We came home from dinner and headed straight upstairs. Quickly I dressed into subtle black lingerie and came out of my room to meet him, handing him a folded up piece of paper which he opened and read with a smile. He followed me in to the spare room where I had set up candles and music (to begin, I selected Puscifer's Rev 22'20 (Dry Martini Mix) and we highly recommend it.) He got down to business, stripping me of everything but my stilettos. He proceeded to force me to obey his every command, refusing to give me a single thing I begged for until he was damn good and ready.
After we finished, we laid there with the music still playing until around midnight when heard a car pull up. Oh shit! His wife! ... nah, it's okay. ;) She doesn't really mind. She came upstairs to join us and laid down on the bed.
And so it begins! An uncensored and uninhibited look into the triad we have formed. All three of us have access to the blog and will post.
