Fucktoy Island

[angelique127]

this is a second attempt at this thread and we are trying to spice it up alittle. It continues with my heroine goddess Isabella Anderson and her hubby Carl who worships his younger beautiful blonde wife in a female dominated marriage. By this time Carl has been wearing panties to the office and at home while doing his chores, it's their little secret. It helps keep him under control and focused on his wife's pleasure which comes first. Carl is not permitted to cum without her permission and is forced to wear a little cock cage as punishment if necessary. This has increased his skill at pleasing Isabelle when he performs oral sex and gives her multiple orgasms. Very rarely is Carl given permission to enter his wifes golden pussy because his penis is only four and a half inches when erect. Nevertheless he is totally committed to Isabelle. At this point in the marrige Carl has not been cuckolded yet...but all that is about to change. Unfortunately Carl was expecting a big and much needed promotion to upper management and salary increase only to find out he was passed over after almost ten years of loyal service. An outsider, a young black gentleman was hired to fill the position, something to do with affirmitive action and not enough minorties in the workforce at the company.

Isabelle was devastated when Carl didn't get the promotion. It was just not fair after several years of dedicated service they give it to an inexperienced black person just because of the color of his skin. To make matters worse the company was hosting a pool party and her husband was expected to attend. Of course her husband was not looking forward to going, nor was she but...Carl described him
as very arrogant, entitled and bossy. Truthfully Isabelle didn't know what to expect but they decided to make a quick appearence and leave as soon as possible. That being said Isabelle, who never missed an oppurtunity to show off her perfect body decided to wear her favorite skimpy bikini and dress less to impress.

Yes this thread is closed but PM first if interested...ENJOY

 

[Slyguy999]

Scene 1 { Carl }

To add insult to injury Carl was expected to attend a welcome party for the man who took his position. After years of loyal and dedicated service, being groomed by upper management, his coveted promotion was given to a new hire, a younger outsider with hardly any experience except having the 'right' skin color. Carl was so bitter he thought of quitting but after thinking it over their was not many other companies hiring and in his mid thirties he would be starting over at a lower position than he already had.

The loving husband was so looking forward to the increased income. He and his wife were planning a vacation to an exotic resort, finally living in the lap of luxury. Isabelle was the type of female who loved to wear expensive clothes and jewelry, dine out at trendy restaurants and go to the country club. At least his golf game was improving although now playing against the bigwigs and upscale members would have to be on hold for awhile. And forget about the trade in for a much desired Mercedes for his lovely wife.

Too make matters worse, Jamal was an arrogant inconsiderate bastard. He practically laughed in Carl's face and refused to shake his hand when introduced at the boardmeeting as the new manager. " Better luck next time'' was all he said with a smirk and turned his back on Carl.

Really Carl had no choice but to go. It wouldn't look good to spite the new manager in a professional sense. He thought of making a lame excuse and saying he was sick or had to attend a close friends funeral but decided to just grin and bare it. Isabelle, on the other hand, was somewhat excited about it, she always loved socail events.

 

[angelique127]

Scene 2 { Isabelle }

The grande affair was Saturday afternoon at one pm. It was a perfect day for a pool party, perhaps just a little to hot but fine considering it was early June. Despite that her husband didn't get the promotion and a much needed pay raise, Isabelle still went shopping for a new bikini and matching sarong, along with a pair of heels. While out and about she had a professional bikini wax instead of letting her dear hubby do it. Carl usually kept his wife trimmed and maintained. As a matter of fact Isabelle had him polish her toenails and fingernails that morning before the party the same color as her new bikini of course. This was nothing knew for her doting husband. And this was after Carl had prepared her bath water just how she liked it and full of bubbles. Finally finished with their preperation Isabelle posed in front of Carl modeling her new skimpy bikini which fit like a second skin and left little to the imagination.

" So...what do you think, sweetheart ? " the gorgeous blonde asked with her hands on her hips.

Her devoted hubby could only nod with his eyes about to pop out of his head at the goddess that stood in front of him.

" I do declare, I wish I was wearing it on some tropical island beach or an exotic resort like we planned to do on our vacation. Why I assume that isn't going to happen unless I use daddy's trust fund now. " Isabelle said while turning to study her reflection in the full length vanity mirror. Her dissapointment was apparent.

