Yes Dear

" Oh Eddie ! What a good boy you are ! " Isabelle panted, her orgasm making her toes curl, and her body shutter, and her pussy spasm...

Her husband may have a little dickie but he had a talented tongue. Isabelle forced his entire face between her spread out legs, grinding against his mouth. For a moment she fantasied that he was a well hung stud, giving her a big hard cock thrusting into her pussy...

With a sigh her body relaxed and she took a deep breath. Edward remained on his knees, his eyes downcast.

" Oh Eddie baby, that was soooo good, thank you darling. Why don't you be a good boy and go upstairs and turn the sheets down. I'll be up in a minute and I may give you a reward. But don't you dare touch yourself ! " she warned knowing that her hubby had a little stiffy again.
 
Indeed he did have a "little stiffy". And a dark pink patch around the head of it where his precum had permeated the thin satin material. eddie rushed up the stairs ever so happy that he was back on his wife's good side.

In her now state of orgasmic bliss, she had promised him a reward. Would he get to enter her, which he rarely was called upon to do anymore? Would she use her loving hand on him. Bringing him to a delierious orgasm of his own. Or tease and deny him? Only to leave him high and dry or worse yet with a ruined orgasm? He sincerely doubted that she would take him in her mouth as that had not happened since their honeymoon and even then just on one occasion.

He folded down the bedsheets as ordered and lay atop them. He wanted desperately to play with his little dick. To remove the panties and present it to her for his reward. He did neither of those and instead lay patiently waiting for Isabelle to make her way upstairs.
 
Isabelle entered the room, seeing her hubby atop of the bed waiting for his reward. Going to her closet she found her favorite white sheer baby doll nightie. Stripping of her dress and donning her nightie she sat in the chair at her make up table. Still wearing her stocking and heels she smiled and crocked her finger, " Come here sweetie. We need to talk, but first I want you to remove my heels and massage my feet. You know how they get so sore when I wear my high heels. "

Foot massages were one of Eddies daily duties. So was preparing her scented baths in the whirlpool, brushing her hair, hand washing her panties....not to mention his chores around the house. Today Tasha, the beautician was going to show him how to polish her fingernails and toenails. Isabelle had actually been bragging about him down at the beauty pallor, how he was the perfect attentive hubby who pampered his wife. Meek and docile compared to the the other ladies who were married to dominate male dogs, who expected their wives to cater to their male needs ...

Just then her cell phone rang, it was Tasha calling her..." Hello Tasha, is everything okay dear ?" With a stern look at her hubby she directed him to kneel at her feet...
 
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Saddened that his reward was being delayed but ever happy to be in a position to serve her he rolled off of the bed and sat with his legs crossed at her feet. Removing both of her heels, he lifted first her left foot. Rolling her stocking down and off to bare her foot and leg for his task. Kissing the sole gently and then putting has hands to work rubbing the soreness from her heal to her toes. Spending time with each individual digit ending his attention with a soft kiss to each. Then firmly massaging the pad of her foot in a manner just right, not so light as to tickle and not to strong as to cause discomfort.

Kissing her relaxed left foot once again before repeating the exact task on her right. Just as he was finishing up her right foot with his kiss he was startled out of his daze of servitude as Isabelle's phone rang on her make up table. Her look became stern and concerned as she as she motioned with her hand for him to kneel at her feet. Doing so he wanted to look into her eyes to try to decern what might be wrong. Edward could do that, but eddie knew better and kept his eyes lowered while listening to one half of the conversation.
 
" Oh yes every things fine. Sorry I had to leave so early but I had to get home to prepare Rock's dinner. He gets so upset if it isn't on the table. " Tasha commented.

" Really ? Doesn't he consider that you run your beauty salon all day ? How could he be so inconsiderate ? " Isabelle asked, rolling her eyes. She moaned with pleasure while her dedicated hubby rubbed her feet.

" He is always been that way, putting himself first. On the other hand, Rock has some fine benefits, why he is good in bed and always horny...and he has a very big cock ! " Tasha gushed. " He's just a man's man, more or less dominate. "

" Oh my, I see. " Isabelle said looking down at her own hubby, who although gave her an orgasm with his mouth minutes ago, was incapable of giving her one with his tiny dickie.

