The Shoe and the Other Foot Ch. 01

It was all in her head. She knew the steps. She had studied and practiced as if an exam loomed over her. As if she would need to sit down at a desk tomorrow and throw it all up on sheets of lined paper before the clock ran out.

The campaign had ended, but doubts still gnawed at her brain. He would have to understand, she thought. This was bigger than the both of them.

The doorbell chimed. Gabriel's best friend Nicki stood in the doorway with a plunging neckline revealing the tops of her breasts.

Gabriel doubted that Nicki had doubts.

"Ready to go?" Nicki asked.

The lingerie store was full of women picking over tables stocked with bras and panties. Nothing was on sale.

"Do these prices seem higher than usual?" Gabriel asked.

Nicki nodded. "Demand has spiked," she shouted over the din of excitable women as her fingers felt up a black lace bodysuit.

"Chuck won't be able to say no to me in this."

They weaved their bodies through the crowd and locked themselves in a compact change room where they stripped down and revealed their skin to each other. Nicki's full breasts hung effortlessly from her chest. Gabriel's were smaller, but Ryan would always tell her they were enough. Her ass was what seemed to garner male attention and the red thong she had picked out complemented it well.

The women looked at each other from head to toe in their newfound cotton skins and smiled. This was the beginning of an end.

"Are you ready for tomorrow?" Nicki asked.

"I think so. I don't want to hurt Ryan, but I know this is for the best."

"Of course it is. It's like Veronica said: "We've waited a long time for things to get better, and on election day we stop waiting."

Gabriel had memorized the quote. It felt like her own.

"How long has it been with Ryan?"

"A month exactly, just like Veronica told us. But I'm not sure he's even noticed. He's been so busy with work."

"Chuck has definitely noticed. I've caught him jerking off at least three times now. I never let him finish."

"That's cruel. I don't even know if sex is on Ryan's brain anymore. I just hope Veronica is right about all this."

"Gabby. Honey. That man's balls are full. He may be distracted with work now, thinking he's going to be some powerful CEO one day, but once you work your magic on him tomorrow, he'll be begging you for it. Work will be the last thing on his mind."

The man behind the cash register rang up their selections.

"That will be $300."

"Let me put this on Chuck's AMEX. He won't be needing it much longer."

***

"Good morning, baby," Gabriel cooed, as Ryan hurried down the stairs.

"I made you a little breakfast before work."

It took some time for Ryan to respond. His wife was wearing a see-through lace negligée that matched her dark brown hair. The red thong was on display.

"W-w-what's going on? What are you wearing?" Ryan stuttered.

"What a silly question. You can see what I'm wearing just fine."

Ryan didn't hear her words. He was fixated on her ass and the way that thong gave it shape and purpose.

Gabriel put a plate in front of him as he sat down at the table and tried to reclaim his thoughts.

"Looks great, Gabby."

"What does?" She turned and gave Ryan another view of her best asset.

He palmed a glass of orange juice, brought it to his dry lips, and once again began to stare. How long had it been? It wasn't important. Work was important. The next step was important. He had never worked harder for anything in his life. He could feel it coming and he didn't want to let up now. It had been early mornings and late nights. He felt like he was back in graduate school. Soon he would get promoted. That would mean more power. More money. More control. Sex was the last thing he needed.

Distracted by Gabriel's attire, Ryan set the glass down on the edge of the table where it naturally teetered and spilled onto his crotch.

"Oh honey, let me get that"

"It's fine," Ryan muttered as he made a feeble attempt to dry out his pants with his hands.

"No, I got it." Gabriel grabbed several sheets of paper towel, got on her knees and began pressing the sheets into Ryan's thin dress pants.

"Is that better?" She whispered as the outline of Ryan's cock began to take shape through his pants. She rubbed on the trail of wetness. Ryan's head fell back and he let out a passive moan.

"That feels better, doesn't it?"

Ryan wagged his chin as sex crept back into his brain. It had been so long that his balls all of a sudden felt like they could burst. He propped his head back up and blissfully stared down at Gabriel's cleavage. She pushed harder on the outline of his cock and continued to rub. Repeating the motion until Ryan was fully erect and on the verge of expelling a month's worth of semen into his pants.

And then Gabriel stopped, leaving Ryan's cock crying out for air.

