Madam had both of her work Christmas Parties this week, midweek was the meal for the team from the Milton Keynes office and then on Friday Night was the head office bash in London.
Now the lunch on Wednesday was just for the team and was pretty much over by 3pm, everyone happy and I picked up Madam close to the pub where they had the do and then took her over to Master’s house to wait for him to come home.
Friday was a whole different arrangement. this was bit of a bash in London at a hotel and the company was bringing in a lot of the team leads and senior managers from all of their offices. This was an event for employees and their partners to attend.
Now that Madam is a Project lead, she received her invite and as it was for partners Master John was asked if he would attend, which he fully agreed to. The hotel for the bash offered discounted rooms and Madam and Sir duly booked a room for the night.
so why wasn’t I accompanying my wife – When we moved from Leicester down to Milton Keynes and Madam transferred into this company she made it clear to the company that she was Ms X (using her maiden name), she isn’t known as Mrs Luff, all her documents have been changed back to her maiden name and no one has questioned her use of Ms. at one point we even discussed changing my surname to her maiden name, but it was felt that we should only do the one change.
So everyone at Madam’s work believes that she is divorced/ separated and had a Boyfriend – John. He attend the work functions, attends the dinner parties and provides Madam with the “Arm Candy” that is appropriate for these functions.
So lunch time on Friday Madam arrived home to change and to collect her bag for the evening, Sir arrived shortly after and I drove both of them to the train station to head into London. Madam and Sir were in the back and as we drove Madam gave me instructions for the evening ahead
” Now billie I want you to enjoy our evening tonight as much as we will, once you get back to the house change into your underwear and heels, no maids uniform this evening. keep your phone to hand and set up your tablet in the spare room, switched on and logged in.”
“If I send you a message, I will expect a response with 2 minutes, do you understand dear?”
“Yes Madam.”
“You are not to go to bed until we go to bed and you will be messaged when that is, you will sleep in the spare room tonight so make sure you have your things in there for later.”
“Yes Madam.”
Once Madam and Sir had been dropped off, I headed home, parked up and went and changed. The journey into London can take just over an hour and so I know that I had a 30-40 minute period to get ready prior to Madam getting off the train. I wasn’t sure how long until they got to the hotel, but I thought that I had best crack on.
So I headed to the maids room and changed out of my (male) trousers and blouse. I had been wearing a body suit, suspenders and stockings so thought that I had best change to the usual Friday evening underwear of Basque, stockings, panties and heels. As normal I added one of my plugs and slipped on my 4″ courts shoes. A little bit of make up, lipstick added, a pair of pearl clip on earrings and for some reason I added the thin leather collar that I had.
I gathered up my bed clothes – black chemis, French knickers, suspender belt and stockings. I headed to the bed room carrying my folded clothes with my phone on top and then picked up the tablet from the living room. once in the bed room I placed the clothes on the pillow, propped the tablet up on the wooden stand on the bed side cabinet. I plugged the tablet into the mains and then logged in with my profile. all was set.
I sent Madam a text to say that I had complied with her instructions and received a reply saying that I they would be arriving in the station shortly and she would text me when they were in the taxi.
I went about my jobs, mainly tidying up Madam’s bedroom and en-suite after they had used at lunch time. My phone pinged with a message, “go to the tablet and turn on the skype”
I presented myself in the spare room infront of the tablet just as the skype call came in, I turned it on and saw Madam and Sir in the back of a cab.
“Very nice dear, turn around, lovely, bend over, now panties down, very nice.”
I have no idea what the cab driver made of that as a conversation in the back of the cab!!
“We should be at the hotel in about 10 minutes and then checking in, leave the skype on, but put the tablet on the floor facing the stool, I’ll send you a text, and I’ll expect you set up within 5 minutes.”
my phone pinged and a text arrive, Madam must have pre typed these, as this was quick –
“get my strap on fix it to the vanity stool in the bed room, kneel and worship your Mistress’s cock, you will be told when to stop by text.”
