Surprise Wife Ch. 07

She didn't answer. She simply opened her legs and ran her hand across her pussy. I could see the moisture glistening on her fingers, and she looked right at me, while licking them clean. Her other hand found her nipples, and Margo began pulling and pinching them. Her fingers were spreading her labia open, and she let out a low moan.

I tucked my cock back into my pants, and pulled her to her feet. "I've decided we should take this outside. Get me a cold beer, and meet me on the patio."

She giggled, then kissed me, and ran for the kitchen. I shook my head, and laughed to myself, as I stepped out on the patio. I knew there was virtually no chance of anyone seeing her, but the thought did get me going again. At that moment, I decided to test our limits, and see how far we were willing to go with exhibiting her hot body in the coming weeks.

I had only been in my chair for a few minutes when I saw my naked wife standing beside me holding a cold beer. I took the beverage, and sat it on a nearby table. I moved one of the lounge chairs in front of where I was sitting, and gestured for her to sit. I then gave her a single command, "Continue."

Margo raised the back of the chair to make sure I had a good view of her perfect breasts, and then she sat down, straddling the chair with her legs. Her pussy opened nicely, and I could see how hard her clit was. She smiled at me, as she pulled her pussy lips wide. I was torn between watching her heaving breasts, and her open pussy.

My wife moved one of her fingers to her clit, and began to rub it back and forth, while making sure her pussy stayed open. I heard her begin to moan, and looked up to see she had closed her eyes. When I looked back at what her hands were doing, I saw that she was now pinching and pulling on her clit. Her breath was coming in short gasps, as she continued to work on her pussy. It was only a few moments later that she started pushing two fingers in and out of her wet opening.

"Keep your eyes open slave, and look at me while you do that."

She opened her eyes and looked into mine. I could clearly see the lust in them. Margaret's legs were trembling, and she added another finger to the ones in her pussy. I had never seen anything like it. My wife began to wantonly finger herself with abandon. She added a forth finger, and when she pinched and rolled her clit with her other hand, the first orgasm hit her. She arched her back, and cried out, but never took her fingers out. It was then, that I thought that I should've told her she had to ask permission before cumming. Oh well... I was still figuring this out. Next time would be different.

She pulled her fingers out and lay back on the chair, and gasped for breath. "Did I give you permission to stop slave?"

"Oh! I'm sorry... I thought..."

"Silence! You don't think slave. I will tell you what you need to know! Now... continue!"

I knew how sensitive her clit became after orgasm, and it was going to be interesting to see if she would continue. I didn't have to wait long. Margo put her fingers back into her very wet pussy, and she started finger fucking herself again. I noticed that she was deliberately trying to avoid any contact with her clit. What a sneaky little slave she was! There was no way I was going to let her get away with that!

"Take both of your hands and pull your cunt lips as far apart as you can." I ordered.

My vulgar language must've taken her by surprise, and I calmly said, "Ladies have pussies. You are not a lady right now. You are my slave, and slaves have cunts. Now, tell me what you are holding open slave."

"Your slave is holding her cunt open master." She said giggling.

"Well done slave. Now, lie back and keep that open."

My smiling wife did as I had instructed, and reclined, while holding her lips wide apart. I moved in closer, and lightly blew across her exposed clit, causing her to moan again. Her legs began to twitch, as I lightly rubbed the knuckles of my left hand across her hard little clit. I knew it was taking everything she had, not to slam her legs shut on my hand.

With my right hand, I began pinching and rolling her nipples, while continuing my assault on her clit. Abruptly, I stopped rubbing her clit, and focused my attention to pinching both nipples at the same time. I could sense relief in her, when I stopped teasing her very sensitive clit. To her dismay, her respite was short lived. My soft, warm tongue was now attacking her clit. Her legs literally jumped when I did that.

"Oh my God Jim! You can't do that!"

"Who's in charge here?" I asked, and went right back to licking the hard little bud. The chair began to shake, and I could hear her pounding her head off of the back. This time, she wasn't moaning. Low growls were coming out of her mouth, and her legs continued to twitch and jerk violently.

