Left For My Husband’s Boss

All tied up and nowhere to go.

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Night came and went, and I slept like the dead, utterly exhausted after my afternoon with Lance and Pearse. Ralph seemed more relaxed too, something about the confrontation in the garage seemed to have broken the ice.

There was less awkwardness now that we knew the truth. He liked to watch. His voyeuristic appetites seemed to be powerful men pleasing me while he watched, and I couldn’t complain, I was certainly taking a liking to bigger men. Not that I’d ever considered Ralph small, but having had both Lance and Pearse now, I was beginning to reevaluate my standards.

Size did matter, and when it was put to use properly it was exhilarating. Clearly Ralph still struggled with jealousy, I’d seen it in his eyes every time, but perhaps that fed into his own arousal.

I know it certainly fed mine. Did that make me a bad person? Knowing that my husband was jealous of his boss as he claimed me. I found the illicit nature of the entire arrangement, utterly intoxicating and I had every intention of exploring my newly found exhibitionist side.

Let’s face it, Ralph had started this, and I was enjoying every minute of it. So, he was along for the ride and together we would see where this new life took us.

So far, I had a luxury car in the garage and several of the most satisfying orgasms of my life. But I still had ideas I wanted to try, and now that Ralph had accepted his role obediently, it was time to have some real fun.

Right now, my biggest worry was whether or not Lance would come. If he did, I had something special in store for him. The only problem was, the billionaire seemed to do what he wanted, when he wanted.

Today was a test, would he come when I called?

It was just after 8:00am. Ralph would be leaving for work soon, but I’d taking him through his part, and he seemed eager to play along. After all, he was going to get to watch, and it was hopefully going to be quite the show.

The front door of our home opens into a hallway, flanked by two walls with hollowed recesses that allow you to see through them. Normally we would sit a pair of decorative vases in them. Today they served a different purpose.

“I hope he comes,” Ralph said as he threaded the binding around the wall and tied it off. “Otherwise, it could be a very long day for you.”

Each of my hands was tied to a wall so that I was standing facing the wall, my arms held outstretched like a pair of wings. My legs too were spread, about shoulder width apart as I stood barefoot on the porcelain tiles.

I was naked but for a set of black lingerie. The set was a favorite of Ralph’s, the front opening bra and high waisted thong looked good on me and would provide an extraordinarily tempting view for anyone who came to our front door.

For my part I hoped Lance came, there was certainly no way I could extricate myself. I was hopeful that we’d sweetened the pot with just the right amount of honey, but there was always a chance we’d misjudged things.

“If he doesn’t, I’ll just have to hope an understanding postman brings a package to the door. After all it will be unlocked, maybe I can tempt him to put his lunchbreak to better use,” I teased.

“Well, I’ll be watching on the camera all the same,” Ralph laughed pointing to the security camera above our front door which pointed down the hall toward me.

The voyeur was certainly going to enjoy his day at the office, but I doubted he was going to get much done.

Ralph picked up my new phone, the one Lance had given me and snapped a picture of me.

“Oh, that’s a good one,” Ralph mused. “I’m texting it to him now. I added a caption. I hope no one else tries the door before I get home. I left it unlocked. Fingers crossed he sees it soon.”

“I could be here a while,” I laughed glad I’d decided not to wear heels. “How quickly could he get here realistically? An hour?”

“You’re right,” Ralph replied. “There’s still time and you’re all tied up. I could do anything I wanted to you.”

My husband paced slowly toward me, a look of mischief in his eyes as they wandered up my scantily clad body.

“Don’t you dare,” I threatened. “I’ve already had my shower.”

Ralph ran his finger over my panties, before sliding them gently aside. He licked his finger before sliding it inside me.

It felt good, but I couldn’t have him getting any ideas. I’d worked hard to put him in his place yesterday. Now here I was bound and at his mercy and from the tent slowly rising in his pants I worried that I’d soon have more than his finger inside me.

He ducked under my arm, and suddenly he was behind me. His hands on my hips, his manhood pressed against my ass.

“If you don’t behave, I’m going to have to punish you,” I whispered.

“I’m about to punish you,” he replied, and I could hear the mirth in his voice as his fingers traced my thong.

“What do you think will happen when your boss arrives and finds you’ve already helped yourself to his surprise? I don’t think you want to find out. Do you?”

Ralph stopped abruptly. His boss had shown him a lot of favor since the weekend, but he could take it away just as easily. I could almost feel the wheels turning in his brain as he lifted his hands off my hips.

“Besides, you wouldn’t want to incur my displeasure, would you dear? I might be tied up now, but when I get free, I would make you pay.”

There was a sigh of resignation before Ralph leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. “Have a good day, my dear.”

“That’s a good boy,” I replied, smiling as Ralph slipped out into the garage. He was learning his place. For a moment I was worried I’d made a mistake putting him in a position of power, but his continued obedience gave me high hopes. I’d never expected this submissive side to him, but it did give me a thrill to see him do what he was told.

The garage door went up and I heard Ralph pull out of the driveway in Lance’s car, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

As I stood there bound in the entryway of our home, I wondered and worried about many things. What if Lance didn’t come? Would I be stuck here all day? I’d seen the picture Ralph had sent, I didn’t like to think that his boss could resist the temptation, but what if he did?

Or what is someone else showed up? Someone I wasn’t expecting. What if the mailman pushed on the door and found it open, or one of our nosy neighbors ducked over to borrow something? They had a habit of showing up at the most inconvenient of times.

I’d be at their mercy. Part of that thought titillated me, the other half terrified me.

It wasn’t like every man possessed Lance’s ability or desire to please. Even the small sample I’d been with in my life told me that was true. My teenage years and early twenties had largely been a disappointment as I discovered male libido and stamina were two very different things, and seldom did the two ever meet.

It had been about twenty minutes when an unusual sound filled the house.

Thwump, thwump, thwump.

The steady beat of rotors as a low flying helicopter buzzed over the neighborhood. While unusual it wasn’t unheard of. The tourism bureau for the lake ran a scenic helicopter tour of the area, though this one certainly seemed to be off-course and flying far lower than I would have expected.

Daredevils. What can you do?

Scarcely two minutes had passed since the flyby when I saw a silhouette through the frosted glass beside our door. Someone was walking up our driveway.

My heart beat a little faster as I strained to see who it might be. It was an hour from the office to our home, so it couldn’t be Lance. Ralph would have been driving so it couldn’t be him either.

The figure strode up to the door and pushed it open.

As the heavy door swung inward, revealing my bound form to anyone in our front yard, Lance stepped through it.

I smiled in giddy anticipatory delight. He was early.

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