" Anyway I was telling him about you both and he is interested in meeting with you and Edward. Perhaps this Saturday if you have no plans we could get together ? " Tasha inquired.

" Why yes that sounds wonderful ! I would love to meet Rock. " Isabelle stated, " Why don't we have a cookout out by the pool ? "

Sounds good, well I better go Rock needs another beer. " Tasha giggled before disconnecting.

Isabelle gazed down at her hubby, knowing he heard the whole conversation " Oh that poor thing, married to that nasty unappreciative male ! God you give the best foot massages, but honey I think it's time for you to brush my hair before bed. " she said handing him the brush. Turning towards the mirror she fluffed her long blonde tresses with her manicured fingers...

" Oh and darling there is something we need to discuss. I think from now on you should wear panties, you know the real silky ones. As a matter of fact tomorrow I am going shopping to buy you several pair, in different colors of course. I will be getting rid of your dreadful cotton boxers also. Your little wee wee will look so cute in a pair of silky panties...and I expect you to wear them to work at the bank and around the house. No one will knew our little secret ! "

Pausing for a moment she continued, " You really disappointed me today Eddie...you have no control over your little wee wee. If it ever happens again, I will be forced to put you in a cage. Do you know what that is ? It is a small device designed to stop you from having orgasms without permission. Besides a cage is designed to make you more considerate of a woman's needs. Yes your tongue is talented but you do lack in other areas...do you understand darling ? '
 
Having licked her to a very satisfying orgasm, then rubbing her feet as she casually talked with her good friend, eddie found himself chastised once more for his inappropriate spilling of his jizz onto the floor. Though not a reward to many he took it as a slight reward as he only lived to please his dominant wife. The more he learned from his mistakes the better he knew he would do in the future.

Hearing all his wife said on her end and bits and pieces of Tasha's end of the conversation he surmised that they would again have guests over soon. Only this time Tasha would be bringing her husband. Who didn't sound like he was similar to eddie at all. He had even overheard something about his cock size. As he remembered Tasha had giggles and mentioned that her husband was twice eddie's size when he had pulled off his boxers earlier. He did not catch what day they would be visiting.

The revelation that he would be wearing lace panties daily startled him some. Never a fetish of his he was none the less willing to succumb to her wishes if it would please her. He did have to admit that the ones he was wearing right now, though very tight felt quite nice rubbing up and down his dick. Keeping it in a constant state of semi-arrousal.

When Isabelle mentioned a cock cage, this his dirty little mind did know and dream about. He would never admit as much to her as he was a little afraid in his mind how often he might get to cum when locked into one. Unbeknownst to his wife eddie had, and had always had a proclivity to beat off at least once a day. His daily lunch ritual saw him eating in his car each lunch hour only to be topped off with a dream vision of his wife and a jerking.

His coworkers always questioned him on why he would always go off to lunch alone and very rarely join any of them for a quick meal. Instead he would pull his car to the opposite side of the parking lot, out of sight of the bank and do his deed. Perhaps the reason when ever he would shoot his sperm for his wife, it would be lacking in quality. It was that or the undersized balls he carried in his tight little nut-sack.

"i understand Dear." eddie agreed meekly. "i will do my best to find better self control Ma'am."
 
" I understand dear, I will do my best to find better self control ma'am. " he promised while he brushed her hair.

" See that you do Eddie darling. "

Isabelle was happy most of the time with her obedient passive husband, he did his best to please her but unfortunately he was too small to please her by intercourse. Blow jobs were also very rare except on birthdays or such. He was getting better using his tongue and she knew he would improve when she started denying him an orgasm. Isabelle was somewhat reluctant to ' cage ' him, but was willing to do so if necessary. Hopefully the panties would work to keep him more submissive. She loved her control over him, some men were so easy to manipulate, they thought because they had a dick they ruled, but never underestimate the power of a pussy .

Lately Isabelle was considering seperate beds or having him sleep in the guest room. She loved the weekends when he was off from the bank and could cook and serve her breakfast in bed while she lavished like a goddess...

Admiring her reflection in the mirror while dutiful hubby brushed her hair, she spoke, " Very fine job sweetheart but I decided that you don't deserve a reward tonight since you already had one...besides you have to get up early tomorrow to go to the bank. And as you probably heard we are having company on Saturday, which is the day after tomorrow. So you need to get your rest. "

Isabelle stood and pranced over to the bed feeling like a spoiled little princess...