"Ungh, ungh, ungh, Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh shit! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck! I can't... ungh ungh... take... ungh ungh ungh... take... Aieeeeeeeee!"

With that, she lifted her whole body off of the lounge chair, and shook wildly from side to side. It was all I could do to keep my mouth locked on her pussy. I felt her body convulse and jerk, and she let go of her pussy lips. I assume so that she could grab the chair to keep from falling down.

Relentlessly, I continued sucking on her clit, and swirling my tongue around and across it. I had both arms wrapped around her ass now, and was holding her up. There was no way she was getting loose.

"No! No! No... ungh! No more... pleeeeeeeeeease! St...sssssttt...stop!" she cried out. "I can't... take... Any... More!"

I never stopped. Margo began babbling incoherently, and that turned into low growls. I knew another orgasm was approaching fast, and I wasn't about to let up. Just then, I felt her legs tighten against my head, and then her hands were on me, trying to push me away. The scream that she let out, was enough to wake the dead, and her body rocked with another strong climax. I could feel her trembling, as she went limp in my arms. I thought she passed out for a minute.

I debated weather to let her go at that point, but decided to see what would happen if I continued. My tongue went back to work, and I began a low vocal hum on her clit, while inserting a finger to rub her G-spot. My actions had immediate results. Sharply, she gasped, and drew in a long breath. This time there were no moans, or growls. Instead, I heard a very animalistic sound coming from my wife. I was momentarily surprised, as I had never heard a human being emit such a sound. I took a deep breath, and renewed my attack on her most sensitive flesh.

Her body began to shake and convulse again, and my mouth was flooded with a warm, wet substance. At first, I thought she was pissing, but soon dismissed that, as the substance was slightly thick. I had heard of women squirting, but this was the first time I ever experienced it. I would have to ask her about that later.

The flow of her cum slowed, and she took a deep breath, and fell into the chair. Her body was racked with what I can only describe as small tremors or aftershocks, which seemed to go on forever. She was panting and breathing deeply. Her legs were still open, and I could clearly see her pussy contracting, and leaking fluid. The sight mesmerized me. How much more could she take? I was about to find out.

Without warning, I plunged my hard cock into her wet hole, and she arched her back. I wasn't sure if she was trying to escape my onslaught, or if it was just a reaction to the sudden invasion of her pussy. In any event, she was very, very wet, and hot, and I began to saw into her. My cock was as hard as I could remember, and her pussy clutched at it like a fist. All of a sudden, she wrapped her arms and legs around me and pulled me in.

I thought about standing up with her impaled on my cock, but before I had the chance, her pussy was flooding that warm liquid over my cock. There was so much of it that it began to leak out, and run down my balls, and I continued. My own orgasm was getting very close, and there was going to be no stopping until then.

I pounded into her with all the energy I had left, and was astounded when she started shaking again. This time, the liquid was actually hot, as it surrounded my dick, and she screamed, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Put your hot cum deep in my cunt!"

That was all it took. My cock hardened, and then added my own warm liquid to hers.

We were both spent.

******

I was really excited to be going home on Friday. I was looking forward to the weekend. The weather was supposed to be nice, and I had some very interesting ideas for my wife. I had made up my mind that I was going to put all doubts, and suspicions aside, and enjoy myself, at least for the weekend. I would worry about details and questions later. I was in a great mood.

The garage door was closing, as I hopped out of my Cobra, and headed inside. There she was... kneeling just inside the front door, looking smokin hot! Her hair and make-up were perfect. My blond slave with the nearly perfect body, just waiting for her master!

"Good evening slave."

"Good evening master!" she replied. "What is my master's wish?"

"I believe it's time for you to go get the mail."

"Yes master!" she said, as she got to her feet, smiling broadly.

Margo kissed me on the cheek as she walked past me and out the front door. I turned and watched her tight little ass jiggle as she walked down the driveway. I knew that it was early enough that there would be a good chance of someone seeing her, and that caused my pulse to quicken. I'm sure her heart was pounding in her chest as well.