" Oh my I almost forgot sugar, look what I purchased for you at the store ! " She held up a pair of baby blue bathing trunks for him to see. " Now, you will still need these new panties also, to wear underneath. "

 

[Slyguy999]

Scene 3 { Carl }

It wasn't Carl's better days. The majority of his co workers avoided him like the plaque, wanting nothing to do with him now that he was passed over in the scheme of things. He stood alone, feeling neglected in his bathing trunks with his more or less skinny white legs, which desperately needed some color. Carl didn't dare take off his polo shirt and reveal his unimpressive chest like so many of the other males did. At the same time Carl couldn't help noticing his replacement standing at the other side of the pool, shirtless, showing off his broad chest and muscled arms. Everything about the guy was massive from his calves up to his thighs, up to his shoulders. Jamal was surrounded by more than a few female admirers as well as the typical male ass kissers and suck ups from the office. Meanwhile Isabelle had left his side and was conversing with several other wifes and friends that she knew.

Carl just wished he could disappear into thin air. He simply sipped his luke warm beer watching the people mingle until a friend from the office named Oscar approached.

" Honestly I'm surprised to see you here. " he said.

" Well I really don't want to be here. " Carl remarked.

" I don't blame you. I mean look at my wife over there fawning over that black guy. "

" She's not the only one. "

" I guess not, look at them disgusting asskissers we work with, they make me sick. '' Oscar commented.

That could have been my ass they were kissing. Carl thought, checking his watch. Dang we only been here for twenty minutes.

" I gotta tell ya buddy your wife is, beyond a doubt, the best looking babe here. How'd you get so lucky ? Tell me what's your secret. " Oscar nudged Carl in the arm. " You must have a big dick or something. "

Carl grinned, knowing the opposite was true, if his buddy only knew the truth that his rather small dick was encased in a pair of silky panties at this very moment. His wife insisted that he wear them for that very reason, but Carl wasn't about to let the cat out of the bag.

" Man that guy must spend hours at the gym. Look at those huge muscles. " Oscar turned his attention back to the shirtless Jamal and his wife who was by now squeezing his big bicep. One of the other co workers wives was admiring the other arm.

Carl frowned with disgust at the sight of Oscars wife and several other ladies making fool's of themselves. And then to his sudden dread he saw Isabelle boldy strut over towards Jamal and his new entourage. She had removed her sarong and the bikini that she wore barely covered her fine round ass cheeks. She caught Jamals attention immediately as well as the other ladies who clearly resented the intrusion. How could they compete with this blonde barbiedoll ? Carl watched as his beautiful wife must have introduced herself with a smile and Jamal gave her his undivided attention, his eyes boldly admiring every inch of her body.

Oscar felt sick to his stomach for some reason.

 

[angelique127]

Scene 4 { Isabelle }

Isabelle knew within thirty seconds that her husband was fuming with anger and frustration. His face had that stern expression and he didn't say a word, his eyes focused on the road. He had aked her to leave hours ago which eventually turned into pleading to go home, time and time again. He even threatened to leave her there and when she told him that was okay she would find her own way home later Carl had a sudden change of mind. Isabelle didn't care, she was having fun. So what if she drank a little too much and flirted and teased guys. It wasn't her fault her bikini turned almost transparent when she took a dip in the pool. Isabelle, as a geniune southern belle was born a natural flirt.

Isabelle wasn't really concerned about her dear hubby's mood. She knew how to play this game by her own rules. She knew his weaknesses...

" Hey sugar, what's the matter ? Are you really mad at little ol' me ? " she asked sliding over in the seat to sit close to Carl to whisper in his ear.

He ignored her, keeping his eyes on the road.

" Oh baby, please don't be mad. I can't help it if all your male coworkers liked my new bikini. I thought you liked it too. " she stated her tongue finding his ear and tickled it.

Carl grimaced but otherwise remained mute.

" Are you mad about the bikini contest your new boss held and that I won ? " Isabelle had blew away the other women, hands down, dancing to the music while the males cheered her on. " If so I promise to give you a very private show when we get home. "

Carl nodded suddenly interested.

Isabelle feeling frisky allowed her fingers to drop to his crotch. She rubbed her hand over his bathing trunks for a few moments. " Do you like when I do this sugar ? "

Carl nodded his approval just like she thought.

