Leather fetish mistress

You listen intently as your wife continues to talk down to the teen babysitter.

"This is what is going to happen, Sarah. Next weekend, at the usual time, you will show up for babysitting. Except, instead of the kids, you will be with us for the entire time. You will serve, as well as be served, by one or both of us, during the entire time. I recommend you get plenty of rest ahead of time!"

You watch as your wife helps the semen splattered eighteen-year-old to her feet.

"When you arrive, go to the guest bath and prepare for the evening. A wardrobe and props will be ready and waiting for you there."

Your mind flashes with all kind of raunchy images, your cock swelling and wagging as you sit on the floor.

"John !"

You get batted in the head by your wife's hand. She must have been calling you two or three times as your mind had been wandering.

"Yes, dear?" you ask, fearful to screw up what was falling into place for next weekend.

"Help Sarah gather her things. You're done with her.. for this week!"

You can't help but lick your lips as you look at the worried teenager.