Background: You never married when you were young. You focused on your career and money. At age 50 you retired and began to vacation regularly. That's where you met Gwen. A blonde bombshell that took to you like white on rice. After a brief courtship you got engaged and moved her into your mansion. Present: (6 months later) You and Gwen are sitting on the couch enjoying some drinks when Lucy comes downstairs dressed in a thin sundress.
Lucy: Daddy, can I get some money to go shopping. You smile at her as you dig in your pocket, pulling out your wallet full of cash. You fish out your credit card, holding it up Just take my card and try not to spend so much. She grins widely before leaning down, letting her cleavage hang and kisses you on the cheek Thanks daddy! she say before skipping out the front door. You turn your gaze to Gwen, who looks at you with a sultry gaze. She leans in, giving you a look down into her cleavage and say We're alone baby. Her words and look send sparks throughout you body. Meet me in the basement with nothing on. I've got a surprise for you. She rises to her feet, her own sundress to thin to conceal her lacy bra and thong, making your heart skip a beat. You got it baby! You say as you jump to your feet and watch her saunter upstairs. You quickly make your way to the basement, stripping your clothes as you go. Once inside you find a padded table setup in the middle of the room.
Moments later Gwen walks in behind you carrying plastic wrap. Why don't you lay down. Her words are laced with honey as she stretches out a length of the plastic wrap, winking at you. You quickly comply and she begins to encase your torso in the plastic, pinning your arms and leaving you exposed and helpless. This is so hot baby. You say as she wraps you up tight. She looks down with a amused smile as she brings up what looks like a cattle milking device. Gwen: How's your heart babe? I wonder how much it can take?