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Catching my wife, Part 18In late May, I got a text from my daughter, who was away and attending her first year of college. Her text announced that she was looking forward to coming home for the summer and spending time with me and her step mom, my wife. Obviously, she had no idea about the newly changed dynamics at home: my wife’s status as Connie’s whore, my devotion to Connie, as My Mistress, and Connie’s new obsession to claim my daughter as well. Everything screamed that I should waive off my daughter’s arrival home and strongly suggest that she stay on the other coast for the summer. Yet, I knew that Connie wanted to meet my daughter and I also knew that Connie gets what she wants. I mentioned my daughter’s arrival date to Connie, who smiled and immediately began to hatch a plan with my wife, Her whore. Mt wife and my daughter got along wonderfully since she and my daughter met. My daughter was only 12, at the time and as my daughter went through all the changes, as a teen, my wife was there for her. The other interesting phenomenon is that my wife and my daughter are only 10 years a part, so they had more in common than my daughter I. They shopped together, ate lunch together and spent many days having fun. I had no doubt that a potential seduction was not only eminent, but easy as well. After a few days of planning, Connie finally brought me into the discussion:“Your daughter lands at the airport this Wednesday, correct?” confirmed Connie.“Yes, Mistress” I unhappily admitted. “You are to text her that you will be out of town, on business” Connie dictated, “and unable to pick her up. You will let her know that her step-mother will be picking her up and to text her details of her arrival.”I did as I was told, and my daughter seemed even more excited about the prospects canlı kaçak bahis of spending time with her step-mother, my wife. Little did she know what future fate lay in store…“Will I be able to spend any time with my daughter” I asked Connie.“Oh, of course, dear” replied Connie. “But not right away.” She added with a knowing smile. Wednesday arrived and my wife updated my daughter that she would be just inside the airline terminal, near baggage claim, to help my daughter with her luggage. My daughter and my wife quickly found each other and hugged like two sisters. “It’s so good to see you again” my daughter said to my wife. “I’m sorry that Dad’s out of town but I’m excited to spend some time with just you.”“Me too” replied my wife. “and I hope that you don’t mind, but I brought a girlfriend along, Connie. She’s in the car and circling outside for us. In fact, your dad and I are temporarily staying with Connie while we’re having the kitchen renovated.”“Oh?” replied my daughter. “I didn’t know that you were having the kitchen remodeled.”“Well” relied my wife, “We had hoped to have it done by now, but the contractor is running behind. Plus, you’ll love Connie.”They gathered up my daughter’s luggage and made their way outside to find Connie and the car. Once they put the luggage in the trunk and got inside, my wife climbed into the back seat leaving my daughter to ride next to Connie. Connie sped away from the terminal. “It’s so nice to finally meet you.” Connie expressed t my daughter. “I’ve heard so many wonderful things about you.”“oh, thank you” responded my daughter. “I hope that my step-mom didn’t bore you with stories of my younger years.”“Not at all” replied Connie. “Hey, shall we stop for lunch on the way home? I know that you use to like the tipobet güvenilir mi place near the mall.”“Oh, I’m starved” said my daughter. “I’d love to eat something.”They drove to the restaurant and took a circular booth in rear of the place. In spite of my daughter’s age, the three of them enjoyed a few margaritas, presumable to remove some of my daughter’s anticipated inhibitions. There was laughter, touching and quite of bit of sexual innuendos during the lunchtime conversation. After lunch, Connie suggested that they all go to the mall for a little shopping. Once there, they ended up in an upscale lingerie shop. Connie continued to take charge and selected several bra and pantie outfits in both my wife’s size and my daughter’s. Into the dressing area they all went. Connie took a seat and directed the action, telling my daughter to try on the first outfit. My daughter retreated to a curtained-off area, disrobed, dressed in the new, sexy little set, and then joined the others. “Oh, I am so buying that for you” announced Connie.“Really?” replied my daughter. “You like it? But you don’t have to but it for me, Connie.”“Well” said Connie, her playful tine turning somewhat more serious, “I will… but only if you call me “Aunt Connie’ from here on.”“Well” my daughter replied as she giggled, “Okay, Aunt Connie.”Connie smiled and then turned her attention to my wife, Her whore.“Try just these on” said Connie, in a very stern voice as she playfully held up a pair of lace tap-pants.Without hesitation, my wife stripped completely and then reached for the tap-pants. My daughter stood there, dumbfounded as my wife, as my wife stood there totally naked in front of Connie and my daughter. This was evidently the first time that my daughter had seen my perabet giriş wife naked. It’s also then that my daughter noticed my wife’s pierced nipples with the little gold bells prominently displayed. Connie released her grip on the lace tap-pants and my wife pulled them up her shapely legs and over her laser-smooth center. “Oh” said Connie, “You didn’t know that your step-mommy got pierced?”“No…Aunt Connie” stammered my daughter… “I guess that I didn’t’”” And I’ll bet that there’s even more that you don’t know” Connie added, with a knowing wink. I have another outfit for you to try” added Connie, as she held up a totally shear teddy for my daughter. My daughter blushed as she reached for it, turned and went back into the curtained area. When my daughter opened the curtain, my wife was seated on Connie’s knee and still wearing just the tap-pants. They both smiled up at my daughter who was embarrassed at first, with her girly parts totally visible beneath the shear material. My daughter’s modesty quickly faded as both my wife and Connie showered my daughter with compliments. I’m also sure that the margaritas from lunch helped ease her inhibition as well.“I’m buying bot outfit for you” said Connie. “You look too amazing to leave these behind.”“Thank you, Aunt Connie” my daughter said with a big smile. “I have no idea when I’ll ever wear them but thank you!”“You never know” added Connie. She then turned to my wife, still in the tap pants and added “I guess that I’ll need to buy those as well, since you’re quite wet.” Connie then slipped her hand down into my wife’s crotch as my daughter watched in total amazement.“Yep” added Connie, “Just as I thought.”The two girls dressed as Connie went to the counter and made the purchases. “What’s happening?” asked my daughter to my wife.“I’ll explain” said my wife, “Once we’re home. But do please continue to call her Aunt Connie. She really likes that, okay?”“Sure” replied my daughter, “If you say so.”“It’s not necessarily what I say, that matters….,” added my wife, “It’s what SHE says.”To Be Continued….
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