Good night darling. "
 
As eddie stood and brushed out her long blonde locks he couldn't help but reflect on his life. Always painfully shy around girls. It stemmed form an incident in the 3rd grade when he told his best friend, "I think Lori Brown is cute." His friend ran and told Lori, who didn't harbor the same thoughts for him at all and he quickly became the laughing stock.

From that day and all the way through high school eddie had become a loner. Never dating let alone falling for another girl. Being the very nice guy that he is and always was things picked up a little in college. He could always seem to get a "study date", just never a steady one.

His soft-more year he met Karen and spent 5 months dating her before she took his virginity.
She had given him numerous hand jobs, albeit only with the lights off. She had let him go down on her night or day whenever the opportunity presented itself. That is where he had honed his technique and expertise in that area. The night she finally succumbed and let him sleep with her was the night before she broke off there friendship status.

Louise was a drunken, one-night stand. She was the one that was drunk and when she awoke to eddie's morning woody, well she just laughed aloud and almost ran out the door before she was fully dressed. Up until then and from then on along with Isabelle they were the only 3 to ever touch his penis other than himself of course.

Isabelle was different. From the time she first called eddie over to talk with her. To the time she first time she asked him out. The first time she kissed him. The first time they were intimate together. All the first times were led by her. THe first time she held his little cock and jerked him to completion eddie knew he was in love for life. She had made comments about its size, and even snide remarks of how she wasn't too sure it could ever satisfy her. Those remarks had eddie hard almost instantaneously again. Only instead of running like Karen and Louise, she held him close and brought him to completion in her hand again.

From that day on he knew he would be devoted to her. All the way up to when she arranged for him to purpose to her. She picked out the when and the where. He was surprised she had let him choose his own words to do so. Or that she indeed didn't just tell him they were getting married. She did choose his outfit for that special night.

Always the one one being led and never the leader, fit eddie quite well. He wasn't ashamed nor did he pity himself for it. Isabelle was the love of his life and he was devoted to pleasing her every day for the rest of their lives.

" Very fine job sweetheart but I decided that you don't deserve a reward tonight since you already had one." Her words filled his ears but he was happy none the less. She was for certain the only reward he would ever require. Not that he didn't love and cherish the times of affection and sexual acts she allowed him in her own time.

"Good night darling. " she stated as she kissed him on the cheek and tucked herself into the covers of their marital bed. eddie, now sporting a full on erection in his satin pink panties knew he would not be able to sleep.

He went to her panty hamper and retrieved her dirty undies for the past week. Taking them to the sink to hand wash and hang them to dry. His own panty having gone from the silver dollar sized wet spot to being damp all across the front. He removed his own panty and hand washed them as well so as to have them ready for work in the morning.

Naked he returned and curled up at her feet in their king sized bed so as not to disturb her slumber.
 
Day two

The next day Isabelle went on a shopping spree. It was her favorite hobby, she so enjoyed purchasing things especailly clothes. Her large walk in closet was filled to the max as were her two chest of drawers. Not that her hubby's modest salary can afford such luxuries, she had a generous trust fund from her dear daddy. Isabelle's father was very wealthy and he loved to spoil his only daughter. Anything she wanted was provided by daddy...

This morning Isabelle had thrown out all Edwards boxers and she was going to replace them with silky soft panties. She should have done this after their honeymoon really...but Eddie was easily dominated already. As usual he didn't put up any resistance and accepted wearing a pair of silky's everyday, both at work and at home. Besides his little wee wee looked cute covered in silk, and he had a fondness for lingerie when she wore it for him.

While in the dressing room at Macy's she decided to try on a pink pair over her stockings and heels. Stripping out of her dress she posed in the mirror and took a selfie. Immediately she included the pic in a text to her hubby who was working at the bank...

Do you like these panties darling ? I hope so because I am buying them for you !!!!!

Isabelle took several more poses, giving him a rear view and even one with her hand inside her panties playing with herself...

She smiled to herself thinking that Eddie would probably get a little ol' woody while wearing his own pair of panties underneath his trousers at the bank...
 
eddie had gotten up early to get to work Fridays were always extra busy and he was required to get in earlier than the rest of the week days. He had been in their employment long enough now that he only had to work one Saturday per month so he looked forward to the weekend.