" How about if I do this ? " she whispered while her fingers pulled down the zipper and found his cock already getting stiff inside his satin panties. Meanwhile the blonde wifes wicked tongue continued to tickle his ear. Within a minute her hubby's cock was fully erect.

" Don't you dare cum before I give you permission, do you understand ? You know the penalty. When you get home I expect you to rush upstairs to our room and wait for me. ''

Carl groaned in agony...

 

[Slyguy999]

Damn her... Carl cursed, but not out loud as his wife's skilled fingers fondled his now erect dick through his silky sheer panties. Isabelle had misbehaved, for the most part, flaunting her body in front of his co workers and his new black manager. Never before had a work function turned into such a drunken and outrageous turn of events. They were usually calm and polite affairs, without people making fools of themselves. Whoever thought that this event would turn into a bikini contest for christsakes...

Carl was prepared to do as his Isabelle told him which was to go up to their bedroom and await his lovely wife. If only he didn't lose it first and cum prematurely as he sometimes did. His blonde goddess of a wife knew how to push his buttons and was very skilled at taking advantage of his hair trigger.

" Okay baby, I will try not to cum and I will go upstairs and wait for you. " Carl promised, wishing his wife would stop teasing his dick but not really wanting it to end. He always did what Isabelle demanded.

Within minutes of pulling in the driveway the obediant and dutiful husband was upstairs waiting in bed wearing his feminine panties.

 

[angelique127]

Scene 6 {Isabelle }

Her passive husband was right where he should be, kneeling on the floor next to the bed, naked besides his panties which he was forbidden to remove without his wife's permission. Still wearing her heels and in her bikini she approached and stood over him to bend over against the mkeup table.

It was time to make him suffer.

" I thought you like it when I wear my favorite bikini honey...all your co workers did, along with your new black boss. " Isabelle teased while sticking her bikini clad bottom inches from his face.

Carl knew better than to protest or say a word.

" I do declare, why didn't you tell me your new boss was so handsome ? Did you see the size of his muscles ? " she asked, grinding her ass upon his nose.

Her hubby only groaned or was that just a whimper ?

" Okay, be a good little boy and remove my bikini bottoms. "

Carl did as he was told.

" What are you waiting for, panty boy, an invitation ? " Isabelle asked, spreading her thighs and placing her leg up on the chair to give him better access. " Oh but first I want you to apply this aloe lotion on my legs since I was out in the sun. "

Isabelle handed him a bottle of aloe vera...

" Jamal, bless his heart, went crazy with that spray bottle of suntan lotion, volunteering to spray it all over me. It was so sweet since you were no where to be found. Now hurry up please, I don't want to stand here all night. "

 

[Slyguy999]

Carl { panty boy }

Carl squeezed a large amout of scented lotion onto his palm in preparation of obediantly massaging it onto his wife's shapely leg as she stood over him like a blonde goddess while he knelt before her. Despite his humilation at the day's events Carl remained committed and devoted to Isabelle. Yes she flirted shamelessly with several of his male co workers, some of them married, and with his new black supervisor who Carl resented and despised for stealing his position. Isabelle loved every moment of the attention she received in her skimpy bikini which left nothing to the imagination.

Doing his best not to look directly up at her pussy while he started to smooth the lotion onto her calve Carl was aware his cock was almost fully erect and pressing against the sheer materail of his panty. Isabelle stood like a blonde goddess, still in her heels, one leg bent on a stool, the other being seviced by her devoted little hubby who massaged lotion into her shapely calve. However so slowly his fingers moved up to her thighs, going ever closer to pussy, something Carl was not permitted to touch or taste without permission.

Her words echoed through his head. I do declare why didn't you tell me your new boss was so handsome. Did you see the size of his muscles ?

Carl had to admit his boss was impressive, if not an arrogant bastard. The females, married or not, couldn't miss the big bulge he casually displayed in his tight bathing trunks. Carl knew if it came down to it he couldn't compete with him. The guy was bigger, stronger and far more confident than he.

Soon Carl was rubbing oil into the fine white creamy skin of his beautiful blonde wife's ass.

 

[angelique127]

Isabelle stood above her passive and obediant hubby like a blonde goddess while he massaged the warm lotion on his legs and derrierre. She was naked except for her heels. Isabelle was aware that Carl was sneaking peeks at her pussy making his own condition worse. His little dickie was stiff inside his sheer panties and aching for release although Carl would suffer first even if she permitted him to mastaurbate tonight. It was such a thrill to tease him and hear him beg. Perhaps he wasn't pleading yet but he soon would be.

