Carl pulled his car into the garage and then he pushed the door that joined the garage with the kitchen open and entered the home he shared with Jennifer and Jessica. Jennifer, attired in a white bikini, got up to greet him. "Hi sweety! she brightly sang. "Hi hon," he responded. "Can I get my corporate warrior anything to drink?" "God yes. I could really use a beer right now," he informed her. She fetched the brewski for him and handed it to him after opening it. Jennifer snuggled up to him and he threw his left arm around her. "So what's for dinner?" he asked. "Well, Jessica is going to spend the night over at Mike's, so we have the house to ourselves. How about we go to Marino's, have some pasta and a couple glasses of wine and then spend a nice evening with just the two of us?" Jennifer suggested. Carl leaned over and kissed her with a big grin on his face. "I could go for that," he replied.

Carl had noticed that his wife was running around the house a lot the last few days in skimpy bathing suits and he was loving the sight of his trim but buxom spouse, who his friends had envied him being married to, putting herself on display for him. "Let me take a quick shower and change darling. I won't be long." "Okay my little bluebird," he agreed.

When Jennifer emerged from her bedroom, she was dressed in a black cocktail dress, a black teddy with matching panties underneath it as well as black thigh high stockings and four inch heels. "Fuckin' A!" Carl exclaimed in his Brooklyn accent, "you look killer!" "Thank you honey. I want to make this meal a feast for you visually, too." "You're the best, hon," he smiled.

When they got home a couple of hours later, they were both in a relaxed mood. Jennifer proposed that he take a shower and join her in bed. She stripped naked and waited for him to finish cleaning up. When he exited the bathroom, his eyes were met by the sight of his statuesque Korean and Italian wife in a leisurely repose waiting for him. "Honey, why don't you lay here next to me on your stomach and I'll give you a massage?" Jennifer, batting her eyes in a sexy, alluring tone of voice, invited him. "Wow babe, you really know how to make a man feel good!" Carl intoned happily. "Especially when that man is you sweety," she flirted, giving him a little kiss as he assumed the position she had directed him to. She grabbed a bottle of edible massage oil off of her nightstand and drizzled it on his back and began to rub it in, digging her fingers into his back muscles trying to loosen him up and get him turned on.

"Carl darling?" she uttered with an upward inflection to indicate that she wanted a response from him. "Yeah doll?" he returned. "I don't say this enough, but I want to thank you for giving me such a wonderful home and our beautiful daughter. I know I am so lucky to enjoy the lifestyle you've made possible for us to have. Not to mention that you're not  exactly shabby as a husband. I love you so much." "Wow, thanks for that, Jen! You're an awesome mom to Jessica and I never have to worry about the state of the house when I come home with a coworker. And, then, of course, you're still a hot babe! Believe me, I'm the envy of the office because of you." "Thank you darling. I love running your household. I especially love it when you take me into your strong arms. It makes me feel so secure," she averred. "The pleasure is all mine my little bluebird," he accepted.

When she had resolved the tightness of his back muscles, she leaned down and started licking and biting the skin on his back while lightly scratching it with her nails. "Mmmm, don't stop babe," he exhorted her. Carl was becoming super aroused now, as he pictured in his mind what his naked wife was doing to him. She pressed her boobs into his back and slid them up and down the length of it, her nipples, which Jessica had unlocked before heading over to Mike's, becoming stiff and sticking straight out a full half inch. Some of the massage oil had smeared her breasts. She reached over to the end table again to grab a large towel and she had Carl lie face up on it. Straddling him and her eyes sparkling, she begged, "here honey, can you please lick some of this oil off my boobs please?" Wordlessly, Carl put a d-cup breast into each hand as she leaned over his face and licked and sucked them. "God sweety, that feels so good," she cooed. She drizzled more of the oil on her breasts and rubbed it into her aureolae and he sucked on her nipples some more, the distension from his suction causing her to moan seductively., while also tasting and smelling the strawberry flavoring.

Carl was rock hard and, as Jennifer pulled her boobs away from him, throatily leeered, "ooh, I see something that is REALLY stiff. Here honey, let me take care of that for you," she smiled naughtily. She poured some oil on her hands and then more on his stone shaft and cockhead, and oh so slowly began to pump her hand up and down. Carl tilted his head up to see Jennifer's boobs jiggling as her hand squeezed and rubbed his manhood. "Oh God Jen, that feels spectacular," he purred. Precum was soon leaking from his piss slit and it further lubricated her palm and fingers as they glided over the engorged member, making him flinch when her thumbpad circled on the tip of the head. Jessica herself was getting wet and wished Carl would stop her and rape her hardcore right there, she was that worked up from what she had experienced earlier in the day with her daughter and her boyfriend. Jennifer, hearing his breathing becoming more erratic, quickened her strokes. She could feel the head swelling under her fingers. "Would you like to cum on my tits, baby?" Jennifer inquired. "Oh yeah baby, that would rock!" he encouraged. She stopped stroking him and poured more of the massage oil into her cleavage and then wrapped her breasts around his now very sensitive  fuck stick and let her tender knockers caress it. He let out an almost strangled cry and then his white hot  jizz spurted all over her breasts,  her neck and the hands that were keeping the sweater puppets on his prong. Carl slumped back after venting his pent up sperm and let out a long guttural sigh. Jennifer smiled at the pacified expression on her husband's face.

