After our morning session, the afternoon was a typical day with me doing lots of chores around the house and my Wife spending time shopping and with the kids. Knowing that i had a lot of work to do that i had brought home, My Wife arranged for a baby sitter and i was very thankful for that as that would let me better get caught up on my work. She did instruct me though that addition to my work She wanted me to go through the bills and get them paid. i didn't like having the extra work put upon me but it did make me feel better that She was giving me access to the checkbook again (as you'll recall from a previous post She had recently prohibited me from accessing the checkng account and had put me on an allowance), it made me feel good to think that i had earned from Her a greater degree of trust.
After the afternoon had rolled into early evening my Wife called me into the bedroom. She was wearing a beautiful Victoria Secret brown bra and panty set with the panty being a very flimsy g-string. She told me She was getting ready to go out tonight and that She needed me to put lotion on Her. She handed me what i knew to be an expensive cream and instructed me to put it first on Her back and then on Her legs. After i had finished Her back and was kneeling at Her feet and putting the lotion on Her legs it occurred to me as what She was having me to do. She was making me, Her own husband, put lotion on Her to make Her feel all silky and smooth in case She found a person she wanted to sleep with that night! As i knelt before Her and rubbed the insides of Her thighs with the lotion i thought to myself 'Do i really need to have had another man's cock to go inside my Wife to feel any more like a cuckold than i do right now?'
Afterward, i had began getting the bills organized in our living room and was down on my knees sorting them when my Wife walked in. i was shocked to see that She had on a dark plunging tank top that showed lots of cleavage and Her absolute shortest miniskirt, a jean one that didn't make it even halfway down Her thighs. For Shoes she was wearing a sexy heeled open toed pair. She then struted towards me with all the confidence of a supermodel and gave me a hug and said it was time for Her to leave and commented that She would "miss me tonight" and that She "wished i could go" in a voice that sounded somewhat patronizing. As i held Her i was inwardly pleading for Her not to go, but instead only said "i wish i could go too, but i love you Honey so go out and have a good time."
"Oh I will" She responded. "And while I'm out having a good time make sure your being a good slave and getting My bills paid." After saying this She flashed me a sexy smile and sauntered out of the house. "Yes dear" i called out to Her as She left, wanting Her to not feel any anxiety about the bills not being attended to timely while She was out.
I then thought to myself She had just called me 'slave.' Will becoming a Cuckoldress make Her truly start seeing me in that role? Is my wonderful FLR marriage heading into the realm of a Mistress/slave relationship? These thoughts and others would prove to haunt me for much of the rest of the night.
TO BE CONTINUED
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