Caught in hers and compromised

The doorbell rang and I had to answer it. Jim saw my car in the drive and knew I was home. I did my best to cover up what I was doing, but he had to notice I was wearing nylons under my sweats. My feet were showing the suntan nylon pantyhose I was playing in just a few minutes before. After he left I ran to the bathroom to see what else he may have seen. Shit! The T-shirt I'd thrown on was a little tight and the outlines of the tight bra straps were very noticeable. I still had a bulge in my sweats too. I was wearing a very tight cock and balls strap and my hard-on had not away. I looked myself up and down, thinking I was in big trouble. And I was right.

Jim called me a few hours later.

"You need to tell me what you were up to when I barged in and surprised you."

"Oh well, I don't know? I was working on the internet when you stopped by. Nothing was going on. What did you think was going on?"

"Are you still wearing the nylons and a bra?"

I almost dropped the phone. I couldn't speak. What was I supposed to tell him now?

"I... well, what the fuck? Sure. I like to do that sometimes when my wife isn't home. I like it. So there you go. You caught me. So, sue me. Can we forget about it now, please?"

"Sure. We can forget it. But first, you need to take some pictures of you like that and send them to me. I like seeing guys in their wife's underwear. It's like a hobby for me. Take some pictures right now. I won't wait long. Got it?"

Why would he think I was still in the underwear. Well, I was. I went back to the bathroom facing the wide mirror. I slowly pulled off the T-shirt and slipped my sweats down to my ankles. 

I exposed the red lace B cup bra I'd found in the back of her drawer. The place where she puts the sexy underwear I buy her for Valentine's day that she never wears. It has black lace trim and a little bow between the cups, It's longline with several clasps in the back. I stuffed the cups with some of her sexy panties. Under the suntan, white cotton crotch pantyhose was visible the matching red and black lace panties. My bulge was very obvious. I was even more embarrassed. 

I felt small and humiliated. I guess he wanted that? I was suddenly confused and worried. This day has gone so wrong, so fast. But I wanted to obey him. What is that all about?

I pointed the phone and... click! My phone immediately rang.

"That is pretty good. You might pass as a woman if you shaved a little more of yourself. Now take a couple of your fingers and shove them in your mouth, like you're sucking them. Do it and send me the picture. Do it right now."

What the fuck? This was already going too far. I was shaking and sweating like a pig. "Let's get this over with." I thought to myself. I quickly shoved three fingers in my mouth, looked out of the corner of my eye into the mirror, and took a selfie. 

Just like before, my phone immediately rang. 

"Get on your knees and do that. Go on! Get on your knees and shove those fingers in your mouth. You need to facetime me right now. Do it, bitch!"

Bitch? Why was I even listening to him? Why didn't I just hang up the first time? He didn't have anything on me before. He just saw me in some nylons. Now I'm giving him all the evidence he needs. Why was I still hard? The strap should have let my cock relax by now. Was I excited about this? I can't seem to refuse his orders. I pushed the app for facetime and we were live. 

He watched me slowly kneel down on the bathroom floor. I flashed between the mirror and selfie mode. I looked into the phone and opened my mouth. In go the fingers. I let out an "Ahhh."

"Don't fucking move. Is your front door unlocked?" I shook my head, no. "Go and unlock it. Then come back right here again. Do it bitch!"

For some stupid reason, I jumped right up and unlocked the door. I ran back to the bathroom and quickly kneeled down again. I pointed the phone at the mirror and shoved my fingers back into my wet, drooling mouth. 

"You don't fucking move when you hear me come in. Just stay there. Just like that. Got it, bitch?"

I shyly nodded my head. 2 minutes later I heard my front door open and close. Then the deadbolt locked. I took a deep breath. My eyes were locked on the bathroom door. He was unbuckling his jeans as he walked in.

"I can't believe you did all this. Are you some kind of stupid faggot? I've got pictures and a video of you being a stupid faggot. You must be a stupid faggot." 

His jeans dropped to the floor. I started to freak out. He knelt down next to me, grabbing my arm and holding me close. He held my hand in my mouth, forcing my fingers in further. He reached up to my chest and gave my pretty lace bra cup a good hard squeeze. 

"You're going to be my stupid faggot right now. You got that? Bitch?"

My head nodded acceptance. "Mummph!"

He immediately stood up. He pulled my hands up over my head and held them tightly together. His cock was in my face. I'd never seen one angry before. And this one was angry. My mouth opened like it was programmed to. In goes his cock and I started sucking. Just like a little bitch whore. What the fuck?

"Good girl. You like Jimmy's cock, don't you? You make it cum, you little fag. Keep doing that! You're doing real good. Don't stop, you little slut. Get some! Eat it like you love it. I know you do, you cunt. Make Jimmy happy."

Gees, he wouldn't stop talking! I was nervous enough without the distraction. I tuned him out and sucked as hard as I could. But I could still hear him calling me those names. I was so fucking hard. What is going on? Next thing I know my mouth is filled up with my first load of jizz. And it was a big one. Jim is gasping for breath and laughing. 

"Oh fuck yeah! You got it, didn't you, you little cum lover! Eat it all up, you slut! Finish it all like a good girl."

I was choking and gasping for breath and trying not to swallow any of it. But there was so much, and it was everywhere. I couldn't help but take some of it down my throat. Just when I thought it was all over, he gave me another order.

"Suck the rest of it out, bitch! Keep sucking until I tell you to stop."

I sucked his sloppy wet cock for what seemed like an hour. He did have a couple more good squirts left in there. These I swallowed just to get things done with. And I suppose I was getting used to it. The taste of his cock and the warm sticky cum. I was sort of enjoying being a cum slave for him. I was wondering what will happen to me after this. Suddenly, I was really nervous.

He left me there on my knees with cum dripping off my face and over my chin. The pretty red bra was dripping with cum. I had it all over my chest. My mouth was wet with it. All I saw was him pulling up his jeans and leaving the room. But before he walked out the front door, he left me with one last comment.

"That was fun. I'll expect that, and more from now on. I'll call you whenever I feel like it. And by the way, you suck cock much better than your wife does. Haha!"

WTF?