" Stand up panty boy. My back is slightly red, I need you to rub lotion on it. " Isabelle stated, leaning against the dresser. Standing behind her Isabelle was slightly taller than him when she was wearing heels. This only added to her dominance...

" That feels so good...Carl, stop that behavior this very second. How dare you, the next thing you know you will be fondling yourself without my permission ! " Isabelle admonished, after feeling Carl's little pantied dickie brush lightly up and down on thigh.

" I do declare you remind me of a horny little male dog sometimes. " Isabelle complained while pulling her long blondes tresses on top of her head with a pearl comb to give her hapless hubby easier acess to her shoulders. She almost laughed at Carl's shamed sheepish expression...but Isabelle knew it was important to keep him under her thumb. She expected an obediant passive husband who knew his place in their marriage.

After Carl finished her back and shoulders his wife told him to kneel down behind her.

" Kiss it dearie...show me how you like to please me. " Isabelle ordered, refering to her round ass cheeks...

 

[Slyguy999]

Carl didn't hesitate and obediately knelt down behind his beautiful blonde wife. Her ass was too die for, he thought, and he loved to worship her the way she deserved. Carl considered himself the luckiest guy in the world to be married to such a goddess.

Isabelle ordered him to kiss her fine sensational butte and using his hands he gripped her round cheeks with his hands and pushed them apart. Immediately his eager tongue found her tight little asshole and he licked it giving it the attention just the way she liked. Carl resisted the urge to touch his panty covered dick which ached from being so stiff. Isabelle demanded and expected his complete undivided attention and his pleasure would have to wait until later if he was permitted to even recieve a reward. As he continued to please his wife, Carl, in his effort to do so allowed his tongue slip up into the folds of her delishious wet pussy for a brief second.

 

[angelique127]

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[angelique127]

Isabelle was enjoying the ass worship her loyal hubby was performing on her. Carl's skills were definately improving now that she had total control over him. Dear hubby did not dare question her authority, he knew his place in their marriage. So many marriages these days were under matriarchy where the woman was in charge of every aspect. Even her mother had been the dominant one and her dear ol' passive daddy was content to let mother rule. Some males were happy to cherise their wifes and do their bidding, in and out of bed. Isabelle felt Carl's tongue touch her pussy if by accident.

" Carl ,how dare you taste my pussy without my permission ! '' Isabelle scolded.
" You need to concentrate on my asshole, like a good boy. Do you know how many men would love to be where you are now ? "

Carl grunted returning to the task on hand.

" Mmmmm that feels so nice...be a good boy and stick your tongue inside there and show me how much you appreciate your loving wife. "

Of course he did as told.

" Oh baby... yes... oh you naughty boy ! " Isabelle gasped with pleasure. Unable to wait any longer she turned around before reclining on the bed on the silk sheets. Spreading her legs she beckoned her husband to lay between them.

" Now darling you have my permission to inhale the scent of my cunt. " she offered, " but don't you dare taste it until I say you can, do you understand me ? "

Carl knew the rules and what was expected of him. His beautiful blonde wife had trained him that her pleasure came first...always. And if he did a proper job of pleasing her she might allow him a reward. Isabelle let him wait, knowing the musky scent and the sight of her wet pussy only excited him further.

Isabelle let him inhale her musky scent for a moment before granting him permission...

" What are you waiting for boy ? My pussy needs alittle attention after being around your handsome black boss all day... "

 

[Slyguy999]

Carl was under her spell. His cock was so hard inside his silky panties. Just gazing at his lovely wifes pussy, let alone breathing in her sexy woman scent made him as hard as it could get. He knew if he made her have several orgasms he might even be permitted to have one of his own.

" What are you waiting for boy ? My pussy needs alittle attention after being around your new handsome black boss all day ! "

At the mention of his rival he cringed but his cock actually throbbed. This did not stop him from tasting his wife's wet pussy. Carl knew from experience how Isabelle liked to be pleasured. He had learned this skill having spent countless hours between her legs. Most of the time if he succeeded in pleasing her and Isabelle would allow him to stroke his own cock until he cummed afterward. Carl really wanted a blow job or even to be inside her hot cunt but that rarely happened. Long ago he had resigned himself to the fact that Isabelle considered his cock too small, at four and a half inches, to give her any pleasure. But what was even worse was that if he didn't manage to please her with his lips and tongue the punishment was severe. Isabelle made him wear the dreaded cockcage. Once she had caught him jerking off when he thought she was asleep and she made him wear it for two very long weeks. Carl was allowed only to have it removed to clean or shower or under her supervision.

