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   Jane - Chapter 5
   As the light creped into the bedroom I stirred awake.  Joe was already
awake and absently toying with my clit.  The evening's festivities came
back in a rush as he played with me.  I was sore all over down there but
his rubbing had me wiggling my hips in no time.  He reached toward the
night stand and came back with lube.  I knew what that meant.  He wanted my
ass.  Running a lubed finger down the crack he entered my ass and coated
it. Without saying a word he crawled between my legs and pulled them up
onto his shoulders.  This pulled my ass to him and he positioned his cock
at the entrance.  Moving his hips up his cock slid in my ass with a plop.
He seemed to be in no hurry this morning sliding slowly in and out. 
Reaching over my legs he pulled and twisted my nipples.  Twisting them and
pulling hard enough to make them stand out as cones from my chest started
me moaning.
   "Careful there sweetie, get too loud and the girls will hear you." Joe
had a smile on his face when he said that knowing how I felt about that. 
The passion continued to build and I used a pillow to bury my face in.  My
hand had gone between my legs as he continued to slowly move in and out of
my ass.  My clit was still sore from last night but light pressure brought
me to a small orgasm quickly.  I came to realize that I liked anal sex a
lot.  Big jump from a few shorts months ago when he had to spank me to get
my grudging acceptance.
   He buried his cock all the way in and shot a load of cum deep inside my
bowels.  I continued to finger myself to another orgasm as he finished and
sat back to watch me.  He had a wry smile on his face as I came for the
second time.  He slapped me on the ass and jumped out of bed, heading for
the bathroom.  "Get your sexy ass out of bed.  Do you smell the food?  I
think the girls are cooking breakfast and I need nourishment to keep up
with you." He flashed me that famous Joe grin.
   "Hey, you made me this way." I pouted as I followed him to the bathroom.
Spinning around he hugged me tight and kissed me hard.  "You ain't seen
nothing yet honey." Was his response with a sly wink.  Washing himself I
could see his cock start to harden.  "I just thought about last night with
you in the backseat sucking that monster cock and look what happens." I
blushed at the memory "Oh my god you did see the size of that thing then."
   "Oh yea I did.  It was amazing.  You did really well considering it was
too big for your mouth." His hand was slowly stroking his cock as we talked
about it.  I was amazed that it was back up to full strength so quickly
after our bedroom romp.  I turned and dropped down to my knees and took him
into my mouth.  Even though he had washed his cock it had a musky smell
from being in my ass but I ignored it and continued.  Alternating between
long slow swirls and hard sucking on the head he was ready to come again in
no time.  He held my head as he came, draining his load down my throat.  I
licked him clean and looked up at his smiling face.
   "God woman you are insatiable.  I didn't think I could do it again that
quick but you are the best." I really did like giving oral sex; it gave me
a sense of power and control.  That coupled with the fact that I have no
gag reflex makes a great combination for the Joe too.
   "Well mister you got that monster hard all by yourself.  I just finished
it off.  We better get moving and see what those kids are up too." It was
my turn to spank him on the butt as I moved into the bedroom to find my
nightie and robe.  Getting them on I headed out into the kitchen and was
greeted with the site of both girls at the stove.  I could smell the bacon
and eggs cooking.  Rachael had borrowed a nightshirt from Amanda.  It was
pretty short and I wished she had worn a robe with it but I wasn't going to
draw any attention to it or myself by saying something.  I could see that
the girls were getting along great, laughing, giggling and elbowing each
other.  They both chimed a hello when they saw me coming.  Amanda brought
me a cup of coffee.  "Don't get any ideas mom.  This is Rachael's idea. 
You know I don't cook."
   "Oh honey I'm sorry to break it to you but I already figured that out. I
wasn't sure if you knew what a frying pan was." She gave me a pouty smile
and Rachael laughed.  As Joe sat down they served us a surprisingly good
breakfast.  We got to learn a lot more about Rachael.  I was right about
the model thing.  She had worked the runways of Paris and NY but wanted to
get into the design and business side of fashion.  So she came here to live
with her sister and go to the college.  She seemed to be very proud of what
her sister had done in the business world.  Joe agreed with her.  He said
that Emily was the youngest junior executive in the history of the company
and he figured that she was slated to move into a VP suite sometime soon.
   As we finished I told the girls to leave the dishes.  They had plans for
Amanda to show Rachael the town and introduce her to her friends.  Fifteen
minutes later they were running out the door, knowing Amanda she wouldn't
be home until dark.  The house grew quiet after they left.  I cleared the
dishes and Joe helped dry.  When they were done we sat in the kitchen and
finished the pot of coffee.  It was a nice relaxed silence as we both
contemplated the events of the previous evening.