Madam keeps her special toy in the drawer next to her bed, so I tottered off to get it, on the way back I collected a hand towel and spare pillow for my knees, I had no idea how long I would be there so thought it was best to prepare. The towel went down on the top of the padded bench stool and I undid the straps of the harness and wrapped them around the stool to secure it in place.
I repositioned the tablet to see the stool, dildo and me, adjusted and once ready I knelt and started to comply with Madam’s instructions. my phone was placed on the stool to the side of the dildo.
I spent probably about 20 minutes kneeling sucking on the dildo, while I had the occasional sideways glance I could occasionally see that Madam or Sir watching what I was doing.
Ping!- message “very nice dear, just checked in, heading to the room, keep going”
a few minutes later Ping! “now in the room, nice view” the attached photo showed a selfie of Madam holding Sir’s cock. “you can stop now, get some lube on the dildo and you can fuck yourself while I show you how to suck a cock!”
it is a conflicting turn on when your wife is with someone else and talking dirty, and you are being a remote voyeur.
I repositioned the tablet and quickly grabbed the lube from the drawer of the bedside cabinet. I removed my plug and slowly positioned myself on the strap on.
Madam promised me a show and that is what I got, her in a London Hotel on her knees sucking Sir’s Maleness as he sat on the chair in the room. while I back at home watched fascinated and slowly fucked my self.
As Madam finished her task she turned to the camera on the phone that Sir had been holding, showed me her mouth with Sir’s cum and then swallowed and smiled.
The show was over Madam informed me she was going to unpack now and that I should carry on with my work about the house, with that the skype connection closed.
I got off the dildo, cleaned it and went about my jobs, with my phone always to hand.
about an hour later there was a message that came through, “get your headphones and go to the main bedroom.” I went and picked up the set of Bluetooth headphones that I use in the car and the office and got to bed room. I quickly created the connection and placed the headphone on my head. The phone rung “Yes Ma’am?”
“Go to your corner and face the wall.” I replied and headed to my allotted spot in Madam’s bed room, I did as I always do when dismissed to the corner and that is to get a close into the corner as I can, head slightly bowed without touching the wall and my heels together. my hands behind my back.
The phone line was still open and I could hear Madam and Sir Talking. it sounded like they were on the bed and then I realised what was about to happen. Often when Madam and her boyfriend were about to have sex and they wanted me near but not involved I would be sent to the corner. this was about to happen but with me remote from them.
The call lasted over 45 minutes and I stood in the corner, in my 4″ heels, my calves burning listening to the love making of my Mistress and her partner. my caged penis twitched with frustration for the period. for a large part of this time I had my eyes closed so that my senses would focus on hearing what was going on, with my imagination full of images of Madam with Sir.
once they had finished and Madam had recovered, I heard Madam’s voice “Billie, I could really do with your tongue here at the moment but unfortunately that’s not possible, you are dismissed, we’ll speak later.” and the phone went dead.
I spent the next 10 minutes wandering about to ease my calves.
About 6.30pm a message came through from Madam, “Lace Tops or Seams?”
It wasn’t really a question, Madam loves wearing her FF Seams when she goes out so theer really wasn’t a choice, besides I had packed 2 pairs for her and the Lace Tops were standby’s in case she happened to have a run in her stockings. so I replied “Seams Madam, what else would my Mistress wear.”
About 6.45pm I had a ping of a message from Sir, “check your email”
There was a set of photos from Master showing Madam draped on the bed in her lingerie for the evening, a black waist clicher/ waspie, quarter cup bra supporting her breasts but with her nipples exposed. her black velvet choker with a small white cameo on it, black FF stockings and her strappy 5″ heels (they have a 1.5″ platform). she looked amazing, I was incredibly proud of how elegant my wife looked and very jealous at the fact that she was with Master.
The email simply said “Your sexy wife, my hot slut”, with that my phone pinged and a photo from Master came through and it showed Madam, in her “little Black Dress” in the hotel Foyer, the tag line was “about to get in a cab.” I can’t deny it. when Madam puts on the Glam, she looks the part, she looked very sexy and very sophisticated.