Needless to say Carl did his best to get her off. He was careful not to give her clitty to much attention. Once she starting moving her hips up and down on his face and whimpering, he know he was doing it the right way.

 

[angelique127]

Isabelle loved the way her well trained husband ate her pussy. Yes sometimes she fantasized about being dominated by a male with a big cock, something Carl was lacking but he often made up for it with his tongue and his dedication to her. Not to mention he was so easy to control and she loved to take advantage of it.

If the truth be told Isabelle preferred to ride his face, it was easier to control the movement and smother Carl, making him desperate to breath. Of course he knew better than to protest, Carl was so passive. Instead she reached down and forced his face into her wet cunt...

" Oh yes sugar, eat your wife's pussy...be a good boy...lick my naughty pussy ! "

Isabelle spread her legs even further apart to give him more access, arching her back while doing so...she was oh so close to cumming on his face ! All of a sudden the blonde wife felt her husbands tongue slip down and touch her tight asshole and she lost it...

" Oh my God... darling... I'm creaming all over your face ! I just can't help it ! "

 

[Slyguy999]

Carl

Playing the role of the dedicated and devoted husband, Carl lapped up his lovely wife's cunt as she used his face to cream on. He loved every minute of it, wanting nothing more than to please her. Carl knew that Isabelle's pleasure came first and he existed to serve her wishes the best he could if only permitted to use his mouth. How many times had his wife made fun of his little 'dickie' and called it worthless ? He knew that he could never satisfy her with his tiny four and a half incher.

Perhaps now that he had pleased her, maybe she would permitt him to jack off in his panties. Sometimes Isabelle would make him wear her own scented panties on his face while he played with himself.

It all depended on her mood.

Carl knew better than to ask. He just sat there waiting, his little dickie rock hard inside the silky panty, aching for release...

 

[angelique127]

Isabelle was enjoying the afterglow but really wouldn't mind having a very big cock fuck her senseless right now. For a brief moment she even considered letting her passive husband use his little penis on her but decided it was not worth it. Besides, despite using his talented tongue to give her pleasure he really didn't deserve that much of a reward...

Still Isabelle couldn't get the image of her hubby's new black boss out of her mind. Standing there so confident in that tight white speedo showing off that massive bulge for all the ladies to see and drool over...

And then again there always was her dildo...

Suddenly feeling frustrated, Isabelle decided to get in the bath before going to sleep.

" Carl would you be a sweetheart and prepare the whirlpool for me ? "

The look on his poor neglected face was priceless. He had expected something more. Of course he knew better than to dare protest or complain and rushed off to do as was told. His release would have to wait she reasoned...

 

[Slyguy999]

Carl

Carl couldn't sleep and laid in bed next to his beautiful wife who was sound asleep beside him. As usual he had doted upon Isabelle, preparing her bath to her specifications and washed her back with the specail soft sponge, dried her wet body with a towel and assisted dressing her in a sheer nightgown. This only proved to make his situation worse. Carl had not been permitted to cum in fourteen days and nights since his last reward. Of course his wife didn't know about the time last week when he was at work and went into the bathroom and quickly found relief, being careful not to leave any evidence, but that was just not the same as being with Isabelle. Carl had even felt guilty afterwards.

Once again he had been neglected by his beautiful wife. He had did his best to please her, despite giving her an orgasm. Carl waited until he was sure that she was asleep before stroking his little cock, not wanting to be caught. If discovered, he would be forced to wear the dreaded cage, a punishment he absolutely hated. Yes Carl went along willingly with Isabelles rules in their marriage, pampering her on demand, and to be honest he loved every minute of it but he just wished she would be more sensitive to HIS needs. It was torture to suffer days on end and not allowed to cum. And Isabelle did her best to tease him, dressing in sexy clothes and lingerie, both in public or private. Today was a perfect example, Isabelle had worn her skimpy bikini to the party and had been the center of attention.