Albeit with some skepticism this week. Isabelle had invited Tasha and her husband for a barbecue.
As taken as he had been yesterday by her charm and beauty, he had embarrassed himself to no end when his wife had made him strip before her and he had spilled the seed from his little dick at her feet.

That topped with the fact that she was bringing her husband. A man he knew next to nothing about other than that his penis was twice the size of his own. eddie had a hard time believing this man would have anything at all in common with his submissive personality.

eddie's freshly cleaned pink panties hugged him tightly as he readied his tellers drawer for the long day ahead. Thoughts of his wife's telling him this would be his daily attire from now on made him smile. Never had he even imagined wearing women's panties before. Ohhh, he had his kinky and secret fantasies, this just wasn't one of them before now. He did have to admit though that he was enjoying the way they held his little penis tight to his body, and how they rubbed so softly against his sensitive skin down there with each step he took.

The day wore on and he finally go his first break. Checking his phone for messages in the break room e was thrilled to see a text form his wife. When he saw there were photos attached he looked quickly about before opening them. He had made the mistake once before and opened one with a revealing photo of Isabelle and one of the young, just out of high school junior tellers had caught a glimpse of it. He was the subject of whispers the rest of the week.

With no one else present he opened the attachment. Isabella wearing a pair of pink panties, not unlike the ones he was sporting today. Only more of a higher cut variety that would have his ass cheeks showing were he to drop his pants. and she stated:

"Do you like these panties darling ? I hope so because I am buying them for you !!!!!" eddies, little dick stirred in his panties at the thought. Another text followed with several more poses. Culminating in the final one which showed Isabella with her hand down the front of them and looking like she was much enjoying her fingertips.

eddie quickly shut off his screen as that same younger girl entered and gave him a funny look. "Boss said your breaks over and to get back to your window." she snickered thinking she just may have caught him looking at porn on his phone again.

eddie turned pink as he got up, trying to face away from her as he exited past her on the way back out to his post. Knowing his little raging hard on may or may not be visible to the young lady.
He could barely wait for this day to be over and the weekend to begin.
 
Saturday morning...the barbeque

Isabelle lounged in bed on silk sheets, eatting her breakfast of poached eggs, english muffins with strawberry jelly, sausage and coffee. What made it specail was that it was prepared and served by her attentive husband. Last night after he got home from work Edward had also fixed a very good seafood dinner which afterwards he cleaned the kitchen and took care of the dishes. As a gift from yesterdays shopping trip Isabelle had bought him a frilly white apron to wear while doing his duties.

Ringing her bell she summoned her hubby. Before long he rushed into their bedroom.

" You may take my tray now darling, it was perfect by the way. As you know we are having guests today. I hope you do not embarrass me and be on your best behavior. As you know Tasha's husband is ...well not very attentive to her needs. I expect you set a good example just how a husband should act. "

Edward nodded.

"Oh I think I'll wear that little skimpy bikini I bought yesterday. Just wait to you see it ! You're going to love it. Oh and I bought you a new pair of bermuda shorts for you to wear today. Honey I really think you should spend more time outside beside the pool, your legs are so white, as is the rest of you. You need to tan. "

Isabelle smiled, " And don't forget Eddie, I want you wearing your new panties I bought you yesterday underneath your shorts. It will be our little secret. "
 
eddie again smiled to himself as he washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen after preparing his wife breakfast in bed. a full meal for her, he himself just having an English muffin. He was trying to watch his weight. Never heavy, he was just starting to show a ridge around his waist area and was determined to keep it at bay.

Wearing the frilly apron she had gifted him with last night eddie felt well kept and in his place when he heard her summon him with her bell. Rushing up the stairs and into their bedroom he was proud when she commented him on the fine meal. Wearing only the apron and a matching pair of white satin panties he looked quite effeminate, but knowing his wife wanted this of him he was happy to see her pleased.

"Oh I think I'll wear that little skimpy bikini I bought yesterday." eddie's dick twitched in anticipation. He could hardly wait to see her in it. She had mentioned it to him last night but would not show it to him, wanting him to be surprised when he first saw her reveal it.

