Kinky offering

Jasmine left work about 4 o’clock, George closer to five. He did as his wife had bid and stopped off for a drink on the way home. But he drank it quickly and left shortly after. He sent a message to Abbey and Jasmine to let them know he was on the way from the pub and drove home.

His heart was in his throat as he pulled into the garage. He got out and walked into the kitchen to hear Abbey say. “I’m in the living room.”

George followed her voice to see her alone wearing a burgundy satin robe. “Jasmine’s not here yet?” he asked, kissing her hello.

“Oh no, she is,” Abbey replied, taking his hand and guiding him toward the bedroom.

George knew they had plans but was not prepared for what he saw. There on their bed was Jasmine, naked but for some very revealing leather straps. She was tied spread eagle on the bed, her arms and ankles fastened to the bedposts. “Jasmine is all your dear.”

George looked down at her, his eyes wide. “Wow, I was not expecting this.”

Jasmine looked back at him and said quietly, “Fuck me please, Sir, fuck me hard.”

Abbey reached around George and started to undo his shirt, “You can untie her if you like. The leather halter she is wearing can be used to tie her arms behind her back or in front of her. There are condoms in the nightstand if you want to use them.” Jasmine squirmed at her words. “And I have already eaten her to one screaming orgasm, so if you just want to get to fucking her, she is all wet and ready. Though she does taste really good.”

Abbey pulled his shirt from his shoulders and started on his belt. “You serious?” he asked them both.

“Jasmine?” Abbey asked.

“I’m all yours, Sir. Fuck me, spank me, whatever you want tonight,” she told him. “As Abbey said, there are condoms, if you want them.”

George shuddered, “Considering I have already cum in you, why would I want them?” he asked.

Jasmine shuddered under his vision as Abbey pulled his pants and underwear down. His wife leant into his ear as she said, “Because yesterday she was wearing her diaphragm.”

George shuddered, “You mean, if you are fertile, you could get pregnant?” he asked Jasmine as Abbey stroked his cock.

“No, Sir, I mean I am fertile right now.” George felt weak in his knees.