"All dry. Now eat up. I don't want you to be late. "

She slowly bent over to mop up the juice that had landed on the floor. Again presenting Ryan with a view of her red thong.

When she came back up, some the blood returned to Ryan's head and he managed to ask:

"Looking forward to voting tonight?"

"Of course."

"Good. We need to vote against this Veronica Samuels. The stuff she is saying is insane. How can a politician get away with saying men are obsolete? Listen, I'm all for female empowerment, but this is a step too far. I happen to like how things are now, don't you?"

"I do." She lied. She didn't like lying to her husband.

"Men are generally more ambitious. More women would be in more positions of power if they wanted to be. It's not right to take it out on men."

"I know, baby. I know. I'm going to make you a nice dinner tonight and then we can drive over to the polling station."

"That sounds good."

With his erection less pronounced, Ryan got up from the table.

"I'll see you tonight."

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Gabriel asked.

She strutted towards him, her perky breasts bouncing ever so slightly in her negligée. She hooked her hands around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. He felt her tongue probe his tongue and he was instantly hard again. She felt him against her body.

"Let me help you with this," she whispered in his ear as she squeezed his cock again.

"I...I...don't have time. I've got an early meeting. I..."

But before he could continue his protest, Gabriel had expertly unzipped his pants and taken him inside her warm mouth.

Her head bobbed slowly up and down on Ryan's cock as she gazed up at him. Within seconds she had him back on the edge. Ryan leaned against a wall for support as his knees buckled. Gabriel moved her mouth down to his balls and took them. She stoked his cock, now dripping with a mixture of her saliva and his pre-cum.

"Please don't stop," Ryan begged.

But just as Gabriel felt his balls tighten in her mouth, she stopped stoking. She placed her mouth over his cock again and swallowed him whole, this time holding him in her throat and then moving her lips slowly up from the base to the tip. A long string of saliva dangled from her lips onto the tip of his cock as she popped off him. She licked up the pre cum that dribbled out.

"You're going to be late."

"But I'm so close. Please."

She tucked his cock back into his pants as quickly as she had freed it.

Ryan winced in pain.

"I'll see you tonight," Gabriel smiled.

Ryan thought this was all a little strange. Gabriel had been distant the last month or so and she had certainly never deep throated him before. Had she been watching more porn lately? Did she take a blowjob class? Do blowjob classes exist? Was she fucking some other guy? Ryan's mind raced as he tried to make sense of what had been a decidedly adult breakfast.

Gabriel kissed him goodbye and turned around, dropping her negligee and revealing the rest of her body. She looked over her shoulder and Ryan's jaw dropped.

Gabriel smiled. This will be easy, she thought.

***

The office felt distracted. Ryan was piecing together a slide deck, but his mind kept drifting to Gabriel's warm mouth wrapped around his cock and the way that thong made her ass look. As he pasted another sales chart into the deck, his phone lit up.

It was a picture of Gabriel bent over their bed in nothing but that red thong with the caption: "If you're a good boy, this will all be yours tonight."

Ryan was hard again. He tucked himself closer to his desk to ensure no one else could see. As he looked around he noticed all the men on his floor were also staring intently at their phones with their bodies snugged up to their desks.

He looked back down at his phone and Gabriel had sent another picture of her bent over, this time with her thong pulled to the side and the caption: "If you're a good boy, I'll let you put it anywhere you want tonight."

This sent Ryan over the edge. He had never felt so aroused. He thought about maybe relieving himself in the restroom. It wouldn't take long. Gabriel had already got him close this morning. He looked around trying to map out the best route to get to the restroom while hiding his erection. And then his phone lit up.

Another text. This time a picture of her breasts pressed together. With the caption: "Good boys don't touch themselves. They wait."

He knew Gabriel would know if he relieved himself. She could always tell by how much semen came out of him. So in the interest of making his wife happy, he decided to wait.

Anywhere? Did she really mean anywhere? He wondered. The rest of the day moved slower than normal. Ryan passed the time by throwing himself back into his work, while his colleagues chatted about the election. Most had planned to vote after dinner. There seemed to be a consensus that any vote against Veronica was a good one. Ryan had always been somewhat politically apathetic, but the things Veronica had said about men in public and on Twitter had emboldened him. Although he had to admit he had spent more time thinking about his erection than the election today.

