Their World ch. 05
Randy and Monica were a little late coming home. They were supposed to be back by 6, but by 8 o'clock, they still hadn't returned.
I heard the car pull up at about a quarter to 9. I hurried up and assumed my position in front of the door on my knees.
When the front door swung open, my heart jumped into my throat when I saw that they weren't alone! Their friends Debbie and Ron were standing in the doorway looking at me with smirks on their faces!
I hated when Debbie and Ron would visit. That's when Monica and Randy would treat me the worst. They loved to show off for their friends, and everyone always had a high time humiliating me.
"Hello, slave," Monica said as they all entered the foyer. Her words were slurred; she'd obviously been drinking. "Did you miss us?"
I didn't get a chance to answer as Randy stepped in front of me. "What are you just kneeling there for with that stupid look on your face? Ask our friends if they'd like something to drink!"
I shuffled on my knees in front of Debbie and Ron. "Uh...would you like something to drink?" I asked them as respectfully as I could.
Debbie ordered a screwdriver and Ron wanted a beer. I took their orders as well as Monica and Randy's, then rushed to the kitchen to mix the drinks.
I returned with the tray, finding them all sitting in the living room. After I'd served the drinks, Debbie looked up at me.
"Hey, fatass, Monica tells me you're on a starvation diet. Well, you sure need it," she said, looking me up and down. "You need to shave a few pounds off that fat ass of yours!"
Everyone laughed at that one while I stood there red-faced.
Monica ordered me to kneel in the corner. The four of them carried on with their conversation, not saying a word to me unless it was to order another drink. I was ignored all night while the two couples played Trivial Pursuit. The game took about 2 hours. Finally, Debbie and Ron went home.
After they'd seen their guests out, Monica and Randy headed up the stairs to the bedroom. I cleaned up their mess, then hurried up to see if they needed anything.
Randy was in the shower while Monica sat on the edge of the bed painting her toenails. I approached her with my head down.
"Uh...I just wanted to remind you: tonight's Fashion Show Night."
"Oh, yeah, that's right," Monica said. "Go get all my new stuff and iron it."
I stood at the ironing board full of resentment as I ironed all Monica's new lingerie for the pleasure of her boyfriend. She was only going to wear one outfit, but I had to make sure all of them were properly ironed! But the extra work I had to do was of no consequence to either of them...
When Randy got out of the shower, I quickly cleaned up the bathroom, then went back into the bedroom.
"Are you ready for Fashion Show Night, honey?" Monica asked Randy.
"You bet! Let's see all that hot new lingerie you bought!"
Monica started walking toward the bathroom. "Get my outfits and follow me," she said to me.
I grabbed all the lingerie and followed Monica into the bathroom. She'd already thrown off her shorts and top, and was taking off her bra when I entered the room.
"Do the white one first," she said, referring to the new white teddy she'd bought last week.
I held it out for her, and she stepped into it. My hands trembled as I buttoned the snaps across the crotch. I could smell the faint scent of her inner secretions; I was so close...it was maddening!
She put on a pair of white pumps and disappeared back into the bedroom. I knelt in the adjoining bathroom and listened to Randy compliment her on her selection.
After a few minutes, she re-entered the bathroom. I helped her out of the white teddy and held out a purple silk kimino. Then she disappeared into the bedroom again.
We repeated this for about a half hour. Randy decided he liked the first thing he'd seen: the white teddy. I had to dress her in the teddy again. Then I followed her into the bedroom.
They didn't waste much time. Monica practically dove onto Randy and they began going at it like wildcats. I knelt at the foot of the bed submissively. I was used to this by now.
Not a word was said to me as my wife and her lover fucked like crazy. Finally, after about 20 minutes, Randy began pumping his load into Monica's sloppy pussy.
They both collapsed on the bed. Randy lit a post-coital cigarette, and passed it to Monica.
As she took a long, invigorating drag, she looked down at me. "Get up here and clean me out," she ordered.
I climbed onto the bed and began licking the globs of cum from her pussy. As I was licking her, Monica leaned to one side and released a loud fart. Randy busted up laughing.
"Can you smell it?" he asked me. Monica giggled.
I shook my head as I continued cleaning Randy's cum from my wife's vagina.
After she was clean, Randy announced that it was time for bed. "I'm beat," he said to no one in particular as he put his cigarette out.
Monica fluffed up her pillows as she addressed me. "Remember, you still have my car to wash. I let you slide because you've had a lot of work lately. But you damn well have it ready by the morning, you hear me?"
"Yes, mistress."
And so, as Randy and Monica drifted off to sleep, I trudged to the garage to begin washing Monica's car. I hoped I could finish by dawn - I knew I had a hard day ahead of me, and I prayed that I might get a few hours of sleep at least.
THE END
I heard the car pull up at about a quarter to 9. I hurried up and assumed my position in front of the door on my knees.
When the front door swung open, my heart jumped into my throat when I saw that they weren't alone! Their friends Debbie and Ron were standing in the doorway looking at me with smirks on their faces!
I hated when Debbie and Ron would visit. That's when Monica and Randy would treat me the worst. They loved to show off for their friends, and everyone always had a high time humiliating me.
"Hello, slave," Monica said as they all entered the foyer. Her words were slurred; she'd obviously been drinking. "Did you miss us?"
I didn't get a chance to answer as Randy stepped in front of me. "What are you just kneeling there for with that stupid look on your face? Ask our friends if they'd like something to drink!"
I shuffled on my knees in front of Debbie and Ron. "Uh...would you like something to drink?" I asked them as respectfully as I could.
Debbie ordered a screwdriver and Ron wanted a beer. I took their orders as well as Monica and Randy's, then rushed to the kitchen to mix the drinks.
I returned with the tray, finding them all sitting in the living room. After I'd served the drinks, Debbie looked up at me.
"Hey, fatass, Monica tells me you're on a starvation diet. Well, you sure need it," she said, looking me up and down. "You need to shave a few pounds off that fat ass of yours!"
Everyone laughed at that one while I stood there red-faced.
Monica ordered me to kneel in the corner. The four of them carried on with their conversation, not saying a word to me unless it was to order another drink. I was ignored all night while the two couples played Trivial Pursuit. The game took about 2 hours. Finally, Debbie and Ron went home.
After they'd seen their guests out, Monica and Randy headed up the stairs to the bedroom. I cleaned up their mess, then hurried up to see if they needed anything.
Randy was in the shower while Monica sat on the edge of the bed painting her toenails. I approached her with my head down.
"Uh...I just wanted to remind you: tonight's Fashion Show Night."
"Oh, yeah, that's right," Monica said. "Go get all my new stuff and iron it."
I stood at the ironing board full of resentment as I ironed all Monica's new lingerie for the pleasure of her boyfriend. She was only going to wear one outfit, but I had to make sure all of them were properly ironed! But the extra work I had to do was of no consequence to either of them...
When Randy got out of the shower, I quickly cleaned up the bathroom, then went back into the bedroom.
"Are you ready for Fashion Show Night, honey?" Monica asked Randy.
"You bet! Let's see all that hot new lingerie you bought!"
Monica started walking toward the bathroom. "Get my outfits and follow me," she said to me.
I grabbed all the lingerie and followed Monica into the bathroom. She'd already thrown off her shorts and top, and was taking off her bra when I entered the room.
"Do the white one first," she said, referring to the new white teddy she'd bought last week.
I held it out for her, and she stepped into it. My hands trembled as I buttoned the snaps across the crotch. I could smell the faint scent of her inner secretions; I was so close...it was maddening!
She put on a pair of white pumps and disappeared back into the bedroom. I knelt in the adjoining bathroom and listened to Randy compliment her on her selection.
After a few minutes, she re-entered the bathroom. I helped her out of the white teddy and held out a purple silk kimino. Then she disappeared into the bedroom again.
We repeated this for about a half hour. Randy decided he liked the first thing he'd seen: the white teddy. I had to dress her in the teddy again. Then I followed her into the bedroom.
They didn't waste much time. Monica practically dove onto Randy and they began going at it like wildcats. I knelt at the foot of the bed submissively. I was used to this by now.
Not a word was said to me as my wife and her lover fucked like crazy. Finally, after about 20 minutes, Randy began pumping his load into Monica's sloppy pussy.
They both collapsed on the bed. Randy lit a post-coital cigarette, and passed it to Monica.
As she took a long, invigorating drag, she looked down at me. "Get up here and clean me out," she ordered.
I climbed onto the bed and began licking the globs of cum from her pussy. As I was licking her, Monica leaned to one side and released a loud fart. Randy busted up laughing.
"Can you smell it?" he asked me. Monica giggled.
I shook my head as I continued cleaning Randy's cum from my wife's vagina.
After she was clean, Randy announced that it was time for bed. "I'm beat," he said to no one in particular as he put his cigarette out.
Monica fluffed up her pillows as she addressed me. "Remember, you still have my car to wash. I let you slide because you've had a lot of work lately. But you damn well have it ready by the morning, you hear me?"
"Yes, mistress."
And so, as Randy and Monica drifted off to sleep, I trudged to the garage to begin washing Monica's car. I hoped I could finish by dawn - I knew I had a hard day ahead of me, and I prayed that I might get a few hours of sleep at least.
THE END
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