"I bought you a new pair of Bermuda shorts for you to wear today." Indeed he had seen them in his new "wardrobe stack" that he folded and put into his dresser. They were kind of short in the back, with loose leg openings. He knew when he bent over the lace of his new panties would show out the bottom. Knowing Tasha would see that his little dick again twitched, hidden by the apron.

I want you wearing your new panties I bought you yesterday underneath your shorts. It will be our little secret. " For some reason he didn't believe the latter part of her statement. For some other reason........ he hoped he was correct.
 
The doorbell chimed.

" Eddie dear, will you please answer the door. I think our guests are here. "

Isabelle turned admiring her fine perfect toned body in the mirror...the pink bikini looked fantastic !

It chimed again. Oh darn Eddie must be out back preparing the barbaque

Throwing a sheer wrap around her and slipping into a pair of heels she rushed downstairs to open the door for their guests. Upon opening the door she saw Tasha and her husband standing there both smiling, although Rock's smile was more like a smirk until he saw the blonde beauty greeting them.

" Oh Tasha, so glad you and your husband could come. " she said. Her eyes took in Rock, he was not what she expected despite his name, he was total hunk, tall, muscled and handsome.

"Please come in...my husband must be out back getting the grill ready. " Isabelle gushed. Smiling she led them out beside the pool where Edward was trying to light the grill.

"" I hope you both remembered to bring your swimsuits if you both want to swim. Oh Eddie darling they are here. Of course you know Tasha and this is her husband Rock. " she introduced everyone.

Oh my God what a stud...how did Tasha get so lucky she thought...
 
Busy cleaning the grill eddie didn't hear the front door bell. Bent inside it with his new shorts on. His little pantied ass sticking out the bottom showing the ruffled lace trim. His wife had sent him downstairs and out back to prepare things. He was waiting upstairs like a panting puppy, hoping to watch her change into her new swim suit. She wanted to surprise him with it, making an appearance. So off he went.

Having gotten it good and clean to his liking he was trying to get the auto-lighter to engage and had his head still inside inspecting the pilot igniter to no avail.

"Oh Eddie darling they are here. Of course you know Tasha and this is her husband Rock."

She had referred to him as "eddie" already. Her pet name for him when she wanted him as her submissive play toy. He had already begun to refer to himself in that manner 24/7 since she had adorned him in panties. He felt himself her play toy now all the time as she had him dressed the way she preferred him.

Pulling his head out of the grill he turned red knowing that Tasha had seen him bent over like that. Then redder still as the large, handsome man reached out his hand to me, "Rock." was all he said as his forearms bulged and rippled all the while looking directly at Isabella in her stunning and very skimpy new swim attire.

"Very nice to see you again Tasha, again I am sorry about my spill yesterday." He felt his cheeks grow redder as he tried to cover just what had spilled. "And a pleasure to meet you Rock."

His hand disappearing in the massive man's handshake. He hold it long and it hurt some as he squeezed eddie's hand while admiring his wife unabashedly.
 
Both ladies watched while their husbands shook hands. Isabelle, and Tasha for that matter, couldn't help but compare the two men... Rock was a man's man, big and powerful, while Edward was passive and smaller in statue. Tasha didn't miss the fact that Edward was wearing feminine underwear under his shorts. She didn't bother to inform her husband of the details of the other day except to say that Edward was a kind and considerate husband, very attentive to his wive's needs.

" We have some marinated steaks ready to throw on the grill whenever it's ready. My potato salad is to die for and we have sweet Jersey corn melted in butter still in the husk. And banana creme pie for dessert . " Isabelle announced tearing her eyes away from Rock's awesome body.

" Sounds divine " Tasha remarked, peeling off her shorts and top to reveal herself in her bikini. " I guess we have time for a little swim. "

" If you like we have sun tan lotion to prevent burns. " Isabelle offered, removing her sheer cover, holding out a spray bottle.

" Here let me do it. " Rock offered, taking a hold of the bottle. He proceeded to squirt lotion on the hot blonde wife, making no attempt to hide his appreciation of his attraction.

" Do I get a turn ? " Tasha asked, holding her long dark tresses up above her head.

Rock laughed, enjoying the attention from his own wife and her blonde friend.

