“I ordered my husband to iron my outfit. I got dressed in a miniskirt he bought me. He liked that skirt and couldn’t resist buying it for me. He likes to buy me things he knows would make me especially desirable. Also this is the only opportunity for him to see my sexy side, and when I get back home from work.
“That husband of mine thinks that if he pleases me in various ways he will get to see my pussy. You know that until now he never was wrong about the size of my clothing, because he obviously knows my body, which he looks at not only during the day, but also dreams about every night.
“He must totally be obsessed with me. Ha, ha, ha…That skirt fit me perfectly. The upper part was cut so it was pinned to my hips, and the bottom part was pleated from the middle of my ass. The miniskirt is very short, so it is inevitable for the pleated part to lift and show off my ass every time I bend down a little. I like to wear this skirt because the fabric is very soft and nice.
“I wore a tight, short, red sleeveless shirt. I topped the outfit off with my new red high-heel sandals. Hey, let me find you some photos of me wearing that skirt in my laptop.”
While she was searching for the photos, she continued with her story. “After I finished getting ready, I gave this slave of mine a few orders, what needed to be done while I was having a good time. I ordered him to vacuum the carpets, dust, scrub the bathroom, iron my clothes, wash some of my shirts and skirts, fix the bed for sleeping, and cook lunch for tomorrow. I always need to give him a few assignments so he won’t get lazy and sloppy. Ha, ha, ha, ha.
“While I was giving him his homework, I demanded for him to kneel in front of me, kiss my legs, knees and ass since I know that excites him and gives him a motive to work.
“There, I finally found the document I was looking for with some of my photos. Look at that miniskirt. How do you like it?” She turned the laptop and started to explain the details of where those photos were taken.
“It is a very short skirt!” Joan said “You look dangerous in it. Woman, you can see your ass on this one!”
“Really?! Was that the one you took before I went to the farewell party for one of my workers? I can’t remember. Who could find their way around here? There are a lot of photos of me in here. He uses every opportunity to take a picture when I get ready to go out.
“I usually don’t forbid him to do it. He can take as many pictures as he wants to look at me later. It costs me nothing, and means a lot to him. There you see this one. We were at a birthday party of my nephew in a restaurant.”
“Damn. You can’t make out if the skirt is really shorter or if the cleavage is deeper. Look at the size of those heels. You look very provocative,” commented Joan.
“Well, what does it matter? I like to dress that way. Here, this professor of yours adores staring at those photos all night long. While I’m asleep he flips through them, looks at them and fantasizes. That is his inspiration, and I think he jerks off every night.”
“Come on Alice. You are being horrible. Why are you torturing the man so much?” said Joan.
Paul interrupted, “Okay, okay, just continue with the story. But before you do, please tell me if you and the professor ever go visit people together. Here, us two, we go everywhere together all the time. We go to boring family celebrations, birthday parties and so on.”
“No. When I go visit my friends I always go alone. I don’t want him bothering me. That is my opportunity to relax and enjoy myself. Since I felt good about myself then, and felt happy with the way I looked I decided to do one more thing to him before I left.
“While I was at the desk putting my makeup on, I lifted one of my legs to the sofa and ordered him to kiss it. Since my legs were spread apart, he started to kiss my inner thighs and went to my pussy. I quickly moved his head away. His behavior irritated me. He actually dared to go after my pussy without permission.
“Can you believe that? Give him a hand and he wants to take the whole arm. He knows very well that if he chose to be with me, he has to fulfill all of my wishes. Since he was so rude I decided to fuck him out completely, and after a while took a piss in his mouth.
“At that point I needed to go to the bathroom since before that I ate a watermelon. I thought since I have got to do it, I could easily do it in his mouth just so I could get rid of him for a while. Ha, ha. I knew that after that I could demand anything from him and expect him to do any work that came to my mind since he would do them hoping I would maybe give him access to my pussy again.
“I used to piss on him a lot before and he used to get really hot sex after, that is why I wanted to give him some hope, just this time I took a more direct approach, in his mouth. Ha, ha, ha…
After I expertly put on my makeup and put some perfume on, I went to the bathroom. I stopped at the foyer in front of a large mirror to check how I looked. While I fixed my hair, I saw him sitting in the living room watching me. All the time I was moving my ass seductively.
“Then I abruptly turned to face him, put my hands on my hips and started yelling.
“‘What is it? Why are you looking at me like that? You just keep staring at my ass and tits. Don’t get on my nerves now, because for punishment I will piss inside your mouth,’ I yelled at him. Then I went to the bathroom and shouted that I needed to go bad, and I am not going to repeat myself. He was supposed to come running. Of course he listened straightaway.