Part Two
Chapter Six
Rob and Joann Wakefield sat and stared at the kitchen table. On it sat two empty martini glasses and three colored pads of paper.
After a moment, Rob jumped up and said, "Hang on a second. You pour us another drink. I've got an idea." He dashed out of the kitchen and Joann heard him head up the stairs, pull a door open and heard her husband rattling around for several minutes, only to return with a large, ceramic cookie jar under his arm. She recognized it instantly. It was an old gag gift they had received in a Christmas exchange several years ago. She laughed out loud and watched Rob place it in the middle of the table. The cookie jar was shaped like two large, naked female breasts.
"Seems appropriate," Rob said with a grin. "Now, let's set some rules. First, we always use the same size pieces of paper," he said, taking a sip of his martini.
"Okay. And we keep it spontaneous. There is no regular set time for the jar. Whenever we want to use it, we do," Joann said.
"I like that. Okay, we never tell the other what we wrote and put in before it's drawn," Rob added.
"We can stop any time we agree to stop. And when we draw and agree to do it, we have to have time to arrange and prepare. How about, the person that wrote it is in charge of prep to make it happen. If it's needed?" Joann said, sipping her drink.
"Done," Rob said, clinking his martini glass with hers and toasting.
By the next day, they each have put four pieces of paper in the jar. Rob took the lid off the giant boob cookie jar and peered in. There were three white papers, and the remainder were yellow.
"Okay, ladies first," he said.
Joann reached in a pulled a piece of folded paper out. She looked at the white note from the jar and then unfolded it.
"Role play," Joann said, reading the paper aloud. "She is a sexy schoolteacher holding detention. She performs oral sex on the misbehaving student(s)."
"You wrote this one," she said. "Students? Plural?" she asked.
"Maybe. Maybe. We'll see. Veto?" Rob asked, sure Joann would kick it out.
"Nope," she said smiling. "I'm good with it."
Next evening, as Rob returned home from work for the day, Joann met him in the driveway. She was wearing high heels, stockings, a silk tank top and no bra under a lacy, see-through blouse. Her large breasts were spilling out of the sides of the tiny tank top and looked as though they were about to fall out completely.
"Going to the grocery store," Joann said and smiled and kissed him, slipping her tongue a little into his mouth and then flicking it lightly on his lips. He watched her walk down the drive and get into the car, her ass swinging in the tight skirt. Then she was in the car and gone. Rob tried to work but the only thing he could think about was his sexy wife fucking dozens of men in a grocery story. Joann returned from the store in about an hour and, as Rob helped retrieve the groceries from the car, Joann was smiling and laughing.
"I never realized there were so many men offering to help me get things down off of a grocery shelf before. My God, it's amazing," she said.
Chapter Seven
During the next several days, Joann Wakefield noticed that Rob had created a "mini" classroom, complete with a whiteboard, a desk and chair, and a table at the front, all set up in the spare room. She looked at the room and laughed, thinking how much fun she would have, tormenting him as the bad boy student.
Saturday had arrived and it was the day they had agreed to act on their first wish from The Marriage Jar. Joann had dressed in a tight black dress, that she had split outrageously up the front. She had put on black nylons and the black bra that Rob liked so much that openly showed her tits. She found a black garter belt and a black sheer thong online that she thought looked sexy and that Rob would like. She fastened the snaps to the stockings, smiling at the thought of Rob being the petulant schoolboy. She had put her hair up in a tight, severe bun to add to her schoolteacher image. Pleased with how she looked, Joann headed downstairs.
She walked into the makeshift classroom and was instantly shocked to see the student chair with a strange man sitting in it. He was younger and quite good-looking, but Joann Wakefield had no idea who this man was. She instantly turned to leave and bumped into Rob, standing close behind her.
"Who is this? Where did he come from?" she whispered, suddenly panicked.
"That's Daniel. Dan. Met him at the gym, maybe a year ago. He said he's admired you for a long time. Veto?" Rob asked cautiously, fully expecting his wife to now call it off. She was silent and looked both stunned and slightly scared. Rob was sure she would end it. Then a large smile broke out on her face, and her blue eyes lit up.
"Nope" she said with a smile, turned and strutted over in front of the makeshift blackboard.
"Well Danny, you may be the new kid to our school, but it's not an excuse for being late to my class," she said, a stern look on her face. She sat down on the edge of the table and opened her legs wide apart. With her legs now spread obscenely, Joann flashed her black stockings and gave Daniel a long glimpse of her crotch and her sheer black panties, her moist cunt lips clearly visible.
"What do you have to say for yourself, Daniel? And what are you looking at?" she said in feigned anger. She picked up a ruler off the table and slapped it firmly into her palm.
"I...I...," the young man stuttered, but Joann instantly cut him off.
"Up to the board!" she said sternly.
"Danny, is that an erection I see in your pants? Can you spell erection for me?" she barked harshly.
At the board, the young man picked up the marker and started to write, getting the letter E up on the board before she stopped him.
"WRONG!" she yelled, grabbing his ass.
"Get those trousers down! Now!" she said. "Now, bend over my lap," she ordered, as the young man stepped out of his jeans and stood before her, his large erect cock bobbing in the air. He leaned over her lap, his cock now pressing hard against her nylon covered thighs.
"Oh my, that's a big cock you have, Daniel. And exposed in my classroom," she said and began to spank him first with the ruler and then her bare hand.
"Now stand up, young man," Joann said.
Dan stood, his cock rock hard and sticking out in front of him, his bare ass now marked with red handprints.
"Stick that big cock out. You'll see how difficult the punishment is at this school. What are you doing with such a large cock anyway?" she said. "Now suck my tits," she said and pulled the top of the dress open.
Daniel leaned over and, lifting one of Joann's large breasts with his hand, slipped the nipple into his mouth and began sucking.
