My wife was watching, when I was pulling off my clothes. She quietly buckled my hand wrists into the handcuffs when I put my hands on my back. Then she didn’t say anything, grabbed my cock with her hand and pulled me into the bedroom through the whole house.
Standing on her knees on the foot-edge of bed, she brought together my ankles and bandaged my hands with special leather belt that was having metal chain elements and was fixed to the bed’s metal stands. Then the next step of tying me up was revealing metal handcuffs and replacing them with leather-made ones, which were also connected to the top of bed. After she checked out whether properly I was bandaged, she take her brush out of her vanity and started brushing hairs.
Keeping my eyes on her, I started thinking how did get into this condition of particular sexual life. I and my life are married already for three years, and every day of our happy living together, we were spending all the night hugging and discovering each other. Our sexual acts were occurring occasionally, but I think that she is quite satisfied with that. But seems like, I was wrong.
She always was behaving calmed and acting with patience to me, always trying to express her wishes through showing or telling something, but unfortunately my efforts weren’t fulfilling her needs. Finally I decided to tease her patience for one more time, but she banned me from our bedroom and asked me to leave to the bedroom where usually we place our guest. I was hurt, but still I tried to get some attention back from her again though my messages. She was so damn angry and insistent to sleep apart in different bedrooms.
There was a night when I was laying in the bed and wondering to glue back again our relationships, she entered the bedroom. I tried to grab her hand pull her on to the bed, but unfortunately I was pushed away and warned that I touch her again without her permission, then she will break up our marriage. With commanding and strong voice she required me to stand up and pull of my clothes. Being afraid that I might lose her, without any argument I fulfill her order. Once all the clothes were off and my body was naked, she put my hands on my back and locked them with handcuffs. And then by pulling my cock she led me to our bedroom.
She wanted me to stand at the at foot of our bed and keep watching the way she lies on the bed and pushes vibrator into her kitty, trying to get some pleasure. Since several months this was first time when I had seen my wife naked again, especially moaning and writhing that was arousing me. That’s why I tried to rub my cock on the smooth and wooden bedrail, but it wasn’t pleasing at all because there wasn’t enough friction to enjoy.
She placed her hairbrush after getting proper hair styling on the top of glass vanity, trying to attract my attention her. Surprisingly, but I was watching how my wife is putting on makeup, because I have seen that before, which make me wonder about her plans for tonight.
Somehow I tried to shift my body from one foot to another; however leather belts didn’t allowed me to move much. Though these were much better and comfortable than steel handcuffs, I was kept in that position for several hours longer, than I suppose to be.
When she was putting on last elements of her makeup, I was rethinking again about the way she pulled me into the bedroom, the way she was lying on the bed and using her hands and toys for getting multiple orgasms, while I was rubbing my cock against the wooden bedrail. I know that she tried to tell and demonstrate me that I had the same chances and opportunities for delivering orgasms to her, but inability of getting close to her was my own fault. I couldn’t understand whether she was enjoying my useless efforts of getting closer to her or that opportunity she was using to humiliate and disgrace me.
Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by the door bell, which made her hurry to finish her makeup and rush downstairs. I had a little hope that she won’t leave for a long time, but something was telling me that it might take a while.
When my wife came back, she was holding hands of another man whom she was leading into our bedroom. I was always suspecting that there is a probability that she is having a lover, but since that moment I was definitely sure in that. I saw how that man hugged her tenderly and his hands were on her body. Suddenly their lips joined in a kiss, while their hands were running all over the bodies of each other, tenderly touching and hugging all the humps.
He dared to slowly pull of her clothes and after her body was nude, my wife dropped herself on the bed and watched him stripping. His arms took my wife and pulled her into the bed, where they were lying together in contact through sot kisses and tender hugs.
Slightly rising her body of the bed, she lovely lady stood on her all her fours right in front of me, so her warm desperate breathing was teasing my chest. Her lover knelt behind her ass and gently pushed his hardened pecker into her moistening pussy that was waiting for that. Trembling of her beautiful body and satisfaction in her face expression showed me how much pleasure and joy she was getting at that moment.
Without waiting even for a second I rubbed my cock against the wooden bedrail located at the bed foot in the same time as her lover was rubbing his penis against her pussy. Though being little envious and greedy about happening, I was happy to see my wife satisfied while my ineffective efforts were demonstrated in front of both of them.
