Wife Asserts
Herself Part I
Life had been good to us up to now, married
3 years, good jobs and all that went with them. So far we
had no children but our sex life was good and still in the
honeymoon phase with us shagging about 4 times a week. It
also included experimentation, with my wife Sandy willing
to dress up and role-play on a regular basis if I asked. Sandy
has never been a prude, always willing to show off her 38D
29 36 figure to its best advantages in short skirts and tie
tops, even going knickerless in the summer months and boots
in the winter. On several occasions I have caught her bending
over a little too far and showing her bosom to the waiter
or pump attendant or openly flirting with the postman and
guy next door. The only thing I felt lacking was her wiliness
to dominate me and lead the way in bed; or anywhere else.
One day I came home to find Sandy sitting in the chair watching
T.V. she usually got home after me, she’d been crying
and her eyes were still puffy. Putting my arms around her
I gave her a cuddle before asking what was wrong. It appeared
that the company she worked for had been taken over and some
people were going to be made redundant. She had already been
warned that the advertising dept, where she worked, was high
on the list to go but said that she had been summoned to the
Director’s office the following morning. She was to
give a presentation on how they where going to sell the next
product, it would be then decided on who would keep their
jobs. Now Sandy hadn’t been in the dept long and so
thought the others stood a far better chance especially as
all the top people in the new company were men. Wishing to
help her I asked what the product was that she had to sell,
but was taken back when she said panties. It turned out that
the new company sold lingerie. At first I didn’t see
what the problem was, her company sold clothes and she had
some good ideas but then she pulled it out of her handbag.
A lacy pair of French panties was thrust into my hands and
she burst into tears again. Slowly I held them up, black baggy
and very sexy French panties unfolded in front of me, then
I noticed the crotch; it was slashed open! For the next 2
hours we racked our brains to try and come up with an original
marketing plan. Finally we decided upon a gimmick were dogs
would wear the panties and get frisky together while in the
park; not a great idea I have to admit. We decided to call
it a night and went upstairs. As I followed Sandy her ass
wiggled in front of me as one by one she climbed the stairs,
my cock began to stiffen as I slid my hand up the inside of
her left thigh, I said if all else failed she could always
wear them and seduce the Directors.
In the morning I left for work first as usual,
we hadn’t had sex the night before as she said she wanted
to be fresh for the presentation. Around 4pm Sandy rang me
at work, she said that the presentation had gone very well
but they wanted to see more of it later, she would be late
home. I went home with a Chinese take-away. Around 9pm I was
getting anxious but then the phone rang, it was Sandy. They
still weren’t convinced and wanted more proof so she
said not to wait up, I asked where she was only to hear her
say that they had gone back to their hotel to finish off in
comfort. She then said that she might have to take them out
on the town to try and seal the deal; it could be a very late
night. Later I went to bed, my mind thinking through what
more could they possibly need to see while my full balls ached
from the night before. Just after1am the phone rang again,
I was in the middle of a wank and jumped up flushed, Sandy
said she was all right and that her job would be safe; then
she said she’d see me in the morning. Before I could
ask her what was going on she was gone from the phone, but
before it was hung up I could here her in the background giggling
and telling somebody to stop it – the line went dead.

6:30am and I was wide-awake reaching across the bed for
Sandy, only she wasn’t there, in fact 10am arrived
and went. Finally at 10:15 she walked in through the front
door, my worry turned to anger and I asked her where the
hell she’d been. “Shut up and follow me,”
she said walking straight past and up the stairs. As she
went before me I looked up and for the first time took
notice of what she was wearing, a white blouse under her
black jacket, a short black skirt and just a glimpse of
lacy stocking top as she climbed each step. In the bedroom
she sat on the bed and kicked off her ‘fuck me pumps’,
4”black patent leather heels, before flopping back
her skirt rising up again. Her arms went up above her
head and the blouse pulled tight to reveal her braless
nipples trying to push through the material, her makeup
was freshly applied. Stunned I tried to speak only again
to be told to shut up and listen, she and taken my advice
and now her job was not only safe but she had been promoted
to the manager of the advertising dept. What fucking advice
I asked? To seduce the Directors of course silly she replied.