   There was no denying that everything that happened last night comprised
the most sexually exciting evening of my life.  But it was wrong?  What
exactly constitutes wrong?  Any women in the neighborhood would assure me
that giving a blowjob to a complete stranger would be wrong.  It was Joe's
fault for putting me in the situation but my behavior was wrong.  I could
have said no and stopped.  But did I hurt anyone?  The world isn't a worse
place is it?  I didn't cheat on my husband, he was right there.  And the
fact that he is still here with me today and the sex this morning says
volumes about his state of mind.  So I can assume he is not upset with me
or thinks that I did anything wrong.
   The real question to ask is do I want to continue?  Part of me is very
scared of the concept.  Another part of me tingles with excitement thinking
of the possibilities.  As all of these things rolled around in my brain I
wondered what Joe was thinking.  He seemed to be reading my mind a lot
these days.
   "Well honey I think that we should take this opportunity to talk.  I am
sure that you are thinking about the whole thing too.  So let's just open
up and talk about it.  Right out loud." For the next three hours we talked.
Heartfelt, honest conversation, like we hadn't talked in years.  It helped
me to sort out all the feelings.  The naked truth is that I am a submissive
personality.  Not in all areas of my life yet but defiantly the sexual
side.
   "I want to continue Joe.  But I want it to go slowly.  Can we do it that
way?" "Bottom line honey, I want to continue with this and if you do you
are going to have to trust me to make the right decisions at the right
time. Part of you submitting to me is that trust.  If you don't have that
trust it's OK but you have to tell me.  If you do then we can continue.  I
promise you that I will never do anything to break that trust." I wasn't
sure if the fluttering in the pit of my stomach was saying yes or no but,
"Alright Joe, I want to continue."
   "That's great honey.  How about this deal, I will lay out a few things,
simple rules to start.  Things that we can have fun with.  When we are
going to do the Master/Slave thing we can use a code.  I will tell you that
we are in session.  From the time that I say session until I say that it's
done you will respond to me exactly like you did last night.  You do what I
say, when I say to do it.  No questions asked.  Any hesitation will be
punished like it was last night."
   "But other than the session times we will be who we are now right Joe?"
   "Almost dear, almost exactly as we are now, with one small change.  I
want you to do things that remind you of your submission to me even when we
are not in session.  So what do you think?  I will not continue until you
say yes.  Once you say yes your part of the choice is done.  Let's say six
months.  We will revisit your decision in six months, if you want to stop,
we will stop and go back to our normal life."
   I had so many emotions running around inside.  My choices were so vast.
But I did love all the attention last night, even if it did scare me a
little.  I know that Joe loved me and I did trust him.
   "All right Joe I say yes then."
   "Alright then let's set some rules: 1.  Clothes.  We have to do
something about your wardrobe.  More skirts, less pants and shorter skirts.
Everything above the knee, say 4 inches minimum.  2.  Under the clothes, no
panties except for your time of the month.  Bras - If you want to wear one
it has to be that half bra type like that one I bought you last Christmas.
You remember the one?  I want your nipples and cunt available at all times.
Also I like stocking, garters and thigh highs.  High heels are great too.
Ok now let's see we have to have an outfit for you at home.  I got it. 
When you are home alone I want you in stocking and garters, heels and
that's all.  If Amanda is home or coming home you can get dressed.  If you
have to answer the door you can wear one of my shirts with your outfit,
nothing more."
   "What if someone comes to the door or one of the neighbors comes over
for coffee?"
   "If someone's coming for coffee or something you can dress according to
the rules.  But I want you to get used to being naked.  I do expect you to
follow the rules and you will be punished if you don't but I want you to
follow the rules with common sense.  Stay dressed or wear my shirt if you
are not sure where Amanda is or when she will be home.
   I promise that I will never do anything to get you in trouble or cause
you any permanent injury.  Do you understand what I want?  I will give you
this one last chance to back out."
   Nothing he was asking me to do was that far out.  The dress changes
would be a little bit scary and the nudity at home would be a big
difference.  But overall it was nothing earth shattering.  I would have to
do some shopping, so that wouldn't be a bad thing.
   "When do we start Sir?"
   Joe smiled broadly, "I think now is as good as time as any slut.  I
think you better go change.  Wear the white heels you have." I shot up and
winked at him as I hurried into the bedroom, "Yes Master." I had a white
garter and stocking set in my drawer.  It felt very naughty coming out of
the bedroom in the middle of the day wearing just the stockings.  My pussy
was getting moist.
   "Get over here and spread those legs.  I want to feel that cunt." I
moved close to him and spread my feet wide.  His hand slowly moved up my
thigh and slipped around the folds of my outer lips.  Brushing my clit
brought an involuntary hip movement down on his hand.
