LADIES IN LEATHER GLOVES

My Fantasy

Part Eight

“Well, change my gloves then”, she said with feigned impatience as she extended her hands forward.  I carefully began pulling the gloves from her hands one at a time.  Once they were off I made sure they were properly placed together and laid them flat on my wife’s right thigh.  I then pulled the right 4-button length glove from the box and carefully held the opening up to her right hand.  Her hand glided into the glove.  I gently pulled back the sleeve of her coat and pulled the shaft of the glove over the red blouse.  I then repeated the process for the left glove.  She instinctively intertwined her fingers and tightened the leather over her long nails.  “How do they look gloveboy?” she inquired displaying the back of her left glove and the front of the right.  It was quite obvious that they were good gloves but they did not have the extra finger room to accommodate her long nails like her more expensive kid leather gloves.  Much like the other “honey do” gloves her nails distorted the look as the glove’s palms were part of the way up the fingers and the wrists partially on the palm.  I loved that look, and my wife knew it.  She then picked up the gift box with her left glove and I removed one of the bracelets and slipped it over her wrist.  I then removed the ring and pushed it over her thumb.  This distorted the fit even further by stretching the leather even tighter over her long thumb nail.  I was very excited at the thought of being brought off by my wife wearing the pristine gloves with the new jewelry.

Ms. Jamie:  “Very good gloveboy, you’re getting proficient at assisting me very quickly.  I also like the way you show the proper respect while handling my gloves.”

Me:  “Thank you Ms. Jamie.

I then picked up the second bracelet and attempted to place it on her left wrist.  But she quickly scolded me, telling me to put both bracelets on her “jacking glove”.  She allowed me to look at the magnificent glove in all it’s splendor for about 30 seconds.  During that time she laughed drunkenly and moved her fingers and hand while she allowed me to gawk admiringly. 

My wife then nonchalantly dispatched me to get her a glass of wine.  I quickly complied but while I fumbled with the bottle I could only franticly wonder if she was doing Jason with “my” new gloves.  I hurried back to the porch and was relieved to find that she was still seated a safe distance away from Jason who was still quite hard and obviously waiting patiently for his release.  Would I get to come first I wondered?  I handed my wife the wine and she gulped down half the glass, obviously trying to maintain her euphoric state.

Ms. Jamie:  “I am now going to test your submissiveness gloveboy.  But I’m sure you’ll do the right thing and please me.”

Me:  “Yes, Ms. Jamie”.  I said in my most submissive voice making my wife break out in a drunken giggle.

Ms. Jamie:  “Who should feel these pretty gloves first, my well hung boyfriend or my lowly sexual assistant? 

I completely understood where she was headed.  If I was truly submissive her boyfriend should receive her favors before me, if I even received them at all. 

Ms. Jamie:  “Well?” She asked mockingly.

Me:  “I think it should be your boyfriend” I said begrudgingly.  But she continued to press.

Ms. Jamie:  “That’s right gloveboy, but why do you think that?” grinding the words into my broken psyche. 

Me:  “Ms. Jamie, please forgive me if I’m wrong” I said as I started to choke up, “but I thought I was only allowed to participate in a service capacity, not as a real participant.  So I think only you can choose who you touch and when.

Ms. Jamie:  “That’s a very good answer gloveboy, but I thought you’d be much more creative in your response, not just repeating the words from my letter.”

Me:  “Well, I think a sexual dominant such as you should not be concerned about my sexual release.  I think this new relationship we have is based on only what you want and nothing to do with my needs”.

Ms. Jamie:  “Now that’s the kind of answer I expect.  I’d like to explore your sexual dominant comment a little later too.”  She quickly drank the rest of the wine and handed me the glass which I set on the floor. She then reached into her pocket coat pocket and took out a piece of gum and handed it to me.  I unwrapped the gum and put it to her open mouth leaving the wrapper next to the empty wine glass.

With that she stood up and tightened her right glove.  She then took her place at the right side of Jason and wrapper her left arm around his waste.  She beckoned me to come to her which I quickly did.  She told me to kneel down.  As I did I kind of hugged her right leg and boot in a very submissive position.  I was very excited that my wife did not object to me touching her.  She then wrapped her arm around my head bringing the fingers of the glove under my nose.  I inhaled deeply taking in the smell of the leather and could feel the cold metal bracelets on my face.  She looked at me and smiled.  I then watched as she reached out and picked up his cock with her glove.  She wrapped the thumb over the top of shaft and slowly began to work it from base to head.  Her motion was smooth and deliberate as her glove glided over the cock, seeming to barely touch it.  After about twenty good pumps she released him and brought her arm around my head bringing the glove under my nose again.  She now lightly covered my nose and mouth leaving me no choice but to inhale the scent from the leather glove.  This time however, I could detect the faint smell of my wife’s juices which had rubbed off from his cock.  This brought on a new level of excitement.  Unconsciously I picked up my own cock and began to masturbate.  “Stop that” she snapped, “You’ll get your chance soon enough.”  Soon enough, I thought.  My guess was that it had been close to six hours since I had release with really no indication of when that may be.  She then went back to jacking his cock again but had to stop after several strokes.  You could see the signs of an approaching orgasm every time her glove engaged him until finally he had just had enough.

My wife then guided him over to the chair and directed him to sit down, unconcerned about leaving me kneeling across the room.  Once he was situated she told me to come around and stand opposite her.  Jason now sat between us.  I felt so exposed with my hard on extending forward.  My wife then reached down and basically began to pet his cock and stopped when he began to tense up. 

Unexpectedly she reached across and began to jack me!  The new gloves felt wonderful.  The cold night air ensured that my cock was smooth and dry allowing her glove to gently glide as she pushed and pulled.  This was completely unexpected.  I watched in stunned silence and quickly began to tense up for what undoubtedly would be the most intense orgasm of my entire life.  But it was not to be as my wife dropped me before I reached the point of no return.  She went back to petting Jason, but this time the outcome would be different.  She was chewing the gum in her open mouth causing a snapping sound.  The bracelets clanked together as her arm moved back and forth while her glove provided just the right amount of pressure.  Jason’s face contorted as his legs tensed and pushed up showing the unmistakable signs of an intense orgasm.

The sperm shot from his cock again and again as my wife’s glove glided over it.  The gum continued to snap in her mouth as if this was all very routine.  She was only rubbing with the middle part of her fingers now which caused her thumbnail, contorted by the ring, to rise higher than the rest of her hand, causing even more exaggeration of the long nail through the glove.  It was an incredible scene.  I watched her slow her pace to properly end his ejaculation.  Even after she stopped rubbing she continued to provide enough pressure so his cock could properly contract as it deflated.

When she removed the glove from his cock she finally looked me and said, “Jason is leaving now, go to your room and wait for me.  And gloveboy, no touching yourself.  Leave that to me.  I’m very pleased at how quickly you’ve taken to your new position in life and tonight I’m going to show you how appreciative I can be.”

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