George’s excited

George helped Abbey up and pulled her into a hug. “I can’t believe you actually pimpped yourself out for some clothes,” he said.

She smiled, “I’m glad I did. You seemed to enjoy it.”

He nodded, “Fuck yeah. Should I pour us some wine, and we chat?”

Abbey nodded, moving to the couch as her husband’s cum dripped out of her. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. I was worried I pushed it too far,” she called out to him as she heard a pop from the kitchen. George came back with two glasses of bubbles a few moments later. “Bubbles, are we celebrating something?”

George smiled, “To my loving wife, who is a total slut. May we enjoy this all the more.”

They clinked glasses before Abbey took a sip. In the meantime, George said, “You didn’t push it too far, it’s fine, and was a real turn on, getting home seeing you dressed up, with your debt certificate.”

Abbey nodded, “Yeah, it was. So do you think you might find someone to be your ****?”

George shrugged, “I don’t want to jinx it, but yeah maybe,” Abbey started. “I had someone hitting on the last little while, but it was, well, inappropriate. And she has kind of suggested that she would be into being my ****.”

“Wait? Really? Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked.

He smiled, “Know how I said you couldn’t complain?” Abbey nodded. “Well, it’s Clare.”

Abbey frowned, “Clare, who? Wait, my little sister Clare? How long has she been hitting on you?”

George blushed, “Since before we were married.”

“George! She turned 18 last summer?” Abbey replied in shock.

George smiled, “I told you it was inappropriate, not just because we were monogamous, but also her age.”

“Wow, so while I’m getting fucked you are going to try and bed my sister?” she asked.

George nodded, “I thought it could be fun.”

“And you think she would be your ****?” Abbey asked.

George nodded again, “Yeah, she suggested that she could be my willing ****, live with me and do anything I want.”

“And,” Abbey paused, “Would you want her to be like a house ****?”

George paused himself. “Wait, would you be interested?”

“In my sister being my ****, as in cleaning the house, yes.”

George raised an eyebrow, “And as a sex ****?”

Abbey shuddered, “Umm, she can be your sex ****.”

George smiled, “Your skin has broken out in gooseflesh. Do you like the idea? You want to come home from being out fucking your masters and have your little sister kiss your worn pussy and suck the cum out of you?”

Abbey downed the last of her wine.