   "Stand still slut.  My god you are getting wet already." He continued to
stroke my clit until I moaned out loud at the passion he was creating in
me. "Get your ass out there and clean up the living room."
   He spanked my ass on the way by and then returned to reading his paper.
I found out pretty quickly that this was going to be harder than I thought.
For one I was not used to doing household work in heels.  My feet started
to ache before the living room was done.  I pushed the building ache out of
my mind as I vacuumed the rug.  There were lots of windows and I was very
conscious of be in front of any one for too long.  As I whisked around the
room my pussy remained wet.  I felt uncomfortable being naked and that made
me horny.  The things that happened last night were real.  I had to
acknowledge that my body and mind responded to humiliation.  My nipples
were rock hard as my breasts swung free.
   After getting the room spotless I headed back out to the kitchen.  Joe
put his paper down as I approached.  "Come here and let me feel that cunt
again." His hand moved directly to my clit and he slipped a finger directly
inside me.  I gasped at the intrusion and ground down on his hand.  He
pumped that finger in and out until my breath was ragged and I was on the
verge of an orgasm.
   He stopped, removing his finger extending it toward my face, "Clean it
slut." I moaned in frustration and sucked his finger into my mouth.  I
could taste the thick juice as my tongue slid around his finger.  I could
see his cock poking out of his robe as I finished the cleaning.  "Get on
your knees and take care of me slut.  You know what I like."
   I dropped to my knees and wrapped my lips around his cock.  Being the
third time he was trying to come today it didn't surprise me that his
staying power was amazing.  I pulled out all the tricks I had and it still
took 30 minutes before he shot his load down my throat.
   "Oh god you are so good at that cunt.  Now I'm hungry.  Get that sexy
ass to the stove and make me something to eat.  I came up with a new rule.
I want you to take time out of your day every two or three hours and
masturbate yourself to the edge of orgasm, nothing farther.  I will know if
you come."
   "Oh you are being very mean now Sir." He had a wicked grin on his face.
That was going to make my life more difficult.  I couldn't imagine being
constantly on the edge of an orgasm with no chance for release.
   "I know aren't I?  But that's a new rule and one you had better obey if
you know what's good for you." He was really enjoying himself.  I threw
some steaks on the grill and hurried to get my pasta going.  15 minutes
later we were ready to eat and the fire in my pussy had not diminished.
   "MMMMM.  This is nice honey.  You can come after dinner as your dessert.
How's that for a sweet treat?"
   "Yes Sir, thank you Sir you have me so horny."
   The steak was great but it was hard to keep my mind on eating with the
fire burning between my thighs.  I finished as fast as I could and Joe
suggested that we retire to the living room for my show.  He had me sit on
the coffee table and spread obscenely wide.  He sat down in front of me and
instructed me to start.  I started right in on my clit and it didn't take
long until I was coming.  All the sexual tension of the day spilled out in
a huge orgasm.
   "Keep going slut I think you can do that again for me." He was right.  I
could come again and it wouldn't be that hard for me.  I slid two fingers
inside and strummed my clit with my thumb.  I closed my eyes and gave into
the carnal pleasure that was washing over me.  Moaning so loud it felt like
I was screaming I came in such a rush and with such force that it surprised
even me.  I saw stars before my eyes as the sensations rang out across my
body.  I almost fell off the table as the orgasm waved over me.
   "Nice job slut.  If I was 10 years younger I could get it going again
and fuck your brains out after a show like that.  Even after 3 times today
you still you me hard.  It was very hot." The compliments were nice to hear
as I cuddled up to Joe on the couch.  I really think I am going to enjoy
this was the thought in my mind as I drifted into a light slumber in his
arms.
   He shook me awake and told me to go get dressed for bed as Amanda might
be home soon.  I was almost sad that I had to remove my 'outfit'.  We spent
the rest of the night watching TV and snuggling on the couch.  Amanda came
home and was babbling about her day.  How great Rachael was, the fun she
had.  Joe suggested that Amanda and I go shopping tomorrow for a younger
looking wardrobe for me.  Amanda was in such a good mood she agreed
happily. I already knew what Joe wanted me to get so I figured it would be
fun.
   We went to the local mall and had a great time on Sunday.W Amanda took
me to all the trendy stores and helped me pick out some really nice things.
I think she was a little shocked at the change in styles I was showing but
she was really helpful.  I got several of the bras that Joe wanted for me
and all the stockings I would need.  I stopped twice in the ladies restroom
and played with myself.  Even in a public restroom it would have been easy
to let myself come but I didn't.  We got home and I modeled everything for
Joe.  He approved of all the choices.  We made love that evening as if the
last two days never happened.  I fell asleep in his arms.
