Big news. Chrissy has formally agreed! We’ve talked thre..

Big news. Chrissy has formally agreed! We’ve talked three times since our initial conversation. She admitted to being suspicious of my motives at the outset, but now – thanks in part to some discussions that she’s had with Scott – she is completely onboard. Her only caveat is that she’d prefer to have this happen when her husband is out of town – which, somewhat fortuitously, will happen in three weeks. Obviously, that’s not a problem on my end. It will actually give me some time to wrap my mind around what I’ve set in motion. Raef, on the other hand, took absolutely no convincing whatsoever. Chrissy even mentioned in our last conversation that he’s been teasing Scott relentlessly about getting to see him in his cage again. While she said that it’s been mostly playful, she can tell that it gets under my husband’s skin – especially when he reminds Scott that he knows how tight my cunt is (she giggled as she said it). She also confided that it gets her wet as fuck when Raef openly talks at lunch about getting to watch Scott eat her pussy. When it comes to Chrissy’s sexuality, I’ve decided that the two of us are almost too similar. While she isn’t as outwardly into the femdom lifestyle as me, she definitely enjoys having complete control in the bedroom, and BDSM is a huge kink with her. But sadly, it’s something that her husband’s simply too vanilla to explore. Admittedly, all of this gives me no shortage of misgivings about letting her face-sit on my husband, but the die (as they say) has been cast. And to my credit, I’ve even volunteered to provide the handcuffs and whatever else she requires to fully enjoy having her way with Scott (gulp!). She laughed and said that she’d definitely be taking me up on that. So now, the only things left to do are book a room downtown close to some excellent bars and restaurants, buy some top shelf bourbon, and wait - The last of which will easily be the hardest. I’ve actually decided, however, that the best way to pass the time is to bring the “Man of the House” out for a little fun. Tonight, in fact. For those of you who are unfamiliar the Man, he’s my favorite BBC dildo, and he is always ready to give my pussy what it needs. He also goes by Jamarcus. I’ve already planned out the entire little twisted scenario. Jamarcus is going to be waiting for us on my husband’s pillow at bedtime, and I’m going to feign abject surprise at such a delightful and coincidental run-in with my old lover lol. It’s an act that Scott’s probably seen at least a dozen times or more. As usual, I’m going to gush over how hung Jamarcus is as I ride my sweet hubby’s face, and let him know he needs to get my tight little pussy nice and wet for my much larger lover. Then, once I feel that Scott’s gotten me sufficiently prepared to take my bull, I’m going to lay on my back and have him ease every beautiful inch of Jamarcus into me. And that’s where I usually ask Scott if he wishes he had a cock like Jamarcus (giggle). Right before telling him to thank my sexy black lover for giving me what my poor deprived little pussy needs. And, invariably, just hearing Scott say it will catapult me into an earth-shattering orgasm.