"Oh my God, Jen, that was amazing." "I'm glad you liked it," she enunciated. "Come here my little birdie and give me a kiss," he required and she felt his thick arms embracing her, she and Carl swapping spit and tongue fighting. He put her on her back and snagged the oil and dripped it on to her breasts and rubbed it in. He then sucked and licked her nipples again, Jennifer holding his head while the brown nubs pulsated every time he drew air by them. Jennifer moaned and told him how much she was appreciating his ministrations while he slipped his hand to her recently made bald snatch and applied pressure to her clit, his fingers alternately folding and extending. "Oh fuck Carl, don't stop honey, Jesus," she rasped. Carl kept up his attack on her nipples and the rubbing got firmer and more heated on her love button and she soon shuddered and reported that she was cumming, his hand flooded by her wetness.

Carl licked his fingers off as Jen reclined in the afterglow of an orgasm. He moved his body up to look into his wife's eyes and kiss her. He stroked her face with the back of his hand while their lips traded expressions of affection. She pushed him off of her and scooted down to run her tongue all over his still flaccid cock before her mouth floated over it and her lips pinched his shaft, her tongue flicking it from underneath. She could feel hm begin to grow in her mouth. She tickled his balls with her nails as her head moved up and down to exert friction on his meat. His dick was now thickening and she was having more and more trouble getting it all into her mouth as it lengthened. She relaxed her throat and went for it, but still gagged after just five of his six inches. She kept trying to force it into her throat, but that part of her body just wasn't ready yet to be penetrated on a regular basis. So she bobbed her head up and down furiously in between pulling off of it to lick and suck on the head. She pulled off for the final time. "Fuck me baby," she pleaded. "How do you want it doll?" Carl asked. "He who makes the gold writes the rules," she rejoindered. Carl raised an eyebrow and followed up with, "do you mean that hon?" "God yes Carl., Fuck me like you own me!" He put her on all fours and jammed his spear into her wet space and put a hand on either side of her hips and began to pump it into her hard. "Oh God yes honey, give it to me rough!" "That's exactly what you're going to get, bitch!" he growled. "God, I love it when you denigrate me while you fuck me," she groaned. In the wake of that statement, Carl slapped her ass hard," causing her to jump but calling for more. He continued to hammer her ass with authority and she was departing for sub space, her posterior region hot and stinging. "Take that dick, slut. I'm going to use you good!" he promised.

The deeper into sub space she got, the easier it was for her body to concentrate the sensations from her ass and pussy and when he heard her choked gasping, he plowed her with a new sense of purpose and brought her an orgasm that almost buckled her knees. "You like that shit slut?" he asked rhetorically. "You really know how to take a cock, you cunt." The thrusting of his hips was a veritable frenzy now and the violence of them was sending Jennifer further and further into her own private Idaho while Carl's cock seemed to gather more voltage with each thrust and then exploded amid a hail of slimy cum that flooded her vaginal vault.

He rolled off of Jennifer and while his cum created a wet spot under her, Carl put an arm around her, though he didn't say anything. She grabbed that limb and held it tight to her body while she continued her flight through inner peace. Carl spooned his wife's long naked body and they fell asleep.

Friday morning, Carl awoke to see his wife's mouth on his cock. "Fuck, am I dreaming?" he initially asked himself. But he was soon swept up in the oral massage Jennifer was giving his unit and within ten minutes he had offloaded more of his cum into her. She managed to persevere through the taste and swallowed it. She crawled up to him and announced, "good morning sweety!" "Hi hon.  Wow, that was a real eye opener!" he laughed. She chuckled, too, and joked in a flirty way, "well, that was so you can keep your mind on your work." She asked him what he wanted for breakfast and then made it for him. When he later came out of the shower, she was naked, too, and asked him for a hug and a kiss. He groped her ass and they made out for about five minutes before he stopped, telling her he had better get dressed. She loved him up again while still bereft of clothing once he was fully suited up and he went to work in a very pleasant mood.

Three hours later, Mike and Jessica showed up. Jessica stripped and then kissed her mom. "Does trainee have anything to report?" Mike wondered. "Yes Master. Last night, trainee greeted Carl in a bikini and she suggested we go have a relaxing dinner since we were alone last night. When we came home, Carl took a shower and then she gave him a massage and a handjob that became a titfuck and he came all over her chest and neck." "Excellent!" Mike praised. "When we were ready to have sex, trainee told Carl that 'he who makes the gold writes the rules' and he fucked and spanked her hard and called her names, and she started to kinda float off, which was really pleasurable but weird. In the morning, trainee woke Carl up with a bj, and yes, she swallowed, and made him the breakfast he wanted. Trainee also made out with him naked before he left. "Wow! I'm impressed trainee! Were you able to deep throat his cock?" "No Master. Trainee tried, but she wasn't able to get it all down yet." "Well, it took fucktoy quite a while. Keep working on it." "Yes Master." "Did trainee do her benwa balls exercises?" "Yes Master." "Very good," Mike smiled.

