Chapter 2: Aunt Kate

Kate Maggiore worked as a part-time legal secretary for a firm in the next town over. That gave her enough time to make sure the boys got to school, and she got home early enough to make dinner. Once a month she took off even earlier on a Friday, so she could drive the boys over to her sister’s house. Then she could drive home and get ready for a fun weekend with her husband, Bob.

Katherine Ann Maggiore had been born Katherine Ann Bolton, and tradition said that she should have dropped her middle name when she married Robert Maggiore. However, Kate had never cottoned to the name Katherine Bolton Maggiore. Katherine Ann seemed so much prettier, and Ann was her mother’s name, so she stayed Katherine Ann.

When she went into the living room, she found her husband rising from his recliner. “Sorry I’m late. Jenny and I got to talking. Give me a few minutes and I’ll clean up and change.” She dropped her handbag on a coffee table and went over to him. She gave him a quick kiss and said, “Back down in a few.”

“I was expecting you home a while ago. Talking to your sister is more important than taking care of your husband’s needs?” he growled.

Kate stopped in surprise. Bob was a good lover, gentle and experienced at providing her with pleasure in bed. Every so often, though, he liked to play games. One of them was a little bit of dominance and submission, and that seemed to be what he had in mind. She knew it when he reached up and grabbed her tits. “Bob!”

“The name is Mister Maggiore, and don’t forget it!”

“Yes, sir.” Kate stood there as her husband fondled her breasts through her t-shirt. When she had come home at lunchtime, she had changed from her regular work outfit of dressy slacks and blouse into comfortable shorts and t-shirt and kept on her underwear. Now Bob was rubbing her tits through the t-shirt and bra.

“Lose the shirt and bra, and get on your knees,” he ordered as he cruelly smiled at her.

“Yes, sir.” Kate pulled her shirt from her shorts and peeled it off and then reached behind her back to undo the buckle on her bra. Her big tits sprang into view. Then, even before she could move, Bob put his hands on her shoulders and pushed down. Kate promptly sank to her knees and unbuckled his belt. As soon as she had his zipper down, she pushed his pants down. An erect cock was waiting for her.

“Don’t just look at it! You know what to do! Or do you need a reminder?” he demanded.

“No, sir. I know what to do.” Kate smiled as she opened her mouth. Bob hadn’t been wearing any underwear, so he must have come home from work and changed. Did he want to play the game all weekend? Or just that night? She was up for it either way. Bob put his hands on her head and thrust his cock into her mouth.

Kate wrapped her lips around her husband’s erection and began sucking and bobbing her head back and forth. She could taste the precum flowing from his slit and knew that he was very excited. It usually took a few minutes of playing before he got to that point. She noticed that he had shaved his cock and balls before she got home, so he must have been planning the evening out. “Suck it! Suck it!” he ordered.

Kate kept sucking Bob’s cock as she began stroking his cockshaft and fondling his balls. Neither she nor Bob had been virgins when they met in college, and while his cock wasn’t the biggest she had ever had, she thought it was just the perfect size. Seven inches long and two inches wide, it had given her a lot of pleasure over the years. As she felt him getting closer, he began thrusting his hips forward, fucking her face as she sucked him off. Then it was the moment they had both been waiting for. She felt his cock seem to swell even more and she leaned in taking as much in as she could, and Bob groaned and gasped out, “Take it! Take it!” Sweet and salty cream flooded her mouth, and she began swallowing.

The spurts ended after a few moments and Kate pulled away, licking her lips. Unsure what would happen next, she didn’t grab her clothing but stayed kneeling in front of him and looked up at him. “That was ... adequate.”

“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”

“You can stand up now.”

“Yes, sir.” Kate got to her feet and stood in front of Bob topless. He didn’t bother pulling his pants up but began playing with her tits again, tweaking her nipples and pulling on them.

