A Shopping Affair – Part II

30 Haziran 2022 0 Yazar: sexhikayeleri

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“It’s a yoke restraint,” a voice said from behind. Sandra turned around to find a tall, well built black male in front of her. He was smiling as he looked down at the object in her hand. She felt uncomfortable. She was in a sex shop looking at some items in the BDSM section. Steve was supposed to be with her but he had gone to the cash machine to withdraw some cash to pay for their intended purchases. He did not want his accountant to see purchases on their credit card statement bearing the name of a well known sex shop chain. “The ring locks around the neck and the restraints on the end of the bar are for the wrists,” he told her as he reached out and took it from her hand. “It’s quite an effective form of restraint, very light too. ” He told her. She felt even more uncomfortable now, discussing sexual restraints with a complete stranger, and yet there was an odd feeling of excitement that she could not explain. “You look as though you are new to all this.” Her face reddened, “Yes.” He handed the yoke back to her, “Sorry, I am embarrassing you. I didn’t mean too.” Sandra broke into a smile, “It’s okay…I was just looking. My husband should be along any minute.” “Can I ask you if this is for you or for him to have used upon?” Sandra was taken aback by his question. They were for mainly her of course but she didn’t want a complete stranger knowing such intimate details, yet she felt obliged to answer him. “F…for me,” she replied softly. He reached out and held it again, “It should fit perfectly.” He told her. Sandra gazed into eyes. She felt small and intimidated standing there in front of him yet his obvious dominance sent a feeling of butterflies in her stomach. He was exciting her as well. “You will be requiring some items for discipline as well then?” He told her nodding in the direction of the rows of whips, paddles and floggers. Suddenly as he stepped away she almanbahis found herself following him to the shelves. This stranger was completely captivating her. “You can divide these into items of pain or pleasure,” he explained. “They will all create pain but, paddles and floggers in the main are for pleasure, to be used playfully. Riding crops and whips on the other hand are usually associated with punishment. I am sure I don’t need to tell you that they will be painful, very painful!” Sandra gasped. The man was holding a large brown riding crop in his hand. She could sense that he was no stranger to having one in his hand. When he tapped it against the palm of his other hand she saw that he was well acquainted with its use. She trembled as he looked her in the eye. She could picture him using it on her; not on her hand though, but on her bottom; her naked bottom. She felt those butterflies again. Suddenly a voice called out, a voice that she knew. It was Steve. She felt relieved. For a few moments there was awkwardness in the situation. To see your wife standing with a stranger in a sex shop and engaged in conversation, a husband was bound to be suspicious. Malcolm though quickly calmed the situation down. He held out his hand to Steve and introduced himself before explaining what he was doing there. Steve thanked him after he explained that he saw that Sandra was looking lost and in need of someone to explain things to her. “Thanks.” Steve told him again. “Problem with these places though is that it is not like shopping for clothes,” Malcolm said. “You can’t go into a changing room and try things for size.” Sandra and Steve laughed. “Actually, we have a hotel room for the night just around the corner,” Sandra started to say, “having some quality time to ourselves.” Malcolm smiled, “and why not,” he said. “Couples should always make time for fun.” “You…you sound almanbahis yeni giriş as though you are quite experienced in this sort of thing.” Sandra said to him. “I was just thinking that myself,” Steve pipped up. Malcolm smiled. “I am sure there are more experienced than me but I have helped a few ladies out over the years, and couples as well occasionally.” He told them. Sandra and Steve looked at each other. “I would be privileged to help out and give you the benefit of my experience.” Malcolm said quietly. They looked at each other again. Words were not required between them. They knew each other well enough to know what the other was thinking from just a glance. This was unchartered territory for them; it was also territory that very few couples ventured into, bringing a third party into their sex lives. They both knew that this area was a ‘no go’ one and yet, they both wanted to explore. “Tell you what,” Malcolm told them. “Why don’t I go back home and bring some of my things to your hotel room? You can try them out and see what suits you before you commit to buy. These things can be quite expensive.” He told them. Sandra looked at Steve, “It’s up to you darling.” Steve shrugged his shoulders. “It’s okay with me if you are happy,” he told her. Sandra nodded. Minutes later they left the shop. When they got back to their room they both deliberated on the situation. Both of them felt that they had been a little hasty in accepting Malcolm’s offer yet they both felt the desire to explore. “We don’t have to do or commit to anything,” Sandra told him. “We’ll just see what he has to say and then he can go.” Steve seemed happy with that and Sandra showered and changed. Their original plan, after buying some things from the shop, had been to go and have a drink in the bar and Steve would chat her up. He was going to play the role of a Dom and she was to be almanbahis giriş a submissive housewife whose husband was away on business. Though her husband was good at playing that role she yearned to face the challenge of a stranger playing role of her master. As good as he was, a stranger would give a whole new dimension to proceedings. As she dried herself after her shower and then dressed Sandra could not helping thinking what it would be like for real with Malcolm. Steve had sometimes spanked her during sexual play times and she had found it stimulating and exciting but she was used to being naked in front of him. She had no intention of going that far with Malcolm but she couldn’t help wondering what it would be like. She wondered how she would feel about Malcolm spanking her; she wondered how she would feel being pulled across his knee and having him lift up her skirt; she wondered how she would feel having him pull down her panties; she wondered how hard he would hit her as well. Steve would leave her sore sometimes but the marks would soon go away. She doubted if Malcolm’s marks would go as quickly. Besides, Malcolm would not be using his hand in a real life situation. Malcolm would be using implements; painful implements. Sandra had only just smoothed her dress down over body when a knock came to the door. She shook nervously as Steve went to answer the door. She wondered if she should have dressed in something so slinky and sexy; she wondered if she should have put on stockings and suspenders; she wondered if she would be sending out the wrong signals. She wondered. Malcolm came into the room with a large holdall and placed it down in the wardrobe. His eyes were fixed upon Sandra. She could sense his sexual excitement. “How about we go down to the bar and have a drink?” Malcolm suggested. Steve agreed and Sandra felt a sense of relief coming upon her. She was feeling the pressure of being at the centre of sexual attention. She didn’t mind this with Steve. He was her husband and it was a natural feeling but Malcolm was a stranger. She was used to men looking at her in a sexual way but not to this degree.