Sitter
I stood still as my fiancée clipped the garter tab to the stocking she'd slid up my leg. "There, let's do the other one," she said.
I frowned, not entirely happy with what I was wearing under my tuxedo on our wedding day. "Amy," I said quietly.
"I know," she said, "you know how he is."
"I just thought...I mean...it's our wedding day and...at least for the day."
"It's important to him," she said, "especially today."
"He already gets you tonight," I said, "can't the ceremony at least be...normal."
Amy gave me a small frown. "Hon, this...this is normal," she said, "I mean, his normal. We talked about this, after I get today you're not allowed to wear..."
"I know," I said, not needing to hear it again, not needing to hear that her lover insisted once we got married I was no longer permitted to wear male underwear. "Where...where are you spending the night?" I asked, changing the subject to something different but just as awkward.
"He got the honeymoon suite at the Ritz," she said. "He wanted a different hotel from where you and everyone else is staying."
I frowned, thinking of our wedding night, me, alone, her with her lover. "What?" I asked her, seeing her face.
"I feel bad leaving you alone tonight," she said.
"You can stay," I suggested.
She frowned. "Hon, no," she said. "I...I asked Allie to stay with you."
"Allie?" I gasped, thinking of her beautiful but cruel friend, her best friend. "But I...she..."
"She knows, love," Amy said, "it's...she offered to keep an eye on you, you know, to, well, play babysitter."
"Babysitter? Wait, she knows what?"
"You know, all of it," Amy said. "About Brad, about this," she touched my lingerie, "about the cage. All of it."
"Allie knows!"
"Brad and I think it best you have a sitter when we're together."
"A sitter? Like I'm a child?"
Amy shrugged. "It's for the best," she said, "I trust Allie, she'll make sure you behave when I'm away."
"T...tonight?"
"And going forward," Amy said.
"Going forward?"
"Well, Brad and I plan to keep our regular Saturday dates and might add in a night during the week, probably Wednesdays. Allie is happy to babysit on those nights going forward. Hon, I'll feel much more comfortable with her looking after you so I don't have to worry."
Well of course she won't have the key, that's going to stay him as it has done for the last two years.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of a cuckold-baby-sitter. I love the gentle and comforting, yet 'no-other-choice'-tone. Great story and so well written. Fabulous. Would love to read more 'sitter-themed' episodes.
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