A Wife's Surprise: Serving Bridge Night

It’s been a while since I last wrote something. I hope you like it and feel free to leave your thoughts.

The Bridge Game

My Tuesday began as usual. After waking up, having my coffee, I settled at the computer to check emails and browse the forums before my wife stirred. As soon as she emerged from the bedroom, I signed off and headed to the kitchen to prepare her morning brew.

I brought her coffee and sat opposite her across the table. She was wearing her usual nightgown and robe, while I remained naked save for HER cage. When I asked why she was up earlier than normal, she explained that a phone call had woken her. One of her friends couldn’t host their weekly bridge session at home and asked if we could take it instead. Naturally, my wife agreed.

I received instructions to ensure the living room and dining area were tidy and ready for cards. Then I went back inside to make the bed and straighten the bedroom. Mistress entered to get dressed, handing me her nightgown with a reminder that laundry needed starting. By the time she reappeared, my first load was already running.

Mistress sat down for another cup of coffee and began compiling a list, which I presumed contained either shopping tasks or special chores for the day. My initial guess proved correct: I was instructed to dress up and head out to the store.

The errand list included several types of wine alongside assorted cheeses and crackers. This seemed unusual for an afternoon card match, but questioning Mistress is not my place. Upon returning and stowing the food in the fridge, I was told to brew a fresh pot of coffee and ensure there were various sodas available.

Then came the twist. Mistress revealed she had hinted at a surprise for her friends when they visited our home next time. The revelation? They would be served by me throughout the game and into the afternoon. Moreover, I was to appear in my standard house attire… naked except for my Jail Bird. Several of our acquaintances, particularly Mistress’ female pals, are aware of our Female Led Relationship, and some already know about my chastity status. This marks the first time any of them have seen me completely nude.

After stripping off and folding my clothes, I returned to finalize preparations for the game. Coffee cups, napkins, and spoons were arranged at each place setting. Next, I prepared a platter of cheese and crackers for later use. With that done, I began moving the ironing board toward the bedroom. Mistress halted me, suggesting I set it up in the corner of the living room so I remained within easy reach to attend to them without needing summons. Following her advice, I placed the first load into the dryer and started a second.

While plugging in the iron, the doorbell chimed. I glanced at Mistress seated at the table; she merely pointed toward the entrance. Opening the door, I stepped aside as Vicky and Linda entered. Both scanned me from head to toe, focusing on my cage, with Vicky remarking, “You must be our surprise.” “Yes, Ma’am,” I replied, taking their coats to hang in the closet. Surprisingly, neither seemed particularly shocked by my nudity.

I followed them as they joined Mistress at the table and poured themselves coffee. As I returned the carafe to the kitchen, the bell rang again. This time, I answered without hesitation, greeting Sue. After hanging her coat, she grinned and gestured for me to walk ahead of her. Walking toward the dining room, I could feel her eyes assessing my figure from behind.

She took the empty chair, moved her cup aside, and asked if we had Dr Pepper. I nodded silently, picked up the cup, poured her drink into a glass, and served it. As they began playing Bridge, Mistress noted that anyone needing refills simply needed to ask me for them. For the next two hours, I finished the laundry, ironing items as necessary, keeping an eye on the game to ensure their drinks were attended to without explicit requests.

(To be continued)