#{threads:kit}

kit hesitated at those words. in general had been feeling on edge at this conversation. not because of anything bad. not at all, in fact. the housewife could feel heat boiling from the bottom of his stockinged feet up to his perfectly curled hair. his hands fidgeted in his lap and he tried to focus properly. candice didn't want him to think of her differently. he could manage that right? "i...i admit it does make me curious in many regards. i've not yet known a wolf of any kind let alone an alpha. so this is all pretty new to me. but i don't think it should change my view on you for the worse at all. no, no."

the third spank drew a louder, more hitched mo.an from kit. "thank you dad.dy, may i have another?" the words instilled in him to say with each strike of the other's hand against the enormous, pale as.s. with the skirt of the housewife dress pooled up around his waist, floral patterened pan.ties down by the stocking clad thighs, kit was certainly a sight for anyone who might see them. thankfully it was in the privacy of their own home, with kit having begged candice to move in and take control of his life. tears strung the corners of his eyes from the force of the spanks. a yelp as another came down, "thank you!"

"Oh my-! You are...you're so big," Kit replied and then nodded. "It's all I want. Take me like this. Use me. You're so pretty. So hot. So strong. Take what you want from me. Don't be gentle. use me for my ho.les please!"

Normally a nervous type, the housewife shook slightly with even more nerves. Thankfully everything was okay so far, but this was uncharted territory fully for him. "I...I think I'd be the...the bride? I like being the wife. The housewife, the...the one who takes care of things," He confessed. Kit knew he needed to remain calm. He summoned her here. But even in a normal situation, the buxom beauty was nervous. This? This was much different than normal. Heeled feet carried him a few steps closer, "I r-read that you can do most anything and I've been on the lookout for a...a husband or wife for some time. I'm lonely and I...I think I'd make for a perfect housewife. I don't mind most anythings and I promise I'd never, ever g-get in your way."

"-oh goodness, look at you! who knew you could bust out something like that?" kit leaned back against the bed, propped up by pillows and his own elbows. "you gonna go on a fancy date tonight?" a large part of him hoped not, but at the same time, he couldn't fault the other for dating. they were obviously quite easy to fall for. "would you like me to clean or something while you're gone? cook you food for when you get home?"

kit didn't go out of the house very often. truly, it was only for work and shopping. in his mind, there was plenty to do at home, to fixing and cleaning and cooking. even if it was just for himself. so it wasn't often he got a crush. or at least, a new one. so when the sight of the other showed up to his yoga class, the bright eyed instructor did not hide the smile- the gleeful joy, or try and meander. kit found his way right to them. "i haven't seen you in a bit! how is life treating you?"

"welcome to the party!" kit greeted the other with a wide smile on painted features. as usual, the would-be housewife was hosting his christmas party and had invited the whole neighborhood to the event. house immaculating made-up, all aglow with colors and lights and even kit dressed in his christmas best- a green and red 50s style housewife dress, all of it strained by the generous curves he sported. "would you like me to take your coat?"

"Yes, Daddy-" Was his initial response to the 'Show me.' Delicate hands reached up and began to undo his zipper on the 50s style housewife dress, the long skirt heavy but brilliant in its whites and pinks. "What if I show you first and you help me get out of it? That way you can admire for as long as you want and then you can take me in whatever fashion pleases you," Cue the crinkled bright blue eyes in his smile.