The following morning both Moira and I slept in late. We were both tired
after the events of the previous night, and Moira didn’t even wake up until
about 11 o’clock. I awoke with an unrelieved massive hard-on about half past
nine, but I remembered Moira had said something about me not masturbating,
and I was not about to risk her anger. Instead I lay in bed next to my
marital Mistress for over an hour, absorbing the warmth of her soft,
feminine body, and thinking about her and Lars, her latin looking lover
of the previous evening. I had decided that I enjoyed obeying Moira, even
when she was forbidding me sex, but I felt a great deal more uncertain about
Lars’s role in this complicated situation. _He_ had said Moira was not
to permit me sex until _he_ said so. Who was he to say such a thing?
Certainly Moira was clearly taken with his body, but I was still Moira’s
husband, I told myself. It was one thing being made to wait an indefinite
period for sex by your wife, quite another when ordered about, even
indirectly, by her lover.
Yet what could I do about it? Nothing! Time though, I told myself, was on my
side. Our honeymoon trip would be coming to an end in a couple of days, and
we would have to return to England, dreary gray Liverpool skies, and some
kind of blessed normality. At least Lars would be left behind! Moira
would no doubt continue to assert her newly established right to copulate
with whomsoever she chose from time to time, but I’d be used to the idea by
then, and perhaps I’d be able to figure out ways to deal better with the
situation.
When Moira awoke, she reminded me about her proposed shopping trip, after
first flicking the still engorged knob of my prick with her long,
pink-painted finger-nails and laughing dismissively. “Put little Willy
away,” she told me. “I don’t want my reputation ruined by anyone spotting my
husband’s inadequacies!” I grimaced at the insult, but wisely kept quiet.
“Good boy” she reassured me. “Don’t worry. You mustn’t play with him, but
we’ll get some things today which will make your temporary chastity a little
bit easier on you”. Moira always had enjoyed being mysterious!
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