The first car went by when she was halfway to her destination, and when it just went past without slowing, she turned and frowned at me. Margret was a lot closer to the end of the drive, when the next car went by. This time, I knew she'd been seen, since the driver hit the brakes, and slowed considerably. They didn't stop though, and my wife turned and grinned at me, then continued on her way.

Margret was standing at the mailbox, reading all the addresses like she had been told, when a car slowed and came to a stop, directly behind her. My wife turned, and allowed the occupants to get the full frontal view, before walking back to the house. The driver waited until she reached the house, and then blew the horn, before speeding off down the road.

Instead of going in to the house, when my wife returned, I stood on the porch, sorting through the mail.

"Stop fidgeting and stand still slave!"

"Yes master."

I was watching her out of the corner of my eye, and could see her chest rise and fall with each breath. My wife was clearly enjoying this. At that moment, I was thinking how much more interesting this moment would've been if we had bought a house in town! Oh well, on with the game.

"Turn and face the road." I commanded. "I want you to pinch and pull your nipples, until I tell you to stop."

She never said a word, just turned and took her nipples in hand and pulled on them. I walked into the house, and dropped the mail on the coffee table, and then went back outside. I walked right past my wife, and down the driveway. I slowly walked along the front edge of the property, picking up trash, and looking around the yard. Periodically, I looked back at my wife. I had to give her credit... she still had her nipples in hand.

When I returned to the front porch, I asked, "How do your nipples feel slave?"

"My nipples are on fire master!"

"Perfect." I replied. "Now... I want you to continue what you are doing. I am going inside. I want you to wait five minutes and then you may join me. You are not to let go of them, until you are at my side in the living room. Is that understood?"

"Yes master."

"Oh... and one more thing. If you come in before five minutes is up, you will be punished. Now, come in when you think it's time."

"Time out." She said. I had to admire how her fingers never left her nipples as she talked. "How am I supposed to open the door if I can't take my hands off my nipples?"

"Not my problem slave!" I laughed as I went inside.

I had to laugh again as I looked out the window at Margo. She was obviously trying to figure out how to get back inside without letting go of her nipples. I'll bet she didn't even notice the cars passing by either. This was turning out to be a lot more fun than I had originally thought it would be! I was really getting into this Dom/sub thing!

Five minutes passed quickly and I was disappointed that she hadn't tried to come in early. Punishment would've been fun. It was close to seven minutes, when I saw her trying to open the door, using her elbows. It looked like she was thinking of using her mouth, but changed her mind. I was really surprised when she walked off the porch and went around back.

I heard the sliding door to the patio slide open, and then saw Margret walk into the living room, smiling triumphantly. Nipples still firmly in hand! Clever girl, I thought to myself, as I waited for her to stand beside me.

"You may let go of your nipples now." I said as I opened my zipper. "I have something for you to do."

I didn't need to say another word. My wife dropped to her knees and opened her mouth. It was very warm and wet. Her lips closed around my flesh and she began administering a very sensual blowjob. I closed my eyes, cleared my mind of all thought, and enjoyed the sensations of her tongue working over and around my manhood.

I pushed gently on her head, forcing my cock from between her lips, just as I was about to cum. She looked at me curiously, and then smiled, when the first jet of cum landed on her cheek. Four or five more shots and I was done. I was breathing hard, and trying to remain standing. My loving wife looked into my eyes, and smiled.

"Thank you master." She said quietly.

"My pleasure. Really... it was my pleasure." I said. "What's for dinner?"

Margret had prepared a nice beef roast, with mashed potatoes, and green bean casserole. It was delicious. I enjoyed looking at her across the table from me as we ate. She never once attempted to wipe my cum off of her face. In fact, she looked perfectly normal sitting there naked with cum on her face, if that's possible. I guess it would be more accurate to say she looked comfortable.

Making love with my wife that evening was very nice. No games, just pure, emotional tender love, coming from the heart. We fell asleep wrapped in each others arms.

****

Saturday morning started out with me getting breakfast in bed, served by my naked slave. The western omelet that she had prepared was very good, and I enjoyed it immensely. Margret didn't know it yet, but she was going to be in for a fun day. At least I thought it was going to be fun.

