Gia surrenders.
Finally, it dawned on her that there was no way out. For all her flirty texts and teasing selfies in her tantalizing red teddy and then her topless pictures, so had no choice but to continue the affair, or her safe, if boring, little life would come crashing down around her like shards of glass and the man standing in front of her, Tony would be happy to watch.
"Take it off!" His voice was soft, but the threat was clear if she didn't comply. The threat was ever-present and so, resigned to her fate looked down at herself. She crossed her hands and gripped the shoulder straps of her lacy red teddy, slipped them off and let the teddy slip down, past her erect pink nipples, past her flat stomach and finally past the matching red lacy maties. Now, she stood topless before him.
Alarmingly, she felt the familiar trickle of her juices in her pussy and then the ache. The ache of her sex was so rarely satisfied until Tony had shown her what her pussy could experience. Her nubs stiffened further, and all at once she hated and craved the feeling that washed over her now.
Tony had made her perform this act of complete submission before he would touch her. She both loved and hated this submission, but she knew that if she performed it correctly, the rewards would be many and earth-shattering. Five weeks in as many weeks, she had played hooky from her job, driven to Tony's hotel room, and subjected to Tony's sexual depravity.
And who she fucking loved it!
For Gia, it was like waking from a grey, dull soul numbness into a world of illicit, wild sexual excitement and complete, leg-shaking, sweaty satisfaction. Tony always satisfied Gia; in ways she couldn't have imagined she would need. Her cunt was sore from his fucking, but that didn't matter.
All that did matter was that Tony wanted her. Whether it was being bent over a chair, tied to the hotel bed or made to offer up her ass, whilst pinned to the floor.
She couldn't either truly grasp why she needed him so much, or why she allowed him to use her like a, there wasn't any other word for it, a whore! Here she was, forty-two, married and a pair of lovely twin boys and one daughter and now offering herself to his man, and she literally couldn't stop herself now!
"The panties, please and I hope you remembered to cum in them this time." Tony tutted playfully. Gia hooked the waistband with her thumbs and pulled them down. She wiggled her ass to help the tight lacy slip past her hips, unhooked them from her feet and bunched the red lacy into a ball and brought it to her nose. She could smell her cunt on the panties and sighed pleased that her scent was still easy to detect. She had suffered a spanking the last time, Tony had summoned her, because her panties were too clean. Part of her was relieved that the panties were dirty, as her ass would be spared but part of her wanted to feel his hand on her tight buttocks.
"I tried to soak them through, but I don't think I've done a good enough job!" She looked down, shamefaced but hopeful.