***

The drive home was quick. Cars seemed to be moving faster. Ryan assumed everyone was in a hurry to get to the voting booth. His arousal had quieted and he was now level headed enough to think about other things. As he walked in the door, he smelled his favorite dish. Gabriel stood by the stove with an apron on. She walked up to Ryan and embraced him.

"Did you miss me," Gabriel whispered in his ear.

"Yes." He said truthfully.

"Good. Dinner is almost ready."

She turned around and walked back to the kitchen. She was wearing nothing under her apron, save for that red thong. Ryan's cock begged for release.

"Sit down," she commanded.

Ryan obeyed. He wondered if he was salivating for the lasagna or Gabriel.

"I hope you're hungry."

"Starved."

"Good. I want you to finish every last bite."

It was a rather large piece of lasagna, but Ryan gobbled it up. By the time he finished he was feeling full and lethargic.

The feeling of Gabriel's foot pushed against his cock perked him back up.

"Will you do the dishes for me, babe?" Gabriel asked as she massaged him under the table.

Ryan nodded like a zombie with a hard on.

"Thanks babe." She released his cock, kissed him on the forehead and headed upstairs.

She didn't have much time. She quickly read over the instructions again on her phone. She needed to be sure. Everything was in place. It would work. It had to work. It was all in her head.

Ryan mindlessly fondled a dinner plate as his cock poked at the cabinet door under the sink.

She called for him.

At the sound of her voice he dropped the dish back into the sink and hungrily ran up the stairs. There he found Gabriel bent over the bed just like in the picture she had sent earlier.

"Have you been a good boy today?"

He nodded.

"I hope you're still hungry," she said as she caressed her ass and stared into his eyes.

Ryan didn't waste any time. He got down on his knees and pulled Gabriel's thong to the side. He buried his face in between her cheeks and started to lick. His mind fell under her spell again. Thoughts of work and the election drifted away and all he could think about was how she tasted. She tasted sweet.

Gabriel moaned. "Don't stop"

Ryan's erection grew at her approval and he plunged his tongue inside as deep as he could. Gabriel's pussy dripped into his mouth. She pushed Ryan's head further into her cheeks, making it harder for him to breathe. He didn't stop.

"That's a good boy. Make me cum."

Ryan almost came just hearing the word come out of Gabriel's mouth. He increased his speed and felt her lips start to pulse on his. Gabriel pushed him even deeper as she came. It felt like he was drowning until she finally released him. His face covered in her wetness.

"Now, I don't want to have all the fun. I know I promised you could put it anywhere tonight. Have you decided?"

Ryan had always fantasized about anal sex, but had only tried it once with Gabriel. It was far too painful for her and they had to stop before it really began.

"Anywhere?" His gaze fell to her ass.

"I think I know what you want," she said while spreading her cheeks. Her asshole looked perfect. She sucked on her index finger, ran it around her ring and then slowly penetrated herself. In-and-out. She moaned.

"Are you sure?" Ryan asked.

Gabriel walked over to her bedside table and pulled out a small bottle of lube. She squirted some in the palm of her hand. Before Ryan knew it she was working his shaft. The lube warmed and she moved her hand up from the base to the tip and then back down again. Ryan was close to cumming in her hands.

"This will help you last longer. I know my good boy is all worked up, but I don't want you to blow your load just yet. Okay?"

Ryan nodded as he felt the lube begin to take effect.

He turned Gabriel around and bent her over. He peeled off her panties and then inched his oiled up cock into her asshole. This time there were no screams of pain. Gabriel just moaned as his began slowly pumping his cock in and out of her. Ryan couldn't believe it.

"You can fuck me harder."

Ryan obliged. He didn't feel like cumming anymore. It felt like he could last forever. So he continued to pound his wife's asshole with each thrust feeling more pleasurable than the last. His full balls slapped against her pussy. He couldn't stop. His hands explored her body like it was uncharted territory. He squeezed her cheeks and then moved himself forward to take greedy handfuls of her breasts. He didn't understand how Gabriel could not be in any pain. It was like she was ready for every inch of him, pulling him in deeper each time, goading him to go faster. No pain. Only pleasure.

"That's it baby. Don't stop. Fuck my tight asshole."

