Just a quick update. Cody is working from home this week, which means I get to have a