Sanpixee the Alien: Oooo Jai Act. 1
I had tied myself to the chair. Actually it was not a chair according to Jai, he referred to it as the Recliner SKB1500- sleek to the touch, easy to operate, one button for up, one button for down, one for warm, one for cool, one button for vibbbrrrraaaaatttttteeeee.
So anyways, I had tied myself to the chair, inhaling, exhaling as I made the sailor knots as I did back in my Girl Scout Days – looping and tightening, over and under, tug, tug…ouch…too tight…a little looser… okay done.
And I tied myself to the chair.
So that when he came through the front door with today’s mail, loosened tie, took off his glasses and looked up, he would see me his wife in his favourite chair, his ESPN chair, His SportsCenter chair, His CNN chair, His Beer+Wings+Monday Night Football Chair.
I had moved it from its spot in front of the plasma and had dragged it across our plush living room carpet, making a light beige trail in the carpet which betrayed the chair’s maiden voyage across the floor. It was heavy but I was more focused than it was heavy. Mid tugging one of my breasts had escaped my garment. I glanced down at, debated for all of one second before deciding my tug mission took precedence. I had couple more inches to go to get the chair in place. Then it was done and I slipped out of my slip, tossed it under a cushion then stood upright to look at the chair. The chair’s black leather so beautifully enveloped by the sharp distinct lines of light coming through the blinds which covered the sliding glass door.
The chair, the Recliner SKB1500 would be my throne tonight.
So here I was in it and tied to it by sailor knots. I had pressed buttons to adjust the back until my butt sank lovingly into the milky smooth textured leather. I had pulled my blue satin scarf over my mouth, which made me have to reluctantly nix the red lipstick idea. I had on my strappy heels – not the black ones but the red Jimmy Choos. This was my attire for the evening and as the doorknob turned all I could see were my crested breasts, now pointy nipples and the tops of my knees. I squirmed and shifted, hitting the viiibrraaatteee button by accident and left the chair to do its jiggle work. I had zero time left. All I could see was the “Home Sweet Home” plaque above the door, as my view was obstructed by my position. Obviously I had to adjust and by the time the door was open my legs were open too and I was staring through my legs at my husband and he had me, all of me in full view.
Naked, vibrating, tied up, strappy heels, his favorite chair, silent and gagged, with afternoon sunshine dancing down my skin making my tummy ring glisten as well as giving all that was moist that cozy sparkle.
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