Carter
Continued
When Carter was finally
able to catch his breath and uncurl from his fetal position on the floor he
tried to figure out what had just happened.
For some reason, Susan had become
angry with him and then had kicked him in the balls and walked out of the
room. But for the life of him, he could not figure out why. He thought that he should go look for her and
apologize but then he remembered that he still needed to finish reorganizing
the pantry. It seems like too much
effort to get up on his feet so he started crawling in the direction of the
kitchen.
It didn't take him
too long to finish with the pantry but then he noticed that one of the cereal
boxes had spilled some of its contents on the floor. Of course,
he could not leave the floor in that shape so he went to the garage to get the
broom. Then he noticed that he had not
finished cleaning out the garage. In
just a few short minutes she was so confused that all he could do was sit down
next to the garage door and shake his head.
Then shortly he heard
high-heels clicking on the kitchen tile behind him. "So this is where you have been while I
have been waiting for you to service me?
Obviously, you are not the man I
thought you were. Hell, you aren't any kind of a man. Go up to your wife's bedroom and put on a
pair of her panties."
To Carter, that sounded like an order from a woman
and he felt compelled to obey. He got to
his feet and headed up the stairs towards his wife's room. The further away from Susan the less her
demand worked on his mind. If she had
not followed and repeated the order he might not
have followed through but as it was he was soon standing in the middle
of his bedroom wearing nothing but a pair of his wife's black panties. And all the time Susan was snapping pictures
of him.
"I think you
need a bra to go with the panties," Susan said.
And although it was not in the form of an order Carter took the
suggestion to heart. Soon he had one of
his wife's black bras and was trying to put it on although he had no idea how
to do that. "Here let me loosen
those straps for you," Susan
said. And soon she had the bra fastened
although she did have to stretch it out somewhat to get it to fit. Then she grabbed two rolls of toilet tissue
from under the bathroom sink and forced them into the cups of the bra. And of course,
she had to take pictures of that ridiculous getup as well. "It is too bad your wife's high-heeled
shoes would not fit you. I have a great
idea, why don't you go online and order a
couple pairs of heels for yourself. I
imagine a size 11 in a woman's shoe should fit.
Get your computer and your credit card.
Within just a few
minutes he was sitting in front of his computer as Susan directed him to site
after site dedicated to the sale of expensive women's shoes. As long as she was going to be spending his
money she might as well spend a lot of it.
She selected two pairs of heels for him, one in black leather and one in
red leather. Both of them had 6-inch
spike heels and she became wet just thinking of him wobbling on them. The total order came to just over 350 dollars
and she hoped that his wife was the one that took care of the credit card
bill. And then as an afterthought she
decided he could buy her a pair of boots as well. She found the perfect pair in soft black
leather in a thigh-high style. The heels were five inches and the toes came to a sharp point. So what if they cost $550 dollars? She was sure he could afford it and even if
he couldn't, she did not care. And so
using his credit card she placed the order sending the boots to her address and
the shoes to his.
Carter seemed more
docile in his own bedroom and so she figured it was worth a try one more time
to get him to service her. She sat on
the edge of the bed and ordered him to get on his knees and put his head
between her legs. She was pleased when
he obeyed her without any questions. She
told him exactly how she wanted him to service her and he obeyed
immediately. First she ordered him to
stick his nose as far inside of her as he could get it and make sure that he
coated it with her juices. Then she told
him to use his tongue on her slash and his nose on her clit. Like a robot,
he complied and soon she was rocking her hips with a gigantic orgasm and still
he was licking up her juices and dutifully swallowing them. As she pushed his head away from her she
snapped a couple more pictures of his juice-covered face.
She figured she had
used Carter as much as was possible and so she decided it was time to
leave. She was still wearing his wife's
lingerie although she had removed the negligee.
She saw no reason she should not take the lingerie and boots with
her. She was sure that Georgia would not
want to wear them again once she saw the pictures she had sent her. But she did need something to wear over the
garments and she did not want to put on her own clothes. So she went back to the closet and found a
wonderful full-length leather coat.
"This will do just fine."
She thought as she slipped her arms into the sleeves. "Be a good little girl and climb under
the covers and go to sleep. And you are
not allowed to brush your teeth until you have kissed your wife when she
returns." And with an evil laugh
she left the bedroom and the house.
Carter was somewhat
confused as he watched Susan walk away from him. But she had ordered him to get into bed and
go to sleep so that is exactly what he did.
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