VGF and I have been playing truth or dare, and if DH is Road (vanilla with lots of intersting bits) then VGF is..- Kinky sex date in Neligh NE. Swingers, kinkycouples sex. and -'s Crazy, Mixed-up Salted Caramel, or something. he's uber domestic ask him to vacuum, he haul the furniture out, beat the rug, brush the corners, vacuum the carpet, and put it all back together but I discovered that I can turn it into an ordeal by simply requesting that he not shower, because I like the smell of honest labor. he can't get his hair cut, or use deodorant well, he could, but I would pout, and that just won't do. neither of us are really in to forced feminization, but he's so old-fashioned, that making him wear a sarong and bare feet around the house was shocking for him, which thrilled us both. ironiy, with all this tension building between us, it wasn't until a couple of days ago that I put down my morning coffee, slipped into my shoes (platform wedges) and turned around to him biting his lip, but not hiding the erection so this morning? I wore another pair, and left enough time to ask him about them. yes, he likes them, no he hasn't said anything, but he really admires my taste in shoes, they're fun and with the platforms, I'm taller than he is, and that's almost more than he can bear, and if I wanted to do something for him, I could go pick out a pair to wear just for him . all of this came out in a rush as I was sweeping out the door so I went out scouting at lunch (gods bless Nine West) and tomorrow, he gets to buy me a pair of funky wedges, and put them on me like they're his feet to dress up. and yes, I can wear them when we go out to town on Friday night, if I want to DH is starting to wrap his around how much power he is holding over both of us right now, and I think he likes it.