I then had 2 more messages in quite quick succession from Sir, a selfie of him and Madam in the back of the cab and the second and few moments later was an up skirt photo showing me that she wasn’t wearing knickers, her thighs framed by her stocking tops – the tag line was “what kind of wife goes to her work function with no panties on – the type that want to be fucked by someone that isn’t her husband!”
There was nothing more so I went and had my evening meal in the kitchen, and afterwards did some work on the computer, mainly trying to save some of the blog information from Tumblr.
about 9.20pm, Madam sent a message “had a lovely meal, just having a drink at the moment, company is wonderful, the boss’s wife is very taken with John, he is a charmer! My boss can’t keep his eyes off my legs and Seams, a good choice as always from my devoted hubbie. the band is very good, John has promised me a few dances, particularly looking forward to some slow dances with him. I’ll message soon, keep awake!”
at nearly 10pm a message arrived from Ma’am, “don’t get bored dear, go and worship my cock for a while, have the tablet to hand.”
I headed to the bedroom and set the tablet up and started to orally worship the fake cock. I had been there for just over 10 minutes when the skype call arrived.
“Oh good gurl billie, very nice, you are doing very well on that.”
I glanced side ways and could see both Madam and Sir looking into the phone.
“keep going dear we’ll check in on you shortly.” and with that the call ended.
over the course of the next hour and a half Madam called in to check on me fellating the strap on, telling me to stop and to go to the corner and then messaging me to come from the corner to start sucking again. The calls and texts were at random, some were via skype just to check that I was complying. I finished about 11.40.
a text from madam “you’ve been a very good cuckold this evening, you can watch some of the sissy cuckold porn and fuck your self to it, I’ll let you know when we get back to the hotel, by the way fix your lipstick.” Madam was right, most of it had come off from the prolonged sessions of oral worship this evening.
On my laptop there is a series of files for me which Madam has approved – some are slideshows of cuckold porn, some are slideshows on images of Madam on her own or of her with Sir. with her permission I am allowed to anally masturbate to these, so I went and got the laptop to the bedroom set it up and again removed the my butt plug and impaled myself on the dildo. I spent the next hour on Madam’s cock.
another message arrived at 12.45 am. “back in the hotel, get your headphones, turn on the bedside light and go to your corner and wait for the call”
The call arrived about 10 minutes later from Master,
“Hello Billie, hope you’ve had a good evening, Alice enjoyed hers, she’s a little bit tipsy. I’ve got her out of that little dress and I’m going to give the little tease the fucking she has been deserving all night, once I’ve given her a light spanking for being a prick tease to her boss! but that is your fault for advising her to wear her seamed stockings! Now you be a good little cuckold listen into me making love and having sex with your wifey and try and guess when I take my cock out of her cunt and shove it into her arse, you know how she likes a bit of anal fucking but it does make her squeal!”
with that the phone sounded like it was set down and I could hear Master telling Madam that she was a bad girl for teasing her boss and then what sounded like a few playful slaps – not the type that I receive from Madam or Sir.
I spent over an hour in the corner, and yes I could tell when Master’s cock was pushed into Madam’s arse!
At about 2am I was told to go to bed and the phone click off!
I grabbed a quick shower and changed into my bed time lingerie and fell asleep until my phone pinged at 7.45am, it was Madam, “Just about to give John his morning BJ, since you aren’t here to give it, go suck on my one, I’ll let you know when I finish, hopefully before the room service arrive with breakfast this morning or they will be in for a surprise!”
clearly Madam wasn’t hanging around this morning as my phone pinged again 16 minutes later “All done!! get on with your morning routine we’ll see you later this morning when you pick us up at the station! Bye, Love you!”
And the last 2 words made my heart skip a beat and made me smile, and I love her!
so it was time to get washed, changed and tidied up ready to welcome my loving wife and her boyfriend home after their night of partying and my participating from a distance. Well nobody can say I wasn’t involved and no body can say this cuckolding relationship is dull!