Carl couldn't very well stroke his cock in bed next to her. If he made a mess in his panty or on the sheets his wife might discover it. So he got out of bed very slowly, not wanting to chance waking her and went into the bathroom. He went directly to the hamper and found a pair of his wife's worn panties and held them to his nose. Their was nothing better than Isabelle's sexy musky female scent.

The passive husband was finished within a minute and back in bed, grateful that he had not been caught.

 

[angelique127]

Bored with herself the next day while her husband was at work, Isabelle decided to go shopping. Her best friend Renee' mentioned a new shoe and lingerie shop that opened downtown that supposedly had very goodlooking well dressed young men employed there, ready and willing to assist your every need. The valued customers, females of course, were even offered wine while they shopped and tried on shoes.

In the mood to tease, Isabelle chose to wear a short skirt and stockings. Feeling playful the blonde slipped into a pair of pearl panties. They felt so good when she walked, reminding her that she was a female.

Before leaving the house Isabelle texted her husband, warning him she was going on a shopping spree. It wasn't her fault that Carl didn't get that promotion and a handsome black man did. To help him get through the day Isabelle added a selfie of herself...

 

[Slyguy999]

Carl

Carl winced when he read the text from his beautiful blonde wife. Shopping was her favorite past time although Isabelle often overspent. Carl didn't dare protest that they were living beyond their means. His wife was spoiled and pampered and he accepted it, knowing he was lucky to be married to such a beautiful woman. Isabelle was a goddess and deserved to be treated as one.

The devoted husband gazed in awe at the selfie she had so thankfully sent to him. The blouse was sort of sheer but Carl understood that his wife liked to show off her body. Just like at the pool party the other day when she had worn that bikini. Guys from the office were still coming up to him and complimenting him about how beautiful his wife was and how lucky he was. Carl wasn't too niave to realize that some of them were making more crude comments behind his back. What really bothered him was when Jamal had called him into his office, which should of been his and asked how a wimpy guy like Carl had managed to have such a lovely wife. How could a man like him handle a hot babe like her ? Carl face turned red and he didn't answer, not wanting to get on this Jamal's bad side. To be honest his new boss was turning Carl into his personnal flunky, sending him on errands like picking up his clothes from the dry cleaner, getting take out from a nearby restaurant, cleaning the office. The worst was when he told Carl to get on his knees and polish his shoes.

Carl had no other choice but to comply.

Just then the phone rang.

" Hey boy get your lame ass down here now ! '' Jamal demanded.

" Yes sir be right there. " Carl responded, suddenly eager to please. What does he want this time Carl wondered, hoping it wasn't going to be difficult or demanding. As he headed down the hall he wondered why his new boss liked to talk down to him. He didn't do that to no one else.

 

[angelique127]

The Zebra Lounge

Isabelle entered the shopand was immediately impressed by the layout and the dozens of heels and boots they had to offer. Their were several other female customers about and she examined several pair of heels, admiring them. They appeared to be pricey but this did not matter to Isabelle at all.

" Pleased to meet you and welcome to our establishment ma'am. Is this your first time here ? "

She looked up at the tall dark and handsome black gentlemen with the deep voice who towered above her. He was dressed in dark trousers and a white button down shirt and silk tie. What was going on with all these attractive black men lately ? How come she had never noticed how good looking some of them really were ? Perhaps she had been sheltered all of her life, after all they really didn't socailize outside their certain circle with the underclass.

" Why yes, this is my first time here, sir "


'' My name is Jerome. If you need assistance I would be more than happy to help you, Mrs...? "

" Oh... my name is Isabelle Anderson. "

" Well Mrs. Anderson feel free to browse throughout the store. As you can see we have hundreds of shoes and towards the back we have jewelry, bathing attire and exotic lingerie to chose from. "

Thank you Jerome. Oh I really like these. May I try them on ?" Isabelle inquired about a five inch pair of stillettos. They would be perfect to wear on vacation when at the club.

" And what size do you wear Mrs. Anderson ? "

" Size five would be perfect I think. "

" Let me go and find them in your size. Why don't you go and have a seat and I will be with you shortly. " Jerome offered, " Or look around and let me know if you see anything else you like. "

" Thank you sir. " Isabelle smiled.