Isabelle turned presenting her near naked back to Rock, so he could apply some lotion. " Oh my, where's my manners ? Eddie would you please get our guests a beverage. Rock would probably have a beer while us ladies would like some wine. "
 
eddie saw the smile on Tasha's face when he rose up to great their guests. A smile that told him she not only saw, but was amused by his attire. As Isabelle related the days menu, eddie finally got the grill to light up.

Rock was a mass of a man. eddie wondered if "Rock" was his real name or the nickname he received because he resembled a statue. He had trouble averting his eyes from Tasha's impressive figure, barely held in by her skimpy swimsuit. When his wife dropped her cover she looked half naked in her new suit. No jealousy was shown on eddie's part though. He was proud of his wife's beautiful body and actually enjoyed the looks she got showing it off.

Oh, and Isabelle did so enjoy showing it off. Rock jumped at the chance to rub suntan lotion on her uncovered back. eddie hoping he would get to reciprocate the act with Tasha. Instead Rock quickly offered his services and poor eddie was reduced to watching. Not unlike that one high school dance he had attended.

That is until Isabelle snapped him it of his daze and sent him running inside for drinks. eddie had chilled two bottle of white wine for before dinner and had a fine bottle of red to serve with their stakes. He grabbed a couple of cold beers and put the lot on a serving tray. He, himself would prefer sipping the white with the ladies, but wanted to appear a little more manly before Rock and so joined him with a beer.

Appearing back to the pool deck, Rock had each of the ladies laying face down in lounges as he knelt between them rubbing lotion on the backs of their legs, and in his wife's case, onto her bare ass cheeks as her suit did little to cover her backside.

Tasha's suit showed a good deal of lower ass cheeks, Isabella's was just short of obscene. Once again, eddie wasn't jealous of what Rock could see. He did however wish it were him rubbing his beautiful wife's buttocks. He smiled as he passed out the drinks. Taking just a little extra time to serve Tasha hers.

Once done he moved away from them to the grill to do the cooking. His eyes never leaving the impressive threesome enjoying his backyard.
 
Isabelle was having the time of her life...this handsome hunk was rubbing lotion onto her skin with his strong hands. Usually men like Rock turned her off, they liked to take advantage of their wives or girlfriends, forcing them to comply with their demands...

Tasha accepted her drink from the passive hubby. " Thank you Eddie. " she whispered, ignoring him to watch her bold husband rub scented lotion onto Isabelle's bare skin. She wasn't really jealous, she was used to her bold husbands behavior. He was a total flirt.

" Oh my, your hubby has such strong hands. ! " Isabelle remarked, melting into oblivion.

Feeling neglected, Tasha stepped into the pool. She waded out to the middle and began to swim. In no way was she even remotely attracted to Edward, she thought he was a wimp compared to her husband, after the other day's performance. Besides if Rock thought someone else was flirting with wife he would kick their ass....

" Damn boy, your wife has a fantastic ass. It's perfect... " Rock commented while rubbing the lotion onto her creamy white butt cheeks.
 
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"About 15 minutes to dinner." eddie announced as he watched the show before him. Rock was no longer just rubbing lotion on the two ladies to prevent them from burning. He was kneading, massaging and squeezing their asses in a manner of good foreplay.

He clearly went up and under his own wife's suit. He thought he caught a lone finger slink under the pencil thin strip of the pink thong bikini that protected his own wife's backside. Not once but twice. The second time Isabelle visibly squirmed below his large hand.

"You may want to go wash up there Rock." his attempt at humor. "Before you get any more lotion on your fingers." The whole time eddie watched Rock working the two ladies into a mini frenzy with his large mitts, Tasha kept her eye on the ever dutiful eddie working to make their afternoon all the more enjoyable. Not that she wasn't enjoying her husbands left hand on her ass just as much as his own wife was Rock's right.

As jealous as eddie seemed not to be watching the three of them have fun, Tahsa looked just as at ease with her husband copping a definite feel of Isabelle's ass. Rather she was aware that he had been successful at seeking out and finding her tight little covered star or not he was unaware.
 
eddie finished about all the preparing. Setting the table placements. Presenting his wife's salad. Yes she had actually made her famous recipe herself. Then left it to him to arrange in a decorative manner for presentation.

He couldn't help but stop and stare as Tasha wiggled out from under Rock's left hand and went to take a cooling dip in the pool. eddie knew that Isabelle liked her steak medium rare. The way all the chefs recommended they be cooked. Always so refined she was from her affluent childhood.

