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the bathroom for about a
minute. The commode flushed and she re-appeared shortly afterwards.
Moving to the center of the room next to the chair, she slipped the
dress from her shoulders. As it fell to the floor, before me stood
my wife, nude except for her shelf bra, garter belt and hose,
perched on a pair of spiked four-inch heels. She undid her bra and
it fell to the floor as well, then stripped completely.
    "Turn around."
    She did so and I smiled as I gazed at her
tight ass, cheeks firm and uplifted. I have always admired her legs
because they were long for her height and shapely. She completed
her turn and stood facing me, hands behind her back. It was obvious
my wife had spent a number of hours toning up since she left me and
her fully tanned body looked absolutely stunning. For someone in
her thirties, her full thirty six D-cup breasts still sat plump,
yet firm and high on her chest. She wore no jewelry per my
instructions and her pubic region was not shaved quite bare – a
thin line of soft, thick but tightly trimmed blonde hair remained.
That would be remedied soon enough.
    "You are not shaven. I thought I was very
explicit in my instructions. Two minutes twenty seconds."
    She narrowed her gaze at me, “I’m not sure
what being nude there accomplishes.”
    “Two minutes, ten seconds. I recommend you
lubricate the plug."
    “How?”
    “Two minutes. I’m sure you can get
creative.”
    She gazed at it, then took a deep ragged
breath, knelt and timidly touched the latex penis, fingering the
thin leather strap attached to the base of it. She looked at the
folds, as if the thing would jump at her, then began licking it and
lathering it thickly with her saliva. It was all I could do to keep
from unzipping my pants and ramming my cock into her ass.
    As she coated the dildo, she spread her knees
and began working her sex with her other fingers, spreading her
pussy lips and pushing her fingers in and out of her snatch.
    "One minute."
    She stood, moved to the front of the chair
and once again faced me. Closing her eyes, she took another deep
breath then very slowly lowered herself onto the chair, spreading
her pussy lips and slightly wincing as the dildo penetrated her.
She had to start over a couple times, but finally was able to sit,
firmly impaled on the intruder. She tried to relax, but quickly
realized the reverse-bowed back was designed to keep her rigidly
sitting upright, chest thrust out.
    I circled behind her, then slipped the
leather blindfold over her head and made sure the thick padding
covered her eyes completely.
    I strapped her upper arms, lower arms, and
wrists to the chair back sides. As I buckled her arms in, the
effect forced her chest out. I buckled her body to the chair using
wide, padded, leather bands around her lower chest and her abdomen,
then tightened the straps pulling her arms back, forcing her chest
out a bit more. Though the room was cool, sweat beaded on her
forehead and breasts.
    Her dark nipples were taut and I deliberately
brushed them often as I worked, pausing every so often to
deliberately grasp and tease them for several seconds.
    Sliding her thighs to the sides of the chair,
I then bent them back under the seat and buckled her ankles into
padded leather cuffs attached to the chair so they hung some three
inches off the floor. I then strapped her knees, her thighs and
finally her hips against the padding seat of the chair with leather
straps.
    Her musk already filled the air in the
room.
    A heady musk from her exposed and obviously
wet pussy that I never tired of all the years I fucked that
gorgeous body. I slid a finger down her mound and along the thin
line of soft fur until it disappeared into the folds of her wet
sex, stroking her clit for several moments as I listened to her
breathing quicken and watching as she tried to shift herself, doing
nothing but sinking the dildo in a little deeper.
    Slowly sliding my finger free, I pulled the
strap from the base of the dildo up, made sure