Taking a seat and crossing her legs Isabelle looked about the strore. She noticed that their was two other salesman, both of them rather good looking black men assisting the half dozen white wealthy female patrons. This was the first time I Isabelle knew of a all male establishment serving the ladies.

Before long Jerome returned carrying a box. Sitting down on a stool Jerome took her foot and removed her heel, one at a time. " Mrs Anderson, I almost forgot, where are my manners, would you like a glass of wine ? " he asked nodding at two ice buckets sitting nearby.

It was early in the afternoon but Isabelle decided to throw caution to the wind. " Why yes I would, thank you. "

" Red or white ? Jerome asked.

" Red would be delightful. "

Jerome poured a glass of red wine for the beautiful blonde. Taking the heel out of the box Jerome lifted her foot with his other hand and slipped it on.

" Honestly, their is nothing better than seeing a lady in high heels. The way they accent her entire leg and the derriere, if I must say, is remarkable."

As Jerome put on the other heel, his very strong hands massaged her foot for a few moments. This caused Isabelle to feel a shiver of pleasure up and down her spine.

" Your legs are perfect. Have you ever considered being a model ? "

For some reason Isabelle blushed. Jerome was being so charming. She took a sip of wine. " Not really. "

Jerome smiled showing a row of pearly white teeth, " Okay then...why don't you walk up and down and see how those shoes fit. Pretend you're on the runway showing off that hot body ."

Isabelle stood up, and strutted back and forth before the the salesman. The pearls slid over her pussy as she did so making her feel so feminine. Maybe it was his deep voice and his dominant manner but Isabelle felt the need to do what he wanted.

" Nice, now put your foot up on that stool and let me see your legs. Has anybody ever told you your calves and thighs are perfection. "

Of course countless of men including her dear hubby had admired her shapely gams but not so many had been so bold. Jerome was softly carressing her stocking covered legs..." Yes, you are one fine classy lady. I'm positive your husband is going to love seeing you in these heels. "

Isabelle couldn't argue about that and she made no move to move away...

 

[Slyguy999]

Carl was told to have a seat.

Jamal got right to the point. " I need a favor. Have you ever boxed before ? "

" No not really sir. " Carl seemed caught off guard by the question.

Jamal snorted, " I didn't think so. What the hell, you can't weigh over one fifty at most. Anyhows I got a situation, my sparring partner down at the gym broke his arm and can't practice wit me for awhile, you know what I mean ? I have an amataur fight coming up soon and I need a replacement. "

Poor Carl's eyes widened in surprise when he realized where this was heading, " But sir, I don't have any experience in a..., I mean at boxing. "

" You don't need no experience. All you gotta do is be natural. " Jamal smirked.

This was outside of Carl' job discription. Why me, he thought ?

" Mr. Farhan, sir, I am not much of a boxer, I'm sure you could find someone much better. " Carl stated.

" What are you boy, some kind of wimp ? Does your wife make you wear panties ? "

Carl's mouth dropped open in shock. He couldn't possibly know the truth , could he ? " N-n-no sir...I mean... I guess...just saying I don't think I would be very good at it. "

" I beg to differ. You be there at five o' clock sharp, understand ? Or else. "

Carl knew he had no other choice. " Yes sir. "

 

[angelique127]

Isabelle didn't want to move a muscle, enjoying the way of the black salesman's fingers carressing her stocking clad leg. At this moment she didn't care if anyone else was watching them...too bad Carl wasn't here to see how efficent this gentleman was.

Finally Isabelle decided to try on another pair. " I think I will purchase these, thank you ! "

" Of course, madame, are there any other pair you would care to try on ? I have some more articals in the specail private member's only back room. "

" Oh really ? Too bad I am not a member ...yet. '' Isabelle stated, now very curious about the 'private' back room.

Jerome smiled, " Miss Anderson when you purchase those shoes you become a member. "

" Well, why don't we go see what you all have to offer. " Isabelle suggested.

She followed Jerome to a door in the back of the store. He opened it and she stepped inside while Jerome pressed a button changing the status to ' OCCUPIED '

The large room was filled with racks of lingerie and very high heels on lighted shelves. Soft music played in the background. It was rather romantic in a way, if not seductive. Isabelle noticed a big plush red satin covered chair in the middle of the room next to a black leather table. The scent of a pleasant incense was in the air...

