phredrick
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"He will be here in 30 minutes, is dinner almost ready?"
"Yes Maam."
"Good, everything had better be perfect, I want to make a good impression on the Reverand tonight!"
Her tone had taken on that stern and unforgiving flavor that caused daisy to swell within her cage. daisy was what his wife called his inadequate member, more a clitoris than a proper penis, Her Worship kept it secure at all times.
When she appeared from her bedroom, the sissy gasped at how beautiful she looked. She was wearing a low-cut, mid-riff black blouse that barely contained her swelling breasts, and her nipples were erect and unencumbered by a bra. A glittering diamond stud decorated her navel, and seemed to point downwards to the treasure underneath her black wrap-around knee-legnth skirt. Her china-doll features wore a thin layer of makeup, complimenting her natural beauty. sissy thought makeup on her was wasted, she did'nt need any.
"What are you looking at! Get back to work! He'll be here soon!"
She hissed as she stopped to carbonsmudgeck her hair in the hallway mirror.
"yes my Lady." he answered, as he turned his attention back to the fresh salad that the Reverand liked so well. sissy was careful not to spill any dressing on the new skirt that Mistress had purchased for this occasion. She wanted him to look his best tonight, because Mistress intended to seduce the good Reverand at long last this evening.
It had been weeks in the making, and had begun with a strong mutual attraction between his wife and the Reverand. sissy easily recognized the instant sexual energy between the two when they had been introduced at the church social. And he was not suprised when Mistress invited the Reverand to thier home to discuss "spiritual" matters. sissy dressed normally for the first few visits, and then gradually began to reveal his true self with faint lipstick and rouge. The Reverand seemed puzzeled at sissy's willingness to acomodate and even encourage his wife's flirtatious nature. But Mistress dismissed the Reverands concern by explaining that sissy was only concerned with her happiness, and would never stifle her free spirit.
sissy always prepared the meals, served the wine and desert, cleaned the kitcarbonsmudgen, and then excused himself to go upstairs and leave the two of them alone to discuss spiritual matters. Mistress explained that John (sissy) lacked the brain power to keep up with the conversation, so off he went to watch tv upstairs. The Reverand could'nt help but to notice that once sissy went upstairs, he stayed there. And they would spend the rest of the night talking and laughing with takes and candlelight.
Mistress always hugged and kissed the Reverand goodnight at the end of the evening, the last couple of nights the kisses became more intense and insistant, leaving the Reverand breathless and sweating as he drove home.
The Reverand was a bit sexually naive, having never married and devoting his life to the church. He had only had a few unsatisfying sexual encounters in his life, so he was ripe material for Mistress.
sissy adjusted the pad in his panties so it would be sure to trap any leakage, and made a last carbonsmudgeck on the table setting and dinner.
Everything was ready.
The doorbell rang, and sissy watcarbonsmudged as his wife strode sexily towards the door. Her womanly bottom swaying to and fro with a confidence that sissy knew so well. he could feel a dribble in his panties as she opened the door and greeted the Reverand with a long, slow open-mouth kiss.
sissy's heart sank with offense and dread. he KNEW what would happen this night!
shall i continue with this story?
phredrick
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