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A Submissive Housewife

... us alive. Mom and dad are lucky that they did not have any c***dren from their siblings, but I have a couple of cousins that were born from b*****r and s****r relations. I was also lucky not to have gotten pregnant from my b*****r. That’s why I figured that the vitamin pill that mom gave me were birth control pills. I have not had any contact with my parents since I left home for collage. Nor have I had any contact with my b*****r. I do know that he is married and has a couple of k**s, but I know nothing else about them. You are the only one I have ever told this too. It's not something that I want most people to know, but I trust you. You have made me feel very good and I would like to keep seeing you. Ken then said; don't worry, you will not get away from me. Unless I want you to, which at this time I do not want. He then said: Next Saturday, I want you to be the same place that we were today, but be there by 8:30 AM. Be on a blanket and be nude. I don't care what you wear to get there, but you will be nude by 8:30 AM. If anyone stops to talk to you, you tell them you are waiting for your husband. That should stop any harassment. If not, when I get there I will take care of it. Now I may or may not call you this week, it depends on how my work schedule is, but I will be there Saturday, shortly after 8:30 AM. Just remember that now you belong to me and no one else. See you Saturday. Without even thinking about it, I walked him out to his car, and I was still totally nude. ...

... Somehow it just seemed right to do so. I met a young couple on my way back to my apartment. They gave me a big smile and kept on walking, and so did I. I was still coming down from my high on Monday. I was dreaming about Ken most of the day, and suddenly it hit me: this Saturday is Ken's weekend with his son, surely he will call and cancel our date. I would call him to confirm, but I do not have his last name or where he lives. I have no way to get hold of him. I guess unless I hear from him, I will just have to show up, and assume that he will also. I was on pins and needles all week, but no call came. So on Saturday morning, I put on my bikini top, put the bottoms in my purse, and walked nude from the waist down to my car. Since it was early, no one saw me. I arrived at the parking lot about 15 minutes early. I got my blanket, took off my bikini top, and put it and my bottoms in the car. Then I walked down to the lake. I followed the shore until I got to the same place we had been the week before. By now it was nearly 8:30 AM. About 5 minutes later I saw a young boy walking along the shore line, with a person who looked like Ken following behind a few steps. I thought to myself that must be Ken and his son, as the time was right. As they got closer to me I could tell that it was indeed Ken, and my heart began to flutter with excitement. As they drew closer, Ken waved at me and I waved back. I saw Ken say something to the boy and he looked toward me, and then started walking ...