Leigh delighted in the fact that she had fell into a group that saw chastity as the best was to run a marriage. She was certain enough exposure to the lifestyle would convince Wade it was the right thing for them to do as well. In the meantime she was happy to unlock other women's husband's and have sex with them. Everything was permitted and the only rule was the wives couldn't have sex with their own husbands.

This is an erotic story that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. All characters are adults and consenting. Intended for adult audiences only.

EXCERPT:

To say that Leigh was stuck with the leftovers was unkind.

And inaccurate.

"You can call me Nick," he said to her.

"Leigh," she managed to say after a long silence where she had been staring at his caged manhood. "I'm Leigh. Call me Leigh."

"I know," said Leigh. "You and your husband? Boyfriend? Fiancé?" he prompted her.

"Husband. We've been married for thirty years."

"Wow. Impressive."

"I'm thinking I missed out on a lot," she said. Simultaneously Leigh wanted to conversation to end so they could get to playing but at the same time she didn't want to stop talking because she was intrigued as to why a man this handsome and personable wanted to wear a chastity cage when he could have his choice of any woman in the world.

His wife probably had something to do with it.

"Everyone develops their sexuality at their own pace," he said.

Leigh downed the last of the liquid in her glass. She wanted some liquid courage to reach out and caress Nick's pretty cage. "Does your wife make you wear that?" asked Leigh, pointing at his currently impotent manhood.