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</div>Sebastian stared into the mirror as he got dressed for dinner not liking at all what he saw reflected back at him. He felt a little pissy about the way Sarah had gotten her way, again! She always got her way where he was concerned. In some indescribable way, her manner of controlling and manipulating him really turned Sebastian on while at the same time made him feel weak and helpless around her. But sometimes just the way she went about it made him feel anxious and uneasy. Made him want to resist and rebel against her ever-growing influence... when she played games like that with him.<br/><br/>Feeling inadequate and frustrated Bastian finished buttoning his shirt and turned on the home's stereo system to pump a little mood music throughout the house.<br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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</div>He was still out of sorts over the whole bully thing feeling ashamed and embarrassed about it. Sebastian didn't want to explain to his wife why he didn't want to attend his high school reunion. What did it matter anyway, why did she even care about it? She didn't attend the same school and he always went with her to her own school reunions without complaint. That should be enough for her. He just didn't understand her interest in the whole reunion thing and the reason why he didn't want to go.<br/><br/>Sebastian of course at first had totally refused to tell Sarah and thought that would be the end of it. But then Sarah unzipped him and casually reached into his trousers and jerked his pathetic little cock while her eyes stared into his as she jerked and questioned him until he finally gave in and told her the truth. Then embarrassingly... at the same time, she caused him nut into his trousers... staining them... ruining them as she smiled and zipped him back up without so much as a by your leave. He hadn't been allowed to fuck his wife for months... so handjobs and milking had become a means of emasculating and controlling him. But it totally turned him on.<br/><br/>When Sebastian found about the dinner... it had come out of the blue... it was a complete surprise to him. Of course, he grumbled about it but gave in easily enough. What did it matter? It was only a few neighbors from down the street. He could put up with them for a few hours at least and then he could get back to his stamp collecting. He was so excited about updating the new arrivals to add to his collection.<br/><br/>As Bastian walked towards the kitchen when he heard the doorbell and his wife call out asking him to answer it. Without a thought or hesitation, Sebastian headed straight for the front door and opened it... much to his shock and surprise. He immediately recognized the man who stood before him and his jaw dropped to the floor. Already intimated at just the sight of his bully Sebastian managed to stammer,<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 0, 204)"> "AAAAlex, whatttt are youuuu doing here?"</span></i>