"First order of business today," I started "Will be for me to explain your duties, and what I expect of you."

She stood silently as I continued. "Today, you will clear the yard of all fallen leaves. You will use the riding mower with the bagging attachment to collect them. I will show you where to dump them. Any questions so far?"

"Will I be permitted to wear clothes while I'm outside for such an extended period of time?"

"I haven't decided yet." I said, "I will allow you to wear shoes. As to the rest... I think we'll play it by ear."

She seemed a bit nervous, but excited at the same time. I wasn't sure about her being outside completely naked for that long. I wasn't exactly ready for that... yet. My original plan was to send her out in her bikini, but had changed my mind. While she took the breakfast dishes to the kitchen, I gathered her outfit for the day.

I started with an old, worn out white tank top of hers, and a pair of cutoff jeans. The tank top was so worn, that it was slightly transparent. Of course, it was going to be modified to suit the occasion. All I needed was a pair of scissors. The shorts were ones that she only wore around the house, in front of me. They were cut so short that half her ass hung out, and only a thin strip of material ran between her legs. I loved those shorts!

I had Margo put the tank top on, so I could see where I wanted to cut it off. I was going to cut it off just below her breasts, but when I started cutting, I decided that I wanted the bottom swell of her breasts exposed. I had her raise her arms to the point they would be when she drove the lawn tractor, and was happy to see half of each nipple was exposed. This was just what I had hoped for.

When she put the shorts on, I decided to modify them as well. I had her take them off, and when I finished cutting more material away, I had her try them on. I admired my handy work, and was quite satisfied with the results. When she turned around, most of her ass was now bare, and the strip of material in front was so narrow, that it easily slipped between her pussy lips, hiding nothing. I had to smile, when I saw the look on her face, when she saw her reflection in the mirror.

"Time to get to work slave!"

After putting on a pair of tennis shoes, my wife followed me to the garage, where the lawn mower was parked. I fired it up, opened the garage door, and watched my wife drive it out into the yard. I expected her to start in the back, but she went straight to work in the front.

She didn't attract as much attention as she would have if she was naked, and I was beginning to rethink her attire. The arrival of the UPS truck interrupted my thoughts. I intended to go and get the package he was delivering myself, but decided to remain in the house, to see how my wife would handle it. She didn't disappoint me. She drove the lawn tractor to the driveway, and waited for the driver to hand her the package.

The look on his face was priceless, when my wife reached up to take the package from him, while he stood in the back of the truck. I knew he was looking at a lot of exposed flesh, and more than likely, some very hard nipples! Just when I thought the show was over, my sexy little slave dropped the box. She turned away from the driver, bent at the waist and picked it up. I thought the guy was going to fall out of the truck!

He jumped to the ground, and was trying to help her. I knew this was just to get a better look, because the box was relatively small, and from the looks of it, not that heavy. He said something to her, and then took the box. He followed my wife to the front door, and she turned and took the package from him. I heard her thanking him, and then him stuttering a response before going back to his truck. She was clearly having fun, and I clearly had a hard cock in my pants.

That was the last and most exciting encounter of the day... at least, while she was out in the yard. While she was in the shower, an idea came to me. She didn't know it, but I had ordered a pizza for dinner. I timed it so I would be in the shower, about the time the pizza guy would get here.

I heard my wife come in to the bath room. "Dear, did you order a pizza?"

"Yes. I thought it would be nice."

"OK. I suppose you expect me to go out and get it naked, don't you?"

"Of course I do!" I said. "Just try not to get too excited!"

I heard her giggle, and leave the room. I shut off the water and wrapped a towel around myself and rushed to the hall to peak. I watched as she stood in the doorway, completely naked while this young guy stumbled all over his tongue, trying to talk. It was funny. She acted as if this was the most normal thing in the world, while he was completely flustered!

After the guy left, I walked into the living room, and dropped the towel. My little guy stood at attention. Margret noticed it, and smiled. "I think I would rather have that, than pizza." She said.

"I thought you might like that slave. Get to work!"

When I was close to orgasm, I stopped her, "I have another topping for your pizza. Go get a slice."