Nicole unpacks her present

Still locked in your chastity belt, you take Nicole's hand and pull her to her seat.

"Ta-da," you call triumphantly and present the envelope on her plate with both hands. She sits down and with a curious gleam in her eyes, she tears open the envelope at one corner and takes out the printed invitation card.

While she reads, you follow every movement on her face. But you can't read a positive or negative emotion there. When she's finished, she looks up at you questioningly.

"A sex club for couples?"

"Well, for couples, but single women and men can also register there."

Nicole jumps up and gives you a big hug.

"Thank you very much. I've always wanted that. I've just never dared to say that I'd like to watch other couples having sex. Or let them watch us," she adds with a blush.

"Besides, it goes perfectly with your present. Then we don't even have to buy a new outfit for you, just for me."

Your gaze falls on the tight leather piece around your hips and again you try to smile with a good face. You feel a little ridiculous in this piece. Almost like a eunuch. But oh well. It's a compromise and to be honest you're glad that Nicole reacted so positively to your present.

Then your gaze wanders back to your wife and you notice how she has placed both feet on the front edge of the chair and is gently letting the fingers of her hand glide over her clitoris.

"What turns you on more now?" you ask. "The anticipation of going to the club, or seeing me in this... outfit?"

"Both," Nicole breathes. "But I would be even more turned on if you dipped your tongue into my honey pot now."