His parcel was lying on the hallway table when he arrived home from work, along with a couple of letters. He ignored the letters and picked up the small parcel just as Karen emerged from the kitchen. She was dressed similarly to the previous day but this time her t-shirt was pink. It was also shorter; resting half way over her bottom. Her sex was fully on view bringing him an instant erection. She kissed him and took the box from his hand. “Let’s go up stairs and get this fitted, hey” she told him, taking him by the hand. He held on to her as she led him away to his bedroom. “D… do you know how to fit it?” She smiled as she began to unbutton his shirt. “Leon sent me a video clip,” she informed. “It seems quite straightforward.” Eric stood silently a she stripped him. “We’ll have to take care of this though first,” she told him taking hold of his erection. Karen guided him to the bed and helped him lie down before squatting down at his side with the device and a packet of wipes. He watched in silence as she opened the box and laid out the fittings on the bed beside him. Taking his cock in her hand she moved closer to him. “So, your chat with Leon went well then?” He nodded. “You… you’re okay with leaving us on İstanbul Escort our own on Friday night?” she said softly as she began to slowly masturbate him. “He… he never said where I would be staying?” “In the hotel,” she told him. “He’s booked a room for himself. The plan is that you will go there straight from work and he will hand over the room key and you hand over your house keys. Kind of like a wife swap thing, exchanging keys.” “I see.” “You’re okay with that aren’t you?” “I… I would sooner be here,” he answered as she increased the movement of her hand. “I… I won’t intrude in anyway. I’ll keep out of the way. You won’t even know I’m there, I promise.” She leant over and kissed him. “I know, darling,” she responded. “I do understand but I really would like to be alone with Leon. I will be much more relaxed. It will only be for one night, I promise.” He could understand but he would miss her terribly. “I… I will worry about you being on your own with him. We… we don’t really know him that well do we?” She kissed him again before taking hold of his erection once more. “Things will be fine,” she reassured him. “The only thing he is going to be doing to me is fucking İstanbul Escort Bayan me, that’s all.” “That’s all,” he sighed as if it meant nothing. “Yes, just fucking,” she reassured. “Just good old fashioned fucking.” Eric moaned. She was bringing him close to orgasm. “Just fucking,” she repeated. “Just good old fashioned fucking; hard fucking and hopefully lots and lots of it.” He gasped. “The only danger I am going to be exposed to is that big, thick cock of his,” she smiled. “That massive monster he keeps hidden in his pants.” Eric cried out as his cum spilled out all over her right hand. Ten minutes later he had been cleaned up and fitted with his restraining device. They stood for a few minutes in front of the mirror looking at his reflection of him with his device. “It suits you,” she told him. Eric had seen pictures of cuckolds, naked, wearing their devices. He looked like just one of them now; ineffectual, inferior and humiliated. Karen reached down and stroked his testicles. “Don’t worry, I will give you release regularly if you are good.” “H… how do you want me to be good?” She continued her stroking. “Well… I think Leon would like to fuck me in a bed with Escort İstanbul silk sheets, black silk. And I know that he likes lacy lingerie, with stockings of course,” she added. “And it goes without saying that he’d like my pussy very smooth.” “It… is. I did it the other night, remember.” “Yes, I know, “ she told him. “But it felt a little bristly this morning. You wouldn’t want Leon getting his tongue or his cock sore would you?” Eric shook his head. “W… where will we get silk sheets from?” “They’ll be here tomorrow,” she told him. “I ordered a couple of sets online.” “I see.” “And the lingerie can be bought tomorrow lunch time,” she smiled. “I’ll pop by your office and you can take me out and help me choose.” Eric sighed. “Something white, virginal,” she suggested as she kissed him. “I saw a nice sheer bra and panties set last week when I was in; white stockings and suspenders as well, of course.” “Of course.” “And for sleeping in later, something white as well. Short and silky.” Eric started to get hard again and suddenly felt his cock pressing against the plastic sheath. Karen noticed too. ”That’s why it’s called a restraint,” she told him as she held him in her hand. “It’s… it’s annoying.” Karen laughed. “That’s why Leon likes his cuckolds wearing them,” she told him. “While his cock is unfettered while he’s with the cuckold’s wife, the cuckold can’t get an erection.” “That’s cruel.” She kissed him. “Mind you,” she said softly, “his cock will be sheathed as well.” Eric looked puzzled.