19/12/2014
Wow!!! 2014 is almost gone! So the holidays bring a break in the daily routine to finally catch up on some of the fun Molly and I have had since finding TODP. Some of the following may be boring, but it will lead to some really good stuff if you can just hang on, as both Molly and I work to fill in the history of how we got to TODP.
Months ago, Molly wrote a quick note after returning early from our joint run. She returned just early enough to get thru the shower ahead of me, and sit down to drop off a note to TODP. As is usual in our home, she hadn't bothered to dress after her shower, which is usual for the both of us, and was typing her note as I returned and hit the shower myself.
After finishing my shower, I walked over to see what she was up to, and stood at her side to watch her type. She accused me of laying my half hard penis on her arm, but I was only trying to look over her shoulder to read as she wrote. She finished her typing and signed off.
Some of you contacted us wondering what happened after she signed off. Well here it is, in all of its glory. My penis was, in fact, on her arm, but as mentioned before, not an intentional tease. She looked up at me and said "Rick, you have been a bad boy and need to be punished". With that, she turned towards me, wrapped her warm. wet lips around the head of my penis and gave a great big SUCK just long enough for me to become fully erect. At that moment, she pulled off with a "pop" and said "think of this as the beginning of your punishment. May you stay erect for the next hour, alone", and walked away. So NOW, who is being bad !! She told me to get dressed for dinner; a shirt and shorts only, with the expectation of seeing me below the bottom of my shorts pant leg; a continuation of my punishment. She can be so mean sometimes.
We went to dinner at a casual restaurant where she made sure that I honored her request to be "visible" without getting in trouble. We sat in a booth, with her on the outside, and as a reward for being so accommodating, undid two buttons on her blouse to enhance my view. (You will find out from her later, the distain she has for underwear.) This worked well for me, as the extra buttons didn't add anything to the view from the isle side of the booth, but provided me a full view of her right beast, and my mood, and as it turns out, kept the end of my penis beyond the edge of the pant leg of my shorts during most of dinner. (She is always thinking) She was extremely diligent in trying to insure that our waitress didn't share the view of me, but I'm not so sure she was successful, as the waitress had a very nice smile for the rest of the night, after her first stop at the booth.
She continued to tease me during dinner, not letting me touch her, but getting braver with the buttons on her blouse as the dinner and drinks progressed. It wasn't long before all of the buttons on her blouse were open down to the waist line of her skirt. The view from the isle was just "sexy", but mine was wonderful. She never missed a chance to "improve" her view of my penis, at every turn. With her blouse being the way it was, definitely worked for her, as the napkin in the lap became a necessity every time the waitress came by. At one point, she managed to get my entire, fully erect penis, out of the leg of my shorts, and made me leave it that way for the rest of the dinner. At one point, she slid my napkin that had been placed in my lap for obvious reasons, UP just a bit, so that she would be sure our waitress shared in her evilness. She actually clapped her hands quietly, to celebrate her success after the waitress left. She can be so bad !!! We became somewhat descent (me, she left her blouse as it was, and we left.)
The balance of my punishment for being a "bad boy" required me to be the passenger on the ride home, and I would have to remove my shorts, and ride home "bare balls". I protested vigorously, claiming "foul" and demanded equality. Since she was driving home, she exercised her "right" as the driver" and refused to remove her skirt (no panties, DAMN), but would accommodate with her blouse, which was still fully unbuttoned, and pulled it open, putting her seat belt between her bare breasts. Our trip home had some expressway travel ,as well as some City streets that proved to be interesting. To say the least, there were a number of truck drivers, and others, who got more than one eye-full of various body parts, both hers and mine.
The final installment of my punishment came when we arrived home, where Molly decided to park at the end of our 100 foot driveway. We have neighbors along both sides, whom we know, and you guessed it, I had to go to the house bare assed !! In fairness to her, she left her blouse wide open, and we both walked quietly to the front door of the house. I have yet to figure out a just retaliation for this, but REALLY can't wait for her to be bad. GOT ANY IDEAS ?? Send them to us.
Needless to say, all of this really brought some intensively serious activity behind the door, and we latterly melted into the sheets..