TED: My neighbor gave us his wife 1
What's up, buddy.
I was almost not going to write tonight, but something changed. Something strange.
It's regarding Clara—sure, the wife of the neighbor. She's the subdued, somewhat enigmatic one. Half-Chinese, always covered like she is either headed to a yoga lesson or returning from a photoshoot. Little, likewise. Always five feet, she moves as though she has secrets.
Jack approached my door tonight; her spouse. Stated he wished to chat.
Next thing I know, Clara is staring at me like she knows something I don't and I'm seated in their living room sipping whiskey.
Jack starts discussing "trust experiments," whatever that means, and wonders me whether I believe in... boundaries in relationships. His delivery made my skin crawl, but not in any negative way. Simply—wrong.
I don’t know where this is going. Still, something suggests me that was only the beginning. So.... Last night, he invited me along to watch and take notes about what was going on, when he and Clara were to visit a couple that he knew, Roy and June.
He had told them about Clara, and how she was very pretty, part Chinese and part English, and very small and petite.
Big, dominant June was very eager to meet small slender Clara. Her eyes had lit up. "Just the kind of girl I like," she had told Jack. She was even happier when he told her that Clara would have something special added to her drinks, and would probably be a bit woozy but would also be very submissive and very open to suggestions. As soon as she was in that groggy condition, he told her, it was no holds barred, June and Roy would be allowed to do whatever they wanted with his sexy little wife.
Clara looked really good in a short yellow dress that showed off her neat figure and legs, and went very well with her dark hair and oriental looks. She was wearing ridiculously high heels which must have boosted her height to at least 5'4, but she was still tiny compared to the rest of us.
The first half hour or so was all just friendly chat and drinks, then Jack signalled it was time. We were served up another round of drinks, including the special one for Clara. She was only slightly tipsy by then, more relaxed than anything, but it only took a few sips of her drink and she was suddenly looking dazed and confused. She didn't seem to realise that with her legs crossed, the short dress had ridden up to show a lovely length of thigh. Without her being aware of it, she was letting everyone see that she was wearing stockings by carelessly exposing the stocking top and a tiny bit of exciting bare thigh flesh above.
Jack could see the others looking at the display of his wife's legs, and with a smile, he deliberately hitched the dress high enough for both thighs to be bared along with sexy suspenders straps above the stocking tops. Clara didn't notice what he was doing and still looked in a daze when he pulled her to her feet. It was obvious she could hardly stand, and looked very small and vulnerable. Jack lifted her arms behind his neck and her pretty face remained blank. He turned her round, holding her waist, so she was facing the rest of us. Roy and June were perched right on the edge of the couch, looking Clara up and down and excited in anticipation of what was in store for them. "How do you like my wife," Jack asked. "My little asian slut of a wife. She does whatever I tell her, you know. Don't you, Clara?"
Clara very slowly nodded her head. "Of course, honey," she murmured, her words slightly slurred.
There was the sound of a zip being pulled and suddenly Clara's dress became loose. Jack slipped it off her shoulders and peeled it down to her waist, revealing that his pretty little wife was wearing a black half cup bra. Jack said, "What do you think everyone, has she got nice little tits? Want to see them?"
Clara's face was expressionless, and Jack said "Smile, Clara." She managed a half smile while Jack was telling her, "Everyone wants to see your tits, Clara. Take off your bra."
Clara in her bemused state was slow, but her hand came up and fumbled with the catch at the front of the bra, until she managed to undo it. The front of the bra parted. She raised her hand up very, very slowly to each shoulder in turn and slipped the straps down her arms. The bra fell to the floor, and Clara stood passively, her hands by her sides, her pert little tits on display. Little tits, but firm, round, and high set, with prominent nipples. Her smile had disappeared and her face looked bewildered, but Jack pressed on.
"Hold your tits, Clara, both hands. Pull your nipples."
Clara obediently cupped both tits and began to pull and twist her nipples. Almost immediately they began to expand and stiffen, and Clara couldn't help breathing faster and panting a little with her mouth slightly open. Meanwhile Jack completed unzipping the dress and it joined the bra on the floor. Clara's arms fell to her sides and she stood still in front of everyone, swaying slightly in her high heels, looking dazed, her eyes blank, her tits bare, and her stiff nipples standing out on stalks. She was now wearing only her panties, stockings and a very narrow lacy suspender belt around her waist.
"Fuck, what a hot little bitch!" The comment was from Roy, who then added eagerly, "Turn her round, Jack, I want to see her arse."
Jack spun Clara round and had to catch her from falling over. The sight of her nearly naked little round arse raised murmurs of appreciation. It was so perfectly formed, her well rounded arse cheeks giving her tiny slender body some very sexy curves to go with her high set tits. Jack turned her round again and pushed her forward towards the space between Roy and June on their couch.
"There you are," he announced. "Clara is tonight's entertainment for you. I've got her all sexed up, just look at those stiff nipples on her. She's all yours and you can do whatever the fuck you want with her. Remember, all you have to do is suggest something for her to say or do, and the state she's in, Clara will do it for you."
June was so eager, she didn't waste any time. She pulled Clara down onto the couch beside them and her hand flew between Clara's legs and pressed against Clara's panties. "Is your pussy hot, baby?" she said with some excitement in her voice. "Want me to feel you up a bit?" Her fingers were already rubbing up and down on the flimsy material. Clara uttered a low moan, and Roy pulled her head round to face him. "You gonna be a good girl for us, Clara?" he asked. "You gonna do what we tell you?"
Another low moan came from Clara, then she murmured "Yes..."