Date Night

"The children are all fed and put to bed?" Reena asked. She liked an early bedtime in the house, and she liked Douglas subservient and domesticated. She stood before the full-length mirror in her bedroom nude, a dark forest of curls between her thighs. Douglas stared at her, craving her ... her feel, her taste, her scent, everything.

She looked over at him impishly, shaking her head.

"It's a date night, tonight, sweetie. Come help me get ready," Douglas walked over to her.

"And what are we wearing tonight?" Douglas prompted.

"A sari," Reena responded.

"Ah. Kumar's in town?" Douglas said. Reena smirked, hearing the hint of a petulant tone.

"He is. I believe he was your idea, wasn't he? I would have thought that little cage on your nub would have quashed all those rebellious and jealous thoughts. It's been so many years after all," Reena said. Chastity was an indispensable part of their relationship, and it had gradually eroded his length, to the point it fit into a flat chastity cage now, and was affectionately called a 'nub.'

"Yes, he was," Douglas said, his lips pursed.

"Yes, he was," Reena agreed. "What was it again? Reena, don't marry Rocco, you'll lose sight of your culture and faith. You need someone from your home country to keep you grounded in you roots."

That much was true, Douglas knew. It'd been a long eighteen months for both Antoine and Douglas while Reena and Rocco had gone from dating, primarily to raise Douglas's hackles, to actually exploring a relationship. It'd taken every ounce of restraint not to protest when Reena started to sport a huge diamond ring, and he'd gone into the deepest funk when Reena moved in with Rocco, and shortly after started showing the signs of being pregnant again.

And the only argument he'd had, at the end of the day when he tried to convince Reena not to marry Rocco, was that she should have someone whose roots and culture mirrored her own to date.

She still saw Rocco of course. His daughters, Gianna and Alexis, even called Reena mom, and Reena called the extended break a pause. But she now had another interloper, taking up her time, taking her away from Douglas. And Kumar had a cock every bit as impressive as Antoine's.

Douglas wordlessly dressed Reena. Anklets. Toe rings. Bracelets. Earrings. Rosewater scents upon her flesh. A brightly colored sari, complimented by the red ink bindi on her forehead. She clucked at him teasingly.

"You're a little morose tonight, darling," Reena said. "On your back in bed."

Douglas laid back onto Reena's bed, his legs drawing up. She took out a weighty pink magic wand, turning on the vibration and placing it onto his big balls. It was the same device she applied to her clit, when she deigned to allow Douglas to eat her out. Douglas grunted, his hips pushing skyward, and after a few moments, he was uncontrollably shooting his cum, marring his own chest.

"Will you be back tonight?" he panted. She laughed.

"You know Kumar likes me close when he's in town. I'll see you at work Monday, sweetie. I've put some bottles in the fridge for Marcela when she gets hungry. Rocco will be by to spend time with her tomorrow, and I'll know if you're not on your best behavior." And with that, she gave Douglas a chaste kiss on the cheek and went out for her date.