"Now trainee will show me her lingerie." "Yes Master." The three of them went into Jennifer and Carl's bedroom and then into their walk in closet. Mike took note of what she had and made  notes about what he didn't see. "Jennifer, you've seen fucktoy wearing her cheongsam. Why don't you have any even though they look very beautiful on any Asian woman? "Master, trainee thought that they looked rather formal and she already has enough formal wear." "Trainee will note that cheongsam is not only sexier than most normal formal wear, but it may also be worn casually to fine effect and it is dignified without the vulgar cry of, "see how much money I spent on this!" "But Master, it is hard for trainee to see herself doing the vacuuming while wearing a cheongsam," Jennifer claimed. "True enough trainee, but for when your husband is coming home after a long slog at the office and the housework is done and the meal is already on the stove, don't you think he would like to be greeted by a woman wearing a cheongsam rather than jeans and a tank top?" "Yes Master," she conceded. "Also, trainee will not be wearing a cheongsam everyday. She will be changing her outfits to keep her husband looking at her in a new way and you won't be doing the housework everyday except maybe the dishes. "Yes Master." "Trainee will also note that sometimes jeans and a tank top can be quite elegant if chosen judiciously. Master has noticed that trainee has a good eye for doing that, but he feels that more of a contrast is called for." "Yes Master."

"Now, trainee will also collect all her capris style pants and take them to Goodwill. Nothing says 'sexless soccer mom' more than capris pants and they tend to make a woman's calves look fat. Trainee and fucktoy are both forevermore forbidden from wearing them or she will be given 100 swats with the paddle every time Master sees her in them. Do trainee and fucktoy understand?" "Yes Master." "Yes Master." Fortunately, your Master didn't see any sweats in trainee's closet. The same rule will apply to them as capris pants. Absolutely forbidden. "Yes Master." "Yes Master."

Mike had Jennifer get online and order several cheongsam for herself. "Trainee will notify Master when they have arrived and she will model them for him," Mike commanded. 'Yes Master. Thank you Master." "Okay, that done, trainee will now take me and fucktoy to her favorite lingerie store." "Yes Master." "Fucktoy and trainee have ten minutes to get ready. Do not try Master's patience!" "Yes Master," the mother and daughter acknowledged.

When they got to the lingerie shop, Mike felt out of his element, which he was. But just sheer balls being 90% of any hustle, he decided to brazen it out. They went to the bustiers and Mike selected several for Jennifer to try on. The same thing happened with panties. Jessica, help your mom try them on and then have her come out and show me each outfit. "Okay Mike," Jessica said as the clerk stood there scratching her head over what was going on. They were basically the same outfit, a push up bustier with a bikini style elegant panty. Mike already knew what he liked and he approved all the outfits he had chosen for Jennifer. He then decided to add lacy bra and panty sets to that, too. "Okay, we need to get her some thigh high stockings," Mike told the clerk. Okay, here are the patterns I like so give her the right sizes for her in those colors and let's get out of here."

Once they had left the lingerie store, Mike asked Jennifer if she had matching recently bought four inch or higher heels for the outfits. She didn't. So he also had Jennifer take care of that with new footwear. The colors Mike chose were baby blue, white, pink and black and they all looked tremendous on Jennifer.

"If trainee can learn to deep throat and her benwa ball exercises have the effect I think they will, she will graduate to her husband's fulltime sub. Trainee, being a fulltime sub such as your daughter here requires a lot of commitment and discipline as well as the kind of pride in oneself to observe every detail. Do you understand/" "Yes Master. Thank you Master."

When they got back to the Hamada residence, Mike had Jessica put on her pink cheongsam and then also commanded that Jennifer wear the light blue lingerie outfit for Carl after the family eats dinner. "Fucktoy, when your father comes home tonight you will treat him like a conquering hero, do you understand?" "Yes Master." "Today is the end of another tedious week for him you two, so let him know you appreciate his effort." "Yes Master." "Yes Master." "Okay. I'm working on arranging a couple of gigs, so I have to go. "Bye Master!" the pair chanted together.

Jennifer raised her hand and Jessica recognized her. "Yes trainee?" "Mistress, why is Master so detailed on how trainee approaches her treatment of her husband?" "My sense, trainee, of why Master is doing this is that after a certain period of time, couples begin taking each other for granted. So Master is probably issuing those orders to us as a way to remind us to not take daddy for granted. Trainee will reference his remarks about your Mistress, where he expressed that he shows his love to her everyday because life can be ended so quickly. and she may not be here tomorrow." "Thank you Mistress." "You're welcome trainee. Now let us discuss what kind of meal will make daddy happy." "Yes Mistress."