their natural, full, even more alluring shape as the bustier released around her.
After several moments, the stiff bustier was completely undone and fell to the floor between them. Without leaving the bed, David reached down and moved it to one side and extended his arms in an invitation for her come to him.
As she made the first step toward him, he stopped her, smiled and his lips formed the words I will always remember. “Take them off” It was so clear. You did not have to be a lip reader.
With that the unspeakable occurred. Using one hand on either side she slowly slid her panties over her hips and let them slide to the floor. She offered no resistance, in fact she shuddered and her hands moved upward in a sensual response as her panties released over her hip and slid downward.
Throughout, David had been looking directly into her eyes. Was he looking for signs of approval; Disapproval? Whatever, I was certain he had seen no indication of a desire on her part for him to stop. On the contrary, he could not help but see that she was very, very aroused by what was going on.
Would he have stopped if she had protested? No one will ever know.
She was now standing, absolutely naked, in front of a strange man that she had met for the first time just this evening. This was too much. My erection raged.
What made it even more unbelievable was that the other stranger with the camera continued circling her, slowly capturing everything for the other monitor, and she seemed to remain completely unaware of his presence.
With my wife standing in front of him, now completely nude, David’s hands moved to her waist and he gently pulled her toward him. She responded willingly, moving to him as he sat on the edge of the bed.
As she got close, his arms went around her at the waist and she wrapped her arms around his head permitting…no suggesting…that his lips return to her breast. He slowly devoured her right breast as she held him in her embrace. She reacted by drawing him even closer and bending forward in passion.
They remained wrapped together like this for some time until David finally released her and moved her away from him just a little. Once more he slowly turned her in front of him. It was like he was studying her.
As she turned, there was no question she could see the camera man. He was standing right there photographing her. Yet, there was no surprise…no effort on her part to cover up…no shy reaction; she seemed to smile directly at him…she was enthralled. She seemed in a trance.
I watched my wife willing on display. She was moving of her own accord, as David simply guided her in a turn with his hands at her waist. Once, twice, three times…he slowly turned her fully nude in front of the camera. She was beautiful, erotic, and statuesque.
Until that moment I had never fully realized how beautiful her body was. Her breasts were full, accented by her thin upper body. Her nipples slightly turned upward and now much larger, fuller, darker than I remembered. Her breasts had responded so favorably to the attention they had been receiving.
Her skin was a beautiful, light, tone in the soft lights, and her pubic hair was so evident; rich, dark, carefully trimmed; providing such a contrast. For reasons I never understood she routinely trimmed her pubic area in a careful V pattern. It seemed so incongruous with her personality at home. Did it portend hidden desires, I had never recognized. It now offered such a contrast to her beautiful body, and the only protection or her privacy remaining.
The camera man centered a close-up at the level of her beautiful sex and held the same framing as she turned time after time in front of him. Her shapely buttocks, her trim hips, her contrasting narrow triangle of pubic hair…all passed by his camera in a sensual display.
His camera shook ever so slightly. He was sporting an enormous erection. He was enjoying his work immensely.
Sunny moved a black pillow over my face denying me further view of the screens. The last thing I saw was my wife’s attractive body on full close up display. I was back in the dark. Sunny’s hands had finally found my erection. She was wearing silk gloves. Gently she began to stroke me and as her pull became more pronounced I reacted in the only way I could…my back arched upward with each movement she made. She added oil that increased the sensitivity to an unbearable level. Then she stopped. I was enormous…loaded…so sensitive… and so incapacitated I could do nothing to climax and nothing to hide my condition. I lay in darkness, tightly bound to her bed and absolutely ready to explode.
She moved up beside me, sitting on the edge of the bed. She leaned close to my ear,
“My, oh my, how responsive you are, I can certainly tell when everything is just as you want, lover. You are receiving exactly the attentions you dreamed of from Sunny. Correct, lover?”
I had little choice…I nodded.
“How wonderful, and on top of that, your wife is not going to interrupt this business meeting business meeting. Isn’t that wonderful? That’s just the way we wanted it, time together alone, right?”
I nodded again. This woman had me enslaved in a frighteningly erotic cocoon and she knew it. To resist would be fruitless. She had so much to use against me and beyond that she was right. I so wanted and needed what she could do for me sexually and I also wanted the privacy and freedom from my inhibited wife.
“Then here we are…this may be your ultimate sexual fantasy! I want you to enjoy every minute!”
Chapter Eight
Seduction
Slowly, she once again removed the pillow from my face as her face moved up over mine in an embrace. Her sensual attention was all I wanted, all I had dreamed of since the first time I met her. She was so warm…her lips working my neck and ears….she was unable to see why the monitor above the bed was causing me to go rigid.
The center screen showed David with my wife together, but now, he too was nude. Obviously, while she had been occupied responding as he requested for the camera, he had removed his clothing. They were standing together now, caught up in an embrace which had his enormous erection tightly pinned between them. His back was toward the camera…the well toned muscles rippled in his arms and legs. His buttocks were muscular. He looked like a Greek statue as he held her.
Suddenly, he stopped and, leaving her alone, he moved to the edge of bed. First he sat just looking at her across the six feet or so that separated them; then he lay back with his legs still over the edge, his feet on the floor; all the time looking directly into her eyes. He no longer was touching her. He no longer controlled her movements directly, but the communication between them was overwhelming.
His erection was enormous and fully on display as she turned and moved toward him in response to some unspoken invitation. Her eyes never left his. She opened her legs on either side of his as she moved up toward him, and then she leaned forward over the bed until her upper body came down over him supported by her arms. She had positioned her full breasts directly over his lips. She moved up over him until her breasts were perfectly aligned with his lips. She seemed to know exactly what he would do with them positioned there.
Slowly, gently, he consumed her right breast again and she visibly shuddered. Drawn by what he was doing, she lowered her upper body downward onto him as if to give him even more. Her right arm went under his neck as she drew him closer in a protective reaction.
A moment later a hand moved downward between them to guide his cock upward against the lips of her vagina. It was just a quick movement, but so significant. It happened so swiftly, it was impossible to recognize the hand. Did he do it or could she have placed him there? History will never record.
It was clear he made no effort to enter her. With his sex now positioned against her, his arms relaxed outward down to the bed leaving him spread in a submissive posture beneath her. He remained very still.
It was then I remembered Sunny’s comment about the limitations she had imposed on him. He was not going to enter her. He did not have permission to go further. The sexual tension seemed to drain from his body as he lay there beneath her with his arms spread outward. He was motionless. No noticeable reaction or movement on his part, what-so-ever.
Moments passed. Nothing happened, but then with a quiet moan she began to move. She could wait no longer. Slowly, she began to work against his enormous erection in all directions…until inch by inch her vagina began to welcome his swollen member.
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