LADIES IN LEATHER GLOVES

My Fantasy

Part 7

I couldn’t say anything as we walked towards the car.  My wife stopped at the end of the walkway and teetered on her high heels and said, “Wow, maybe I’ve had one to many glasses of wine”.  This wasn’t good because when my wife drinks she becomes much more sexually aggressive.  She giggled as I helped her across the parking lot to the car.  I opened the door and Jason slid across.  I then held my wife’s kid gloved hand to help her in.  She abruptly pulled me away from the car and began to whisper in my ear, “tonight could be a great night for you gloveboy, are you up for it?”  She was so close I could feel her hot breath in my ear which really excited me.  I replied that I was and then the following transpired.

Ms. Jamie:  “Do you love your Mistress gloveboy?”

Me:  “Yes, of course I do Ms. Jamie”. Sounding both excited and hurt at the same time.

Ms. Jamie:  “I’m really in the mood to be very severe; do you think you can take it?”

Me:  Remembering Mistress Linda’s last words to me I said, “Yes, I really want you to be happy.

Ms. Jamie:  “Good.  Then get ready for me to be really happy!”

She then ran her tongue around the outer rim of my ear which made my stomach tingle with anticipation.  I then got to her perfect body wrapped in shinny black leather walk to the car and get in.  I quickly followed and closed the door, walked around and got in the driver’s seat.

My wife was all over Jason.  As we drove out of the parking lot my wife took control.

Ms. Jamie:  “Take out you cock Jason”.  Immediately I heard the sound of unzipping.  “Oh no!  Your cock is beat red.  You know I’ve heard that if you rub a cock with kid leather gloves it sometimes will go back to normal.  Let’s see if it works”.  I could now here the sound of my wife vigorously working his cock.  “Oh no, it doesn’t seem to be working, it got bigger and darker red.  Gloveboy, do think if I rub his cock harder it would go down?”

Me:  “Eventually: I meekly replied.

Ms. Jamie:  After a loud drunken giggle she stated with mock baby talk.  “Awe, poor gloveboy, can’t watch his wife cheating on him.  Poor baby.  Should I use my kid leather gloves to make him come gloveboy?”

Me:  “No” I said meekly.

Ms. Jamie:  “Why not gloveboy?” she now demanded in her most severe voice.

Me:  In my meekest voice I replied, “because he needs to be teased even more Ms. Jamie?”

Ms. Jamie:  “No!  Tell me I why I shouldn’t make him come gloveboy!

Me:  “Because I’d like to watch you finish him Ms. Jamie.

Ms. Jamie:  “That’s what I thought” she said triumphantly.  Now doesn’t it feel better to tell the truth gloveboy?”

Me:  Yes Ms. Jamie I don’t know why I try to hide things you already know from you.

Ms. Jamie:  “Yes, neither do I.  Would you like to go to your room when you get home or would you like to see more gloveboy?”

Me:  If it doesn’t bother you too much I’d like to still be involved even it’s just to watch Ms. Jamie.

Ms. Jamie:  “Oh you’ll be involved gloveboy, you’ll be involved.”

Her voice sounded very severe, almost mean spirited as it tapered off.  I spent the remainder of the drive home listening to my leather clad wife tease and torment her boyfriend.

Finally we arrived home.  My wife told me to wait in the car for 5 minutes and then come to the rear porch of our house.  As I waited I couldn’t help but wonder why the rear porch.  It was winter and the rear porch is all closed off with boards over the windows.  Most of the furniture had been brought in for the winter.  It was almost completely empty.  Well, I guess I was going to find out.

After 5 minutes I went to the rear porch.  My wife was still fully clothed in her black leather coat boots and gloves.  Jason however, was naked except for the mask that again covered his eyes and ears.  Although it wasn’t as cold as it was outside, it was still cold in the room.  Regardless of the temperature Jason’s hard on was at full attention.  My wife leaned forward and places her outstretched gloves on the rear of a cushioned chair and said:

Ms. Jamie:  “If you would like to stay you’ll need to help”. 

Me:  “Yes Ms. Jamie how can I help?”

Ms. Jamie:  “Move my coat up onto my hips.”  As I did the length of the coat fell to her right side exposing the black leather skirt.  “Raise my skirt gloveboy” As I did it revealed the top of her seemed stockings and then her bare ass.  Of course, no panties.  When she was fully exposed she reached back with her left glove and guided Jason behind her.  His bobbing cock touched her ass and he knew exactly what to do.  As I held the coat and skirt he proceeded to pound my wife from the rear.  She came almost immediately.  “Kiss me gloveboy”.  Without dropping the coat I poked my face around and my wife kissed me more passionately than she ever had before.  It was incredibly exciting.  As we kissed she rocked back and forth with each thrust.  Jason was pumping so hard that it caused a loud slapping noise to echo through the empty porch.  For ten full minutes Jason continued to pound my wife from the rear as we kissed and she rocked with each thrust.  We stopped kissing periodically for my wife to close her eyes and fully concentrate on the four orgasms she had.