When asking of his guests, Tasha replied: "Well done for me please Edward. Just like the wonderful job you are doing on this meal for us." eddie actually beamed a little when she paid him that compliment. Could it be she was actually flirting with him? Or was she just being a polite guest?

Rock was anything but polite with his order: "Knock its horns off, wipe its ass and throw it on a plate for me. I like my meat like I like my women, raw and laid out ready to be eaten."

eddie of course prepared his own steak medium, like the rest of his life. Rock pulled his hand from the 20 minute ass massage he had just given Isabelle. As he made his way over to eddie at the grill he actually put his right hand to his face. Wes he really smelling his wife's asshole off of his middle finger? A finger that eddie didn't fail to notice was as long as his own dick was when hard, and decidedly thicker.

Placing his empty beer bottle on the corner of the grill he asked. "So Ed, where can a hard working, thirsty man find another of these." eddie's beer was less than half empty and the ladies looked to be doing fine with thier drinks. Having been too preoccupied to do much sipping.

"Let me get you another Rock." He responded, always the delete the helper. "Nonsense Ed, you stay here and finished up your wifely duties. Just point me I the general direction and I'll be fine on my own"

eddie wasn't real keen o. Having Rock wonder about their home unsupervised but knew better than to risk embarrassment with their guests a second time. "Fridge just inside and to the left. You can't miss it."

Not even asking how the rest of us were doing, off he went to the inside. "Think I will mosey about and find the big boys room while I'm I. Ther. Need some adjustin if you know what I mean." Indeed he did. eddie for the first time noticed the sizable package that Rock carried with him. Semi stiff it was quite the impressive resume.
 
Meanwhile the ladies floated about pool in flotation device sipping their wine, Isabelle careful not to get her hair wet.

" Is Rock always that bold ? " Isabelle inquired, hoping Tasha was not upset.

" Rock is a ladies man. I knew that when we were first married. He loves women...he just can't help it. " Tasha confided.

" And that does not bother you ? " Isabelle asked grateful that she was in the water now to cover up her drenched bikini bottom. The man certainly knew how to please a lady...his confidence was part of the appeal.

Tasha didn't answer for a moment wondering how much to reveal, " Well let's just say my husband can't be tamed like Edward is. It must be wonderful for you to have such a loving and passive husband who worships you... he's so sweet."

Isabelle didn't pry any further. She told herself to stay away from Rock, and not be caught alone with him...she wasn't sure if she could resist his manly charms. It was hard enough not to stare at that impressive bulge in his tight trunks. Not to mention his tanned muscled body. And those tatooes, usually they were a turn off to her but Rock wore them well ...

" I do declare honey those steaks smell so wonderful, they are making my water. Are they almost done ? "
 
eddie couldn't help but be distracted with the two scantily clad women floating in their pool. Their own personnel floating devices sitting up high and proud as they lounged in the water sipping their wine.

"Dinner in 5!" eddie announced. "You two lovely ladies might want to get out and attempt getting dry." Another somewhat failed attempt at humor relating to Rock's hands on them earlier.

And just where was Rock? He had ventered into the house 15 minutes ago to get himself a beer. "I will pour the red wine and serve everyone."
 
The wives exited the pool drying their bodies with big fluffy towels. Isabelle stepped back into her heel sandals and they both made their way over to the table which held a splendid dinner. Taking a sip of wine Isabelle noticed Rock was gone and dinner was almost ready to be served.

" Is Rock inside ? "

Edward nodded busy taking a steak off the grill.

" Well I'll fetch him I have to go in and use the ladies room. " Isabelle stated, going inside. As she approached the downstairs restroom she noticed the light was on and the door cracked open. Thinking she had forgot to shut out the light earlier when she used it to change into her bikini, she was going switch it off but she noticed it was occupied. Glancing in she was shocked to see Rock, Standing there stroking the biggest cock she had ever witnessed and he was using a pair of her worn panties that she must have forgot to place in the hamper.

Oh my God he is huge ! And hung like a horse, just like daddies stallions in his stables ! she realized.

He must have heard her heels walking on the wood floor and knew she was standing there because he looked at her and smirked. He continued to stroke his massive cock " Sorry Isabelle I had to come in here and relieve myself. The sight of your perfect body in your bikini got me and hot and bothered."

