We finally got settled into our retirement home, and things got a bit interesting. If you read the previous chapter, I willingly locked my cock and balls in a device that Kiki provided. Little did I know that she would be so stingy with the key. I promised to wear the device while waiting to install an approach sensor at the end of our driveway.
Kiki had been researching sexy games for us to play for quite some time. She knew of my predisposition for nudism and was willing to participate, but she wanted to be a bit more in control of my hormonal urges.
I was completely unaware of the implications of locking myself up in the cock cage before getting a proper orgasm. I went from being a typical dirty minded fifty-year-old man, to feeling as if I was an eighteen-year-old horndog almost overnight. I couldn't stop thinking about sex with Kiki. She had always been able to get my motor running, but now, it was as if I had seen her for the first time, and my cock was almost constantly ready to go.
The fact that my cock was locked in a cage only made things more interesting. It was stainless steel, and was made up of a number of rings that let it get air and let me keep it clean, but didn't allow me the freedom to fuck Kiki or even really touch myself without her giving up the key.
This is the predicament I found myself in as I began working on getting the driveway ready for the sensor I was to install our approach sensor.
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I was wearing a pair of shorts and T-shirt on a beautiful summer afternoon. I was minding my own business and filling the trench that ran to the driveway sensor I had finally installed when a delivery truck pulled up with a few packages for my wife. I had noticed a significant uptick in the number of packages arriving, and knowing that there were no birthdays and anniversaries in sight, I had begun to get a little suspicious that my wife was up to something
I took the packages up to the house and as I handed them to Kiki she said, "You look hot, maybe you need a swim," then she disappeared into our room.
I took her advice, and stripped down - at least as far as the cock cage would allow. This cage somehow had the effect of making me feel more naked than when I wasn't wearing anything at all.
I jumped in the pool and swam a few laps. I finally leaned against the side of the pool, and began to daydream about my sexy wife. Thoughts of fucking her passionately were my favorite daydream, and as always, they caused my cock to swell. As it pressed against its confinement, it felt as though someone was holding me in their hand. I also began to wonder if I would end up with an odd looking tan line on my dick, and I chuckled to myself.
Kiki stepped outside in the middle of my daydream, and asked me what was so funny. I opened my eyes to see her wearing the sexiest string bikini I had ever seen in my life. Her body always turned me on. She has a wonderful set of 36DD's that, at 50, are amazing. They aren't quite what they were when we met at 18, but two kids and Father Time have been good to here. Her breast have what I call "sexy sag". Not droopy, but they hang in a way that says, "Come over here and suck on me".
She doesn't have six-pack abs, but at 55, neither do I. She does have the kind of body that looks like she's lived in it, but still looks great in a bikini. Still trim, but not that hardbody go to the gym look. She has a softer sexier body.
I've always been a tit-man, but I have to say, as much as I love her tits (I could spend hours losing myself in them) her ass has always been her greatest ass-et. She has this round voluptuous ass, that looks great in anything she wears. Each cheek is like a perfect melon. I love the way a thong rides up in her ass. I think a true thong frames her ass so perfectly. A G-string looks great, as do boy-shorts or really, any kind of underwear, but a thong comes out of the cleft of her ass, and then curves around the top of her ass in a way that highlights her ass and keeps your attention right where it should be.
Ah, where was I? I could talk about her body all day long.
Kiki had stepped out onto our pool deck wearing the most unbelievable bikini I had ever seen. Calling it a bikini would really be an overstatement. I have often accused her of being a prude. She typically wears a standard one-piece bathing suit, and when she has ventured into bikinis, they more often resemble tankinis than string bikinis. Today, however, she caused my mind to explode.
Her bikini this afternoon was more string than bikini. The cloth, or lack thereof, was white, but that wasn't what caught my eye. The top was basically the strings from a bikini that were tied to little rings where the fabric ought to be. Those rings encircled her nipples, and caused them to poked out like little erasers pointing straight out from her chest. It had the effect of highlighting and drawing my eyes to everything it should have been covering.
The bottom was not much better, although it did cover her sex a bit more than the top did. The bottom was a true G-string in back, but the front was cut so low and the cloth so thin, that I could see that she had shaved her bush almost entirely. It barely covered her lips from side to side, but the front was cut so low that I could clearly see her landing strip sticking out of the top. If we were in public it would have been obscene, and I think we both would have been arrested. The sexy landing strip peeking out of the top of this bikini was so lewd in its effect, that it caused my cock to strain against the cock cage like never before.