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They were both wearing wool overcoats and i950's style fedora hats.I also noticed the bright red Ferrari parked in our driveway.

The past several Friday evenings Jeanne had been hosting a sex party with Abby, Ruth, David, Ruth's boyfriend, Matt Haynes and Abby's bisexual friends, Mark and Bobby. We sat at the kitchen table and ate quickly with little conversation.“I think I would like you to wear this tonight.” She looked at me. ”I said, “Yes, I hope the two of you will take turns wearing it.”Abby said, “This is like a wonderful dream.”I glanced at the clock on Jeanne's beside table. Looking at Jeanne and Abby I asked, “Isn't our company due to arrive in fifteen minutes? Jeanne said, “For heavens sake, yes they are and we're not even close to being ready.”I grabbed my khakis.As I pulled them on I said, “I'll get everything ready while you two finish putting on your makeup.” Laughing, Abby said, “Jeanne, he really is a crown jewel.”“Yes he is. It was at Corinne Planter's eighteenth birthday party.”I pulled my Polo shirt over my head and said, “That was a long time ago.”“I remember it like it was yesterday.“Acting out fantasies is much more fun when the man I love is watching.”Giggling, Abby added, “With his cock locked in a plastic case.”“Definitely.” Jeanne was giggling too. “Life certainly has taken some unexpected turns.”“Would you prefer it if we could go back to last August and rewrite history? ”“Definitely.”“Thank you Michael.”Abby said, “I think that should be Sir Michael.”Chuckling as I left our bedroom, I said, “I think Michael is just fine.”Abby called after me, “If we choose to knight you that's our prerogative.” In the dining room, I opened the liquor cabinet, took out bottles of vodka, gin, scotch, bourbon, brandy, dry vermouth and sweet vermouth.After placing them on the dining room table I set up a tray of glasses and then I went into the kitchen where I opened a jar of olives, a jar of maraschino cherries and filled an ice bucket with ice cubes.You were so handsome.”“And you were so beautiful.”“This is like watching the fucking Hallmark Channel and I have to admit that I love it.” Abby laughed.

“But on those romantic television shows the wife is almost never getting ready for a night of kinky erotic frolicking with two bisexual men and her best girlfriend while her cuckold husband watches with his cock imprisoned in a plastic chastity cage.”Grinning, I said, “I don't think that's a common television plot.”Jeanne said, “If it was you'd be watching a lot more television.”“You're right about that and I'll bet you'd be watching with me.”“Sometimes, but I have a preference for creating real life fantasies with well endowed dominant men.”“Men whose cocks aren't locked in plastic cases.”Jeanne smiled at me. ”“Very much.”“Enough to set up a bar on the dining room table while we finish getting dressed for the party?

If the evening proceeds as planned it's not going to be long before your fucking Jeanne in front of me.”Mark asked, “Is that going to be okay with you? His tone and facial expression suggested that his concern was genuine.

I said, “Yes, it will be okay and thank you for asking.”Bobby said, “We think sex is fun, but we also understand that it's laden with emotional undertones.

”“Absolutely and a chocolate cookie please.”Jeanne laughed.

Standing behind Abby she slipped the chain over her head and let it fall into place around Abby's neck.

I brought it all into the dining room and set it next to the liquor and the glasses.