Isabelle had a hard time tearing her eyes from his hard inviting cock. He was beyond a doubt at least twice the size of her husband's little dickie..." I ...I mean dinner is ready if you would like to eat. " she managed, thinking that she wanted him for dessert, too bad he was married...

As if reading her mind he informed her, " You do know my wife and I swing. If your ever interested. " He then put her used panties up to his nose and inhaled deeply, " Now that is some fine scented pussy ! "

Isabelle turned beet red and rushed upstairs to her master bath. Once inside she locked the door. Why does this man have such an effect on me ? Maybe because he is muscled, tanned and exudes a manly confidence, is dominate,
not to mention he has a very large dick.


Touching herself she realized she was wet again...Isabelle wanted to please herself
with the image of Rock's cock in her mind...but she needed to go back downstairs to have dinner...
 
eddie finished setting the table. Isabelle had gone inside to look for Rock. That left eddie to entertain the lovely Tasha. Only with his history with women he had no idea how to proceed.

Unlike Rock who was at this very moment stroking his enormous cock with no shame or embarrassment in front of his wife, unbeknownst to him. He didn't even have to stroke himself the other day in front of Tasha when his dominant wife had made him drop his pants in front of her. No he just shot his unimpressive load out onto the floor, humiliating himself and embarrassing his wife.

The two were seeming to be gone for a good time and eddie started to worry that his dinner would grow cold. As he silently topped off Tasha's wine glass she couldn't help but notice his little bulge. As he filled her glass she commented, "Careful with that little thing I've seen what a hair trigger it has. I'm drinking a full bodied red now and don't want you mixing in a cheap fruity white."

eddie turned three more shades of red and she could actually see his little penis twitch through his shorts and lace panties. "i..... Should i go see what's taking them?" He stammered, seeking some form of direction.

"Best you don't Eddie". Tasha now used the pet name for him that Isabelle had told her all about. "she just might have her hands full by now." Tasha giggled at eddies expense. "Let's just hope she doesn't loose her appetite after all the hard work you've put in here." As the words "hard work" left her lips she brushed eddie's crotch with the back of her hand for her own amusement. Half expecting him to squirt himself again.
 
Rock finally reached orgasm spurting his cum into the blonde hot wife's panties. He growled feeling his spasms shake his entire body with pleasure. He imagined making Isabelle submit completely to him, begging him to fuck her with his big powerful hard cock. Better yet he wanted to it in front of her pantie wearing husband...

Meanwhile Isabelle was upstairs in her bathroom having very naughty thoughts about Rock's magnificent body and cock, touching her hot and wet pussy. She knew she would have to put on another bikini before going downstairs. How she wished she had time to get her big dildo out and please her dripping cunt. Taking a deep breath she did her best to compose herself and go back downstairs...

" Oh there you are sweetheart ! " Tasha smiled when Rock entered the patio holding a beer in his large fist. " Don't this food look simply delish ? "

" Yeah I just hope mine is still mowing. " he said sitting down. Tasha immediately started filling his plate serving her husband dutifully...

Just then Isabelle returned to the patio, wearing a fresh bikini. " I'm so famished you'all, " she said, avoiding making eye contact with Rock
 
"Welcome back dear." eddie actually did miss his wife while she was away. He just didn't know how to act in social situations without her to guide him. "Did you spill something on your new suit?" He noted and pointed out her wardrobe change. White this time, he knew this particular suit turned almost tansparent when it was wet. It was his favorite. "If it is something that might stain i should run upstairs and spray and wash it out." He awaited his instructions as the other three were busy enjoying the meal he had prepared so dilegently for them.

Rock looked extra relaxed as he cut into his bloody steak. eddie remembered his remark about liking his steak like his women and wondered if he liked them bloody as well. Disgusted at his own thought he fidgeted about hoping to be sent upstairs so he could adjust his little dick some. It had been hard and tight in his panties since their guests had arrived.

Tasha and Isabelle sat down the table and talked quietly about who knows what. Little eddie was feeling awkward again. "So Rock, is that meat to your satisfaction, are do you need me to find you something else to satisfy your needs?" eddie half hoped his response might include his wife. He turned red and waited for one of the three to pay him some attention.
 
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