Chapter 2

They did have problems. She still wouldn't consent to having oral sex, though he had pleaded with her since they married. But she wouldn't even consider such a perverted act. He couldn't even discuss it with her. She frequently lost her temper and told him to leave her alone if he was going to act like an animal.

Lanny guessed that Susan's religious background made her feel that anything except sex in the missionary position was disgusting and made her feel dirty. She had explained to him before they married that she was very modest and shy and was saving her virginity for her husband.

The thing that pissed Lanny off the most was that she wouldn't try anything new, even after they were married. He found himself resenting her for her refusal to experiment more. As time passed he began to daydream about all the nasty things he would like to do to her. As his resentment grew the things he daydreamed about began to get nastier.

Last month he and Susan had attended his company picnic at the lake. Several guys brought their boats out to give their friends rides and take people water skiing. All day long he noticed how most of the guys watched Susan, especially when she took off her wholesome cover-up and wore just her swim suit for a boat ride. He overheard one of the older supervisors tell the boat driver to hit some more waves so he could watch her tits bounce up and down.

He was amazed at how much pride he felt because of the attention she got from these men. Lanny wasn't all that popular and the guys at work didn't pay much attention to him when he was alone.

But when he was with his beautiful wife they seemed to fall all over themselves to be nice to him. The problem was that Susan was such a prude and she would blush if she thought for a moment she was attracting admiring glances from his friends. She was just too conservative and far too modest. For some perverse reason, that made Lanny more determined than ever to use her to gain the acceptance and power he craved.

They returned to shore after the boat ride and dropped Lanny off. But three of the guys talked Susan into trying to water ski. For almost an hour, they took turns helping her to balance and get started. All the while they were getting a close up eyeful of his wife's charms. The boat driver always seemed to start out too fast and make her fall, while grinning at the other guys as she struggled to keep her wet swimming suit top in place.

Her nipples were rock hard from the cold water. They poked out noticeably under her nearly opaque, white, one piece suit. Susan was unaware that they could see the dark outline of her nipples through the white fabric as it turned somewhat transparent from the water. She would have been very embarrassed if she had known that they were making her fall on purpose so that they could enjoy the view.

As Lanny watched from the beach, he couldn't take his eyes off of the scene and had to hide the growing bulge in the front of his shorts. He found himself almost wishing Susan would lose her top and give the guys a peek at her beautiful tits. She was the center of attention and she was receiving a lot "help" from her admirers.

His naïve, innocent little wife had no idea that she was being tricked into putting on a show for his co-workers. They laughed each time she fell in the water. Then they took turns holding her steady for the next try. For some strange reason, his heart was pounding with excitement as he watched them. He didn't know why. But it made him feel more important as he watched all the attention his wife Susan was getting from the guys he worked with at the plant.

The next day at work, Monday, Lanny was sitting in a stall in the men's room when he heard two of the guys that had been helping Susan water ski at the picnic enter the restroom. They didn't know he was listening as they bragged to each other about the quick feels they had gotten the day before as they were helping Susan learn to ski. They both laughed as the older guy said he got a handful of titty as she came out of the water gasping for air.

They both kidded that they would give a years salary to get into that sweet little bitch's pants.

After they left, instead of being upset, Lanny couldn't help but feel excitement as he realized that he was envied, even by his supervisors at work. They all wanted what he had. But he alone owned his beautiful wife Susan, body and soul.

It was at that moment that he decided that it was high time that she stopped acting like a prude. She was going to have to lighten up and start giving him what he wanted, one way or the other.

Lanny had made a fool of himself trying to convince Susan to loosen up and dress sexy for him when they went out for the evening. She would never agree to go out in public without a bra, even when he insisted that his friend's wives do it for their husbands. She told him his oversexed friends already stared at her enough without her doing anything more to encourage them.

He had to plead with her to wear the Victoria's Secret teddies he gave her for presents on special occasions. She seemed to be a bit more receptive to his requests after they had been out to dinner and she had enjoyed several glasses of wine.

But once they were home, she always changed in the bathroom and she always insisted that the lights be turned out when they made love. He could only imagine how exciting it would be to show her off to the guys at work wearing a sheer teddy. But of course, Susan would never agree to anything so disgusting.

He kept several nudie magazines hidden in his locker at work. He had even gone into adult video stores on a couple of occasions. Lanny liked the films where young amateur girls would take on several guys at once in a gangbang. The few bondage films he had seen had left him nearly breathless as a young lady was tied naked and helpless in humiliating positions while men abused her.

In the films, the girls would squirm and beg for mercy as the men used them. But then they would finally lose control and they always had an orgasm. He wasn't sure why he enjoyed that particular fantasy, except perhaps that it would pay his wife back for all of the sexual rejection and the frustration that he had suffered at her hands since their wedding. Lanny sure would like to see his proper little wife Susan squirm and beg for mercy.

Among the many wedding gifts they had received was a new digital camera. Lanny had hounded her to let him take a few cheesecake shots of her for his private viewing. She only agreed to a few of her in a bikini he had purchased just for the occasion. The bikini that she wouldn't even wear out in the backyard when no one else was around. But she would permit nothing more risqué than that.

He wanted to take pictures of her dressed in her sheer nightie and lying on their bed. But Susan wouldn't have any of that either. She was afraid someone else would see them. And besides, that was an immoral, perverted thing to do.

One Sunday afternoon, Lanny had sneaked into their bathroom and taken a picture of Susan in the shower. With the sun shining through the window, the glass shower door allowed him to make out a fuzzy image that was just barely recognizable as feminine when she stood facing him with her arms raised, washing her hair. You could see the dark areas of her nipples and the shaded triangle between her legs.

Even though the view wasn't very clear, it was a small victory for him to take the picture without her knowing. He thought that he might even show it to a few close friends just to get even with her for being such a poor sport.

Susan had gone shopping last Saturday afternoon. After putting the groceries away, she had planned to lay out in the backyard and get some sun. She wouldn't wear the bikini he had purchased for her. But she did have a blue bikini that, although it was too skimpy to wear in public, it was modest enough to wear at home, in the privacy of her own backyard.

Their backyard was fenced and afforded a safe place to work on her golden tan while remaining well hidden from prying eyes. She slipped the tight fitting bikini on in the bedroom. She went outside and applied an even coat of lotion to her soft skin as she sat on a large blanket spread on the grass in the backyard.