It's Called Steppton, Not Steppford

by Karen's Wife

 

My name is Mrs. Joyce Krake, I have been happily married to my husband Jack Krake for 3 years now. We have a very retro family life, as he is the breadwinner in the family, and I am the dutiful wife. I stay home and take care of the house. Jack works hard all day and deserves a nice dinner that's ready for him when he comes home. He wants me to look nice for him when he comes home, and I agree that it's the least I can do for my man. We live in a gated community called Steppton, but some of the local townspeople refer to us as Steppford. You see, none of the women in our community work. We don't have to, our job is to look pretty for our husbands. I don't think any of us even owns a pair of pants or shorts. Neither do we own any flat shoes, it just doesn't go with our wardrobe.

Mary, who lives next door to us, just left our house. She came over for coffee, and to show me a new outfit she bought yesterday. It's just to die for. The dress is a bright red satin dress. Wide shoulder straps with cap sleeves. It is backless down to the waist, and has a very deep cut in the front, that shows plenty of cleavage. It has a pencil skirt that ends six inches above the knee. To top it off, she had 3 ½ inch high heel sandals that were the same color. The sandals were open toe, and had thin straps that wrapped around the ankle twice before buckling. I told Mary that I wanted to "Borrow" the outfit some time, when I wanted to really surprise Jack. Borrowing clothes doesn't really seem to be a problem here in Steppton, as most of us women are close to the same size.

Our husbands have made sure that we don't embarrass ourselves when we go out to high society gatherings. They have brought in guest trainers to help us with our deportment. Dr. Rasew usually has an appointment with each one of us, once a month. Dr. Rasew hypnotizes us in our search for our past. You see, none of us wives can remember too much of our childhood. I now know bad things happened to me as a child, and I'm still blocking my recall of these events. Each session though, I seem to remember more of Jack rescuing me from poverty. After Dr. Rasew leaves, I am even more in love with Jack, and want to do some thing to please him.

All of us have become proper wives that always wear dresses and high heels. We also wear pantyhose, because bare legs are just not proper on a lady. For some reason, no one in Steppton has any children, and it's not because of a lack of sex. We girls talk to each other quite a bit at the pool when we are working on our tans. Every couple is having plenty of sex. Jack and I have sex almost every night, of course he's the one who decides when and where, because he wears the pants in the family.

Tonight I have planned a nice dinner for Jack. Slow roasted beef with potatoes, Asparagus, and home made biscuits from scratch. I'll serve him some wine with his meal, and maybe a Brandy Manhattan afterward (his favorite). Women in our community are not allowed to drink alcohol, just the men. All of this I will do while dressed in my little black dress, and 3" patent sling back pumps. My LBD is very short and sexy. I will wear my sexist perfume and sluttiest makeup. I will have douched earlier (3 times to make sure I'm super clean), and placed a tampon in my vagina with a note attached, saying cleansed for your satisfaction. Hopefully Jack will get horny and fuck me for hours, he can you know. He may need a few short "rest" breaks, but then he starts fucking me again. I like to get on my knees and suck on him for just a short time, while I look up into his eyes, showing how submissive a wife I am to him.

Well Jack told me to go upstairs and put on my little maids outfit. This means I'm in for a night of sex. I go to our bedroom and strip naked. I find the maid's outfit, and put it on. There isn't much to it, just a see through baby doll, more or less. It's stretchy, and has a short skirt and garter straps. I then put a short white tea apron on and tie a bow in the back. I roll the black stockings up my legs and attach them to my garters. I put the 5" stiletto pumps on, and buckle the ankle straps. I then call down to Jack that I'm ready for my man!

Jack comes into our room, and I immediately am all over him. I kiss his lips, his neck and start to take his shirt off. I get his shirt off and kiss his chest and back, working my way down to his crotch and ass. I kneel in front of him and unbuckle his pants and drop them to the floor so that he can step out of them. I pull down his boxers with my teeth. Then I start to lick and suck him, he's so big today, and I can barely get my mouth around him. I feel the veins of his dick, and my lips smack when the head of his monster leaves my lips. I can't wait to get him in me. He picks me up and lays me on the bed, with my ass at the edge of the. He lifts my legs and places them over his shoulder, he laughs at the note on my tampon string as he jerks it out. He presses his huge dick at my pussy, and I give out a little whimper. I beg for some K-Y jelly, as I am dry from douching. He agrees, and gets the K-Y from the nightstand, lubes me up, and starts to fuck me. God, he's big, and some times I wonder how I can take all of him. After 20 minutes, he climaxes, and I'm worn out, but he doesn't withdraw, meaning I'm in for another round. He starts pumping me again for 25 minutes, then pulls out. He tells me to take a break and go get him another Brandy Manhattan. When I return, he is walking around the room with that huge cock. He takes the drink, and tells me to get back into position like a good wife, which I do. He downs the drink, walks over to me as I raise my legs to place over his shoulders. This time he fucks me really slow, with long strokes, just the way I like it. Can it get any better than this? A husband and wife having a long night of sex, I don't think so. After 35 minutes, Jack is satiated, and so am I.

Like a good wife, I start to clean Jack's dick, as he tells me that he had a conversation with our surgeon, Dr. Mooke. Dr. Mooke told Jack that he's worried about my cysts, and thinks I should have them removed and biopsied. This is most likely the reason that my clit became extended so that it hangs between my legs with the cysts. Of course I will get it done if that's what Jack wants, and just as I finish telling him, I get the last strap unbuckled and slide Jacks dick out of it's mounting hole in his crotch. The short knobby mounting peg fits snuggly in his crotch so that his dick stays in an upright position. I lick his mounting hole dry. thanking him for making feel like a loving wife. I take his dick into the bathroom and clean it up. After I dry it off, I put it back in his dresser drawer.

We climb into bed, and I snuggle up to Jack. I can't believe how lucky I am to have Jack as a husband, I mean, how lucky can a girl be?

 

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