Jerome cleared his throat, " Over here Mrs. Anderson we have several kinds of erotic lingerie you might be interested in. With a body such as yours I am certain you would look appealing in anything. "

This remark made Isabelle blush for some reason. Jerome was not only good looking but full of confidence. She moved over to a rack of sheer baby dolls and other nighties in every color. There were so many too chose from.

" While you may look good in any color because of your blonde hair, may I suggest something in white or black. " Jerome offered in his deep masculine voice that made her knees weak...

 

[Slyguy999]

Carl went back to his little cubby wondering how it all came down to this. He had never been in a boxing ring let alone even in a fight in high school days. Carl knew that he didn't stand a chance against this guy. Besides he was supposed to go home and prepare dinner for his loving wife tonight

Carl...hey baby I have to work late tonight. I'm sorry I can't prepare dinner.

After a few minutes Isabelle texted back... Isabelle ...Excuse me, I have been looking forward to our dinner engagement this evening. Why not ? I can't wait to show off my new pair of high heels I just purchased.

Carl...Me and the guys have to go to the gym. Will be home as soon as I can

Isabelle...Does this have something to do with your new boss Jamal ? "

Carl...yes it is a new wellness program that has been enacted.

Isabelle...Hmmmm...do I have to call him and give him a piece of my mind ? He doesn't own you does he ?

Carl...of course not. I will be home as soon as I can.

Isabelle...okay darling, my feet are so sore from trying on all these high heels. I need one of your loving foot massages asap. I have to go baby, I'm trying on all these shoes. Can't wait to show you !

Carl frowned, not being able to tell his wife not to spend to much. A beauty like her deserved to be treated like a goddess and spoiled no matter what the cost.

 

[angelique127]

Isabelle stopped texting with her phone.

" Husbands can be so annoying. Why, where were we ? " she said as the handsome black male employee waited to assist her with several pair of heels she had chosen to try on.

" Yes miss. Would you like to try these on next ? "

" Yes. I do declare I feel so spoiled when I come here. You all are so attentive to my needs. " Isabelle complimented.

" We like to please Mrs. Anderson." Jerome smiled showing off his pearly whites as he slipped on another heel upon her foot.

Isabelle feeling very naughty raised her leg which caused her the hem of her short dress to rise up revealing a glimpse of her pearl panty...she posed in that position for a moment.

Jerome noticed of course. He paused considering his options. One of the benefits of this job was the many beautiful and wealthy white female patrons who shopped there. Taking a chance Jerome gripped his hand around her ankle and lifted her leg even slightly higher, admiring the view of paradise.

The beautiful blonde wife gasped, caught in the act of teasing him. Without warning Jerome took her other leg and boldly pushed it up spreading her apart to his gaze.

" Did you come here to cock tease me, Mrs. Anderson ? "

" Shocked but excited at being manhandled by some powerful black man, in a private back room, Isabelle panicked. " Oh please young man don't misunderstand, I am a married lady ! ''

Jerome smirked but could tell this was not the time that it was going to happen. Nevertheless she would be back, if not sooner but later. He realised her and remaining polite helped her gather her purchases. Isabelle paid for them and left the shop confused by her overwhelming emotions.

 

[Slyguy999]

It was worse than Carl could ever imagined.

Arriving at the gym on time Carl was shown to the locker room. A young black man gave him some pink boxing trunks and matching headgear. At first he was going to refuse to wear it but decided it wasn't worth argueing about. Carl just wanted to get it over with and get home to his beautiful wife. Then he remembered he was wearing panties. Fortunately the young black man had his back turned and was playing on his phone and didn't notice Carl undress quickly and put on the pink trunks.

Once ready Carl followed the young man into the main gym and towards a boxing ring. Several bystanders were there, all black males with several white females working out. In the middle of the ring Jamal was waiting. His muscled body was shiny with sweat and he scowled once he saw his victim.

" Damn I didn't think you would show up boy. " Jamal taunted.

" Did I really have a choice sir ? " Carl said as he climbed into the ring.

" Not if you want to keep your job. Put those on. " Jamal nodded towards a pink pair of boxing gloves hanging on the turnbuckle. For a moment Carl considered reasoning with his new boss. He knew he didn't stand a chance in hell. Supposedly Carl was only here as a sparring partner since the other guy was injured.

Someone rung the bell and Carl thought Oh shit as Jamal advanced towards him pounding his gloves together.