“I like your tits. They’re nice and big and soft. Go clean up and change, but I want to see your tits when you come back down. Your pussy, too.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Go!”

Kate bent over and picked up her clothing, and then left the living room, smiling secretly as she climbed the stairs. Once in their bedroom she finished undressing and went into their master bath. The first step was to start filling the tub with water, followed by digging her supplies out from the vanity drawer. Brand new razor blade? Check! Shaving gel? Check! Scented body lotion? Check! Home enema kit? Check, check, check!

It took Kate the better part of an hour to pamper herself, cleaning up inside and out, and rubbing the lotion everywhere. Then it was off to the master bedroom closet, which Kate had taken over almost completely. It took her a few minutes to find the right top, the right skirt, and the right shoes. She carried them to the bedroom and dressed.

Bob smiled when his wife entered the kitchen. He had been in the process of preparing hamburgers for dinner, though he hadn’t started cooking them yet. He decided to delay dinner for a bit longer. Kate was wearing a sleeveless white blouse completely unbuttoned and secured only by a knot at the bottom, and an extremely short button-front white denim skirt that barely covered her ass and was mostly unbuttoned. Her shoes were dressy white spike-heeled sandals.

Then Bob remembered he was supposed to be punishing Kate. Scowling, he crossed his arms and examined her critically. “I told you I wanted to see your tits! Come here!”

Kate wasn’t sure how much more cleavage she could show since the blouse was open to below her belly button. Still, she came closer and said, “Sorry, sir.”

Bob reached out and spread her blouse open, exposing her tits completely. Then he hefted each and rolled her nipples through his fingers, eliciting a low moan from his wife. “That’s more like it.”

“Yes, sir!” she gasped as he pinched her nipples and pulled on them.

“Turn around and bend over the table. You need to be reminded to dress as you’re told.”

Kate turned around and bent over the kitchen table, whimpering as her husband pulled her skirt up to her waist. He kicked her legs wide and caressed her ass cheeks, and she shivered in anticipation. Kate wasn’t completely sure what Bob had in mind, but she had a very strong suspicion she was going to enjoy it immensely.

She was right. First, her husband reached down and flicked his fingers along the length of her pussy, teasing her clit and then slipping inside to rub her G-spot. Then Bob pulled a butt plug from a pocket, along with a small tube of K-Y. He coated the plug with the lubricant and placed it at her anus. A firm push seated the plug in his wife’s ass, causing her to gasp in surprise. Bob caressed her bottom some more, jiggling the butt plug inside her. Then she heard his zipper coming down. He stepped up behind her and slipped his erect cock into her cunt. Kate moaned as Bob fucked her. He put his hands on her ass and his thumbs manipulated the butt plug, pushing it back and forth and side to side.

Kate whimpered as she went into orgasmic overload. “Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!”

Bob grunted as he rammed his cock into his wife from behind. Over and over, he hammered her cunt, driving her against the table. He thought it was a good thing she had sucked him off earlier, since he would have blown his load as soon as he was seated inside her otherwise. Still, that could only delay him for so long. Groaning loudly, he slammed in one final time and unloaded inside her, cumming hard and filling her pussy with his jism. He sagged down on top of Kate, who moaned as she came beneath him.

Exhausted, Bob pushed himself upright and pulled his softening cock from Kate’s cunt. Kate stirred and pushed herself up also. “Wow!” she exclaimed lowly.

Bob ran his fingers across her rear and then gave it a light swat. “Now, keep that in your ass. I’ll finish the punishment later.”

“Yes, sir.” Then she giggled. “I can’t wait!”

That simply earned her another smack on the ass.

Punishment resumed after dinner. Bob made burgers and the couple ate them in the kitchen like a normal Friday dinner, though without the boys and with Bob occasionally reaching over to play with his wife’s tits. After dinner they cuddled while watching television, and then Bob grabbed the remote for the television and switched the feed from the cable to the DVD player. “You have this all planned out, don’t you?” she asked.