Maggie continues spanking me (Jim), knowing he secretly enjoys it, but she doesn't tell him that she knows ...
POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy. I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish. You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly tell him what I want.
POOF!
The alarm went off.
I got up and starting dressing for work.
She said, "Hold on... take off your briefs. Get on the bed, face down and ass up."
I did and
She stopped and said, "Okay finish dressing, I'll make coffee."
That afternoon, home from work...
I stripped, showered, dried, put on fresh briefs, and stood in front of the balcony door.
Shortly, she arrived home ... changed her shoes.... poured a cold soda and sat at her computer desk.
Her thoughts: I really love this Strict Wife role I'm playing. I wonder if he'll EVER rebel against it.
My thoughts: I love this Strict Wife persona that Maggie has adopted. I hope she never stops it.
She got up and said, "Turn and face me."
I did and saw the big nasty paddle in her hand.
"Briefs off ... kneel on the table there."
I did and
She stopped and said, "Done. Get your briefs on, let's get dinner going."
After eating and cleaning up, we sat in the living room, reading and watching t.v.
Along with a very sore bottom, I was sitting on pins and needles, wondering if I was going to get a bedtime spanking.
My thoughts: My bottom really hurts. I don't WANT a bedtime spanking, but ... I'm getting aroused just thinking about it.
Her thoughts: No bedtime spanking for him tonight. His butt looked REALLY sore. But I do have a bit of a surprise in store...after he gives me oral pleasure, I'll give him a hand job to a ruined orgasm, which'll drain his balls but leave him wound up....
She stood up and said, "I'm going to get ready for bed. When I call for you, you'd best come in to join me."
"Yes, dear," I said quietly.
After a bit, she called out, "Jim, come to bed."
I turned out the lights, and went into the bedroom.
She was naked, on her back, on the bed, and said, "Get down here and make me cum with your tongue."
I started to take my briefs off, and she snapped, "I DID not say to take those off."
I stopped and got on the bed...
and as my tongue went to work, she came, several times.
She pushed my head up, and said, "Lay down next to me."
Then
"I've decided ... you've made me wait so long to have sex ... while I KNOW you've been masturbating, and I've been doing without ... that now, YOU are going to have to wait for sex ... until I say otherwise ... while you continue to pleasure me orally, whenever I say so. Understand?"
"Yes, dear," I said, quietly.
"However, I see from that tent in your tighty whites that you are very aroused, so ... I'll give you a hand with that. Pull your briefs down ... get on your back ... and put your hands behind your head."
Her right hand went to my hard penis, stroking it, as I gasped, and at the point of no return, when I could feel the surging beginning, she let go.
She smiled and said, "There that should help. Good night, dear."
She rolled over onto her left side, and went to sleep.
"Good night," I said quietly, as I rose to clean up my mess.
Then I pulled my briefs up, and still horny, tried to go to sleep.
Her thoughts: I wonder how many times I do that until he starts masturbating again .. and then what do I do?
His thoughts: Ohmigawd that was unfulfilling. I really want to tug one off, but I know ... I shouldn't.
To Be Continued: Maggie and Jim Friday
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