Ryan put himself into overdrive. Her asshole squeezed his cock as if it was hell bent on milking him dry. He obeyed the pleasure and fucked her until he felt his legs start to give. Until sweat dripped from his forehead onto Gabriel's ass cheeks. As he slowed his pace, Gabriel pulled out his cock and began to stroke.

"I know your tired baby, but I want to do one more thing with you."

Ryan nodded in a sex-induced daze.

"Lie down and spread your legs and arms." Gabriel hurried over to her bedside table again and produced four pieces of rope. She started to tie one of Ryan's hands to one of the bedposts.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh baby, I thought we could try something new."

"But you know I don't like being out of control."

Gabriel got up on the bed and stood over him so that his body lined up between her legs. She began rubbing her clit and then licking the juices off her fingers. Small droplets of moisture landed on Ryan's chest.

"You want this pussy don't you?"

Ryan nodded.

"Don't you want to fill all my holes tonight?"

Ryan nodded again.

"Then let me tie you up and I promise it will be worth it."

Ryan stared up at her as she opened up her lips, giving him a full view of where his cock could be if he complied.

He stiffened.

"I think something has already made up your mind for you."

"I can't." He muttered.

"Sure you can." Gabriel lowered her pussy onto the tip of his cock.

Ryan moaned.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No."

"Then let me tie you up."

Ryan acquiesced as his will to stay in control was drowned out by the feeling of her pussy on his cock.

Gabriel began tying off his limbs.

"But we need to head out to the polling station soon. It's almost nine."

"I know baby, don't worry. We'll make it. I doubt you'll last much longer." She smirked.

When he was all tied up and helpless, Gabriel got on her knees and held her pussy above his cock. Her wetness dripped on to his tip.

"Are you sure you want this pussy?"

Ryan nodded.

"Tell me how much you want it"

"I want it. "

"Beg me."

"Please Gabriel. I need it." Ryan struggled to thrust his cock closer to her.

Gabriel pulled her pussy up a bit higher.

"No cheating."

"You'll do anything for this pussy, won't you? Admit it. Admit that I'm in control and I'll let you have it."

Gabriel had never spoken to him like this before. Their sex life had always been straight forward and to the point. Transactional even. He would always take the lead. What had changed?

"I'm not going to say that. You don't control me."

"Oh come on baby. You're helpless. You want to cum so bad that you let me tie you up. Your cock has been dripping for me all day. Now, tell me I'm in control and I will let you cum inside me."

"No. What has gotten into you, Gabriel?"

She rolled her eyes.

"Not you I guess. Might as well head out to vote then."

Gabriel got out of the bed, turned around and put her thong back on while Ryan stared. His cock pleaded with him for release. To comply. To be inside her. Gabriel picked up her bra.

"Okay. Fine. You're in control. Happy now?"

"That didn't sound very convincing. Why don't you try again?"

Ryan sighed. He knew she had won. He was overcome with lust. As hard as he tried to regain control of his mind, he couldn't think about anything other than releasing a month's worth of semen into Gabriel's pussy. He had been reduced to his most primal level. His only way out was to admit it.

"Okay. You own me. You own my cock. Please let me cum."

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear. You've been such a good boy for me tonight."

Satisfied with her newfound power, she removed her thong and lowered herself on his pulsating cock. She knew it wouldn't be much longer as the lube began to wear off. She rocked back and forth on him. Her perky breasts bouncing, pushing Ryan further into a primal trance. Her pussy gripped his cock just as she had practiced.

"Cum inside me, baby," she commanded.

Ryan couldn't hold back any longer. His cock began to spasm. He gave up his seed, while she continued to contract her pussy. He could feel her milking him for every last drop.

He let out a sigh of relief as his cock shriveled up.

Gabriel slowly pulled him out, causing cum to ooze out of her.

"Oh, I see you've been a good boy and saved all your cum for me." She coated an index finger and licked up what was now hers.

Ryan nodded. His eyes began to flutter. His brain reduced to mush.

"P-p-poll?" he managed to eek out as he drifted off to sleep.

Gabriel smiled. "Aww, I guess my baby tired himself out," she whispered in his ear as she untied him and tucked him into bed.

She put her clothes back on and kissed him on the forehead.

It had worked. The doubts were gone.

Plenty of time left to vote.