I just stood there lost for words as she lay back on the
bed, her skirt rising higher and bite marks on her breast
showing through. She said that I shouldn’t be too
shocked, I’d always wanted her to take a dominant
role and the other day she’d found my porno mags,
the ones about a husband watching his wife with another
man; cockold she thought it was called. She looked at
me and smiled, “now kneel and lick my pussy,”
she said. Slowly I sank to by knees and without uttering
a word moved between her now open thighs. Starting at
her knees my hands slid along her sheer stockings; up
over the lacy top and onto her creamy thighs, slowly I
pushed her skirt higher as she lifted her bum off the
bed. Suddenly there they where, the black French panties
that had started all this; the crotch slit wide open and
her pussy nestled between. Her pussy lips where wide open
and all puffed up, her mound had been shaved completely
bare but wasn’t smooth, something had dried rough
on it. Finally as her breathing grew faster I touched
her clit, it stood erect and as I did so she squeezed
her cunt, milky white fluid seeped out on to the bed!
“I said lick me, now” she demanded grabbing
my hair and forcing my face into her. Slowly I began to
lap at her leaking cunt, urged on by her words and hair
pulling. Ten minutes later she came, her pussy going into
spasm forcing out the final few drops of another mans
spunk, she told me to go to work, she wanted to sleep
and would talk to me later.

Later after a very poor day at the office I pulled into
the driveway at home, Sandy’s car was now parked
there; she must have taken a taxi home this morning. Inside
the door I called out to her, she replied from the bathroom
that I should wait in the bedroom for her. Sat on the
edge of the bed I waited for her, the water stopped running
and she walked in wrapped in a large bath towel. Quickly
I stood up and in a raised voice asked her what the fuck
was going on; she looked at me. “Sit down”
she said quietly but in the same commanding voice she
had this morning. She said she had taken my advice on
the presentation and that it was a great success, in fact
she was going to have to work tonight as they had some
more items that needed her urgent attention. Again I asked
what advice, to be told that she had worn the panties
and seduced the Directors – no she had fucked them
senseless! Then she stood up and let the towel fall, her
pubes had been shaved off, her nipples were large and
had love bites around them and her belly button had been
pierced. Then she took out some bright red underwear out
a bag on the bed, as she put it on my mind began to race.
The bra was only a quarter cup, pushing up her firm 38D
breasts so that the nipples stood out over the top pointing
straight at me. The panties were less than an inch wide,
the g-string back cutting up between her ass cheeks to
disappear, the front splitting open the labia of her now
bare peach. “Umm, how do you think I could market
these” she said with a smile. As she started to
side into the tightest pair of velvet trousers I told
her she wasn’t going out dressed like that! Quickly
she spun round and knocked me onto the bed, “I’ll
fucking do what I like and you know you love it, besides
if you’re good I might let you fuck me as well”
she said. Then she sipped her jacket on, no blouse or
anything, it only just covered her nipples. “Don’t
wait up and no wanking, see you later” she cried
as she flew down the stairs and out of the front door.
Looking out of the bedroom window I expected her to climb
into a taxi, only she didn’t. She kissed the man
full on the lips, his hands running over her bum down
onto her legs before slowly working their way back up
again, only this time between her thighs. Finally he opened
the rear door and as she climbed in I saw what looked
like two others sat in the back seat. Off they drove to
god knows where. That night I couldn’t sleep, my
hard on stiff between my legs and her words echoing round
my head “I might let you fuck me as well, don’t
wait up and no wanking”.
Dawn didn’t come quick enough, the
sun rising over the trees at 4:30, but still no sign of
Sandy. As I stood over the toilet trying to piss, my erection
choking the flow, I heard a car pull up in the driveway.