   I arose early and got the morning started, coffee brewing and breakfast
cooking.  As Joe left he reminded me of my duties when Amanda left for
school.  I headed back to the bedroom as she left for school.  Dropping my
robe I masturbated before putting on my stockings and heels.  It was not
hard to bring myself to the edge but it was far harder to stop.  With
effort I got up and finished pulling my stockings up.  Attaching the
garters and adding the heels I started my day.  Stopping every two hours
for masturbation I still got the housework done.  By the time Amanda came
home the house was clean, my pussy was on fire and my feet were killing me.
   Joe called me and told me that he was on the way home.  He asked about
my day but with Amanda hovering around I couldn't talk as freely as he
wanted.  When he arrived home he took me in the bedroom and had me kneel.
He pulled out his cock, already semi hard and fucked my face.  It didn't
take him long to come.  I swallowed his load and zipped him back up.  He
had me recount my day to him while I played with my pussy.  He would not
let me come as I talked.  Dinner was good and the rest of the evening
uneventful till we went to bed.  He crawled in between my wet thighs and
licked and sucked my pussy till I came.  Plunging his cock into my sopping
hole for lubrication he rolled me over and fucked my ass to our mutual
orgasms.
   The days continued like that as I became more used to my role.  It
became second nature to get into my 'outfit' as soon as I could.  My feet
and calf's became used to the heels and the discomfort subsided.  I had one
memorable day with the UPS guy at the door.  He caught me by surprise and I
ran for the closet.  Grabbing one of Joe's shirts I headed back for the
door not knowing if he got the chance to see me in the door.  By the time I
buttoned it up and got the door I was flushed.  Both with embarrassment at
what he might have seen and what he was seeing now.  He had a big grin on
his face the whole time looking at my legs and hard nipples.  I called Joe
after and he laughed at my story.  He told me that I was allowed to come if
I could do it fast.  I told him that was no problem as my fingers got busy.
After I came Joe told me to have a great day and hung up.
   Trips to the store and out during the day were actually a great ego
boost for me.  For every one woman that gave me a dirty look I would turn 5
heads of men with my outfits.  Most of the outfits displayed my nipples
because of the bras that I wore and the skirts were short enough to show a
lot of leg.  I did start to enjoy the attention.  I even played games with
them at times.  Catching them looking sometimes I would smile or just bend
over so that they could see down my blouse or the tops of my stockings from
the rear.
   At night Joe took me in various ways, almost always finishing in my ass.
I was usually so horny from my daily routine that I had no problem in
having an orgasm from anal sex.  The slightest attention to my clit while
he fucked my ass would send me off.  He never denied me orgasms during sex
but I was almost never allowed one during the day.  This left me very
frustrated on the days that he was too tired to take me.
   Amanda spent more and more time with Rachael which left me more time to
wear my home outfit.  After 3 months of my submission I felt more
comfortable in stockings and heels only than I did with clothes around the
house.  Joe was spending a tremendous amount of time working on a huge deal
at work.  I had barely seen him for the last 3 weeks when he called me on a
Friday afternoon.  I could hear lots of laughter and what sounded like a
party in the back round.  Joe told me that he had landed the biggest deal
of his life for the company.  He told me that they were heading out and he
would call me when he was heading home, not to wait dinner for him.  He
told me he loved me and said goodbye.
   Amanda came home and told me that she was going to Rachael's for the
night and that they were going to a party Saturday afternoon at the new
sorority that Rachael had joined in college.  After she left the house felt
very empty.  I ate a salad and turned on the TV.
   I was dozing slightly when the phone rang.  "Hi honey!!!" I could tell
he was a little drunk and the party sounded full bore in the back round. 
"I'm coming home soon.  Is Amanda there?" I told him that she was gone for
the evening and I could tell he liked the sound of that.  "Great honey, you
wearing your outfit?" I told him yes and he said the words that I had not
heard since the first Saturday that I had submitted.  "Honey, we are in
session, right now.  Stay in your outfit and change your playing time from
every two hours to every 30 minutes.  Understand?  Oh and honey, you can
wear my shirt with your outfit.  We are going to have company."
   "Yes Sir.  I understand." I was filled with trepidation at what was
coming.  I had changed back into my stockings after Amanda left, just
habit. So that part was easy.  I started in as instructed.  I was
frightened by what I didn't know so I played for a long time before
bringing myself to the point of no return.  Panting, I forced myself to
stop.  Every half hour I started again and it became easier to get to that
point as time wore on.
   After two more hours I heard Joe's car pull into the driveway.  I got up
and moved toward the door as I heard him approach.  As he got closer it was
hard not to panic as I could hear other voices with him.  I wanted to run
for cover as he opened the door.  "Hi slut I'm home." To Be
Continued...............
  
Jane Chapter5