She finally reached back at tapped Jason signaling him to stop.  He did and immediately took two steps back.  My wife didn’t move for about a minute.  She just continued to lean on the chair with her eyes closed and take deep breaths.  When she finally did open her eyes she just pointed her kid covered long nail to a towel that I just realized was on the chair.  This was very well planned I thought to myself.  My wife then said “wipe me”.  “Yes Ms. Jamie” I replied.  I made sure that her coat stayed draped over her side and the skirt stayed high on her hips.  I moved to her rear and began to wipe the juices from her inner thighs and vagina.  As I did I thought how great it would be to get to do what Jason did.  As I fantasized my wife abruptly stood and the coat fell off her hips.  “Fix this gloveboy” she said.  As I maneuvered to her front she put her gloves on her hips taking a very severe stance as I unbuttoned her coat.  As the coat fell open I could see the red blouse.  I set the towel on the chair and knelt in front of her.  As I began to pull her skirt down I could only marvel at her sexual power.  A power that effortlessly now had complete control over me.  As I buttoned her coat I felt a calm come over me.  I realized now I was ready to submit completely to her.

As I stood up she said “Take off your clothes gloveboy”.  As I began to take off my coat the small gift box fell to the floor.

Ms. Jamie:  “What’s that gloveboy”

Me:  “Uhhh.”

Ms. Jamie:  “Is that a gift for me, oh you know how I love that”

Me:  “Yes Ms. Jamie” I said handing her the box.

She held the box in her right glove as though admiring the small bow and wrapping paper as I finished removing my clothes.  With her left glove she handed Jason the towel and he began to dry off.

My wife then teetered over to the chair, sat down and seductively crossed her legs.  She unconsciously moved her crossed leg causing her gorgeous boot to bob up and down.  I stood memorized as I watched her gloves open the present. 

Ms. Jamie:  “Oh gloveboy I love them”.  She held up the ring and realized it was quite large.  “Are these the right size?”

Me:  “Yes Ms. Jamie their bigger so you can wear them over your gloves.”

Ms. Jamie:  “Oh aren’t you a cleaver gloveboy.  This will definitely get you extra points.  I am very pleased.

Out of nowhere my wife completely turned the tables on me.  After my session with Mistress Linda I knew my wife was going to humiliate me into submitting to her.  I was ready and willing to do so, but again I underestimated her diabolical plan.  And then in an incredible turn of events, the tide was turned again.

Ms. Jamie:  “Kneel in front of me gloveboy.”

Me:  “Yes Ms. Jamie.”  I knelt in front of her taking in the intoxicating smell of all the leather.

Ms. Jamie:  “And now I have a gift for you”.

Me:  “A gift for me?”

Ms. Jamie:  “Yes, but it has a condition that goes along with accepting it.”

Me:  “I understand Ms. Jamie.”

Ms. Jamie:  “You think you do, do you” she said with a have drunken giggle which kind of scared me.  “Look under the chair”

I looked under the char and found a white glove box!  I began shaking I was so excites and nervous.  I handed the box to my wife submissively which I could tell pleased her.  She slowly opened the box revealing a beautiful pair of gloves.  They weren’t long but they were shinny and pretty.

Ms. Jamie:  “Do you like what you see gloveboy?”

Me:  “Yes Ms. Jamie very much.”

Ms. Jamie:  “Would you like these to be your “honey do” gloves?”

Me:  “Yes very much so Ms. Jamie”.

Ms. Jamie:  “Gloveboy, these are 4-button length leather gloves.  They’re not kid leather mind you but they are high quality.  These can be your new “honey do” gloves if you agree to completely submit to me.  A complete lifestyle change for both of us.  When we are with family, old friends, or anyone we knew before this point in our lives we will still be the same old husband and wife they all have grown to love, but when we are alone or with our “new friends” we would live as Ms. Jamie and gloveboy, dominant wife and sexual assistant.

Me:  “Is that the condition?” I said in a frightened voice.”

Ms. Jamie:  “No, the condition is that there can be no conditions on my behavior, sexual or otherwise, but any condition I want applies to you.  In other words I do whatever I want and you not only support it, you strongly encourage it.”

I now realized how much I craved the brutal nonchalant humiliation that she was delivering and how it excited me beyond my wildest dreams.  I could not look her in the eyes.  My gaze was focused on her boots.  While my chin rested on my chest I asked, “Will you keep humiliating me too”?  She raised her glove placing her index finger under my chin and extending her thumb over my lips.  Her long nail was touching my nose.  Raising my head she gazed into my eyes and said, “Do you want me to gloveboy?”  I quietly responded, “Yes Ms. Jamie”.  She then squeezed her thumb and index finger together saying, “then tonight is only the beginning.  I promise it will be a big part of your life from this day forward.  Well, do you submit to me without question?”  “Yes”, I meekly responded.  “What?” she snapped.  “Yes, Yes!” I blurted out.  “Good!”, she said.