Diving over the bed to look out of the window I recognised
it as the one she’d left in. Sandy finally emerged
from the back seat; only she didn’t enter the house
alone. Downstairs I could hear her talking to the driver,
her voice was husky and rather sexy mixed in with her giggles.
She gave a small squeal and I heard them start to come up
the stairs, about half way up the footsteps stopped and
again I heard a little squeal from my wife. Finally they
continued and the bedroom door opened. Sandy stood there,
her panties in her left hand, a smile on her face and his
cock in her right. “This is Domonic” she said,
he had driven her home after she had shown the Directors
the new range of underwear and how they would market it,
the only problem was he wasn’t in the meeting and
so didn’t know the game plan; she had offered to show
him. “Go and get some drinks for us, there’s
a doll” she said in that dominant tone she’d
used yesterday. As I left the bedroom he knelt in front
of her and slowly began to peel off her trousers, she flicked
the door closed behind me. It took me about ten minutes
to assemble a small tray, 3 glasses, vodka, whiskey and
a bottle of rum with a small bowl of ice, finally I was
ready to return upstairs. Step by step as I grew closer
to the bedroom door my cock stiffened, I could hear Sandy’s
sexual moaning coming from inside. I couldn’t open
the door and so decided to tap on it with my foot, Sandy
said to wait! Finally her moaning grew louder and louder
until the unmistakable sound of her climax hit me, Dominic
opened the door and stood back to let me in; he was wiping
something from his face as I passed. Inside Sandy just layback
on the bed, her legs wide open and her knees pulled up.
The front of her jacket was open and her nipples standing
out like, glistening in the light from the cum that had
dried over them. She looked up and told me to stand at the
side of the bed, to hold the tray so that they could reach
and most of all not to speak; if I did I would have to wait
outside. Dominic by now was removing his clothes, first
his shirt then trousers, he didn’t wear underpants,
besides his cock was already sticking out like a huge flagpole.
Finally he poured them both a shot of vodka as he sat on
the end of the bed, directly between her open legs. Sandy
said that now he had warmed her up she wanted to close the
deal; she rolled over and pushed her bottom up in the air.
Flashing me a huge grin he moved further up and behind her,
his hands ran over her bum and gripped her thighs, his cock
at the entrance to her pussy. “Umm now show my wimp
of a husband how to fuck a woman properly,” she said,
reaching back to guide his cock into her. Inch by inch he
pushed it in, at first I didn’t think she would be
able to take it all but the tonguing he had given her earlier
seemed to work and soon his balls bottomed out. Reaching
forward he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head backwards,
she let out a low grunt as her back arched and his cock
sunk that extra half-inch. Finally he began to move, slowly
at first but as she egged him on quicker and quicker. Several
long minutes later she howled, her climax shooting though
her body, his ass muscles tensed and his seed filled her
cunt. Slowly he pulled out, long strands of cum linked the
two of them as she began to turn round eventually to face
him. Opening her mouth she stuck out her tongue and licked
the milky liquid from him, sucked him in whole, nearly down
to his balls. Afterwards Sandy lay back and looked at me
“What’s the matter, I thought you liked this
sort of thing” she said, “Not that it matters,
because from now on you will do as I say or you can fuck
off back to mommy. I know the true meaning of being fucked
and if you want any you will have to learn to obey me”.
With that she lay back and again opened her legs, “Now
get here and clean me up” she said pointing to her
pussy. I put the tray down and crawled on to the bed between
her thighs, cum ran out of her swollen crack and down onto
the sheets as slowly I went down on her. The taste was different
to mine, sweet and lots more; she held my head between her
knees as I lapped away. Later they pushed me out of the
bedroom and closed the door, throughout the night I sat
outside listening to her moans as he fucked her over and
over; it was 7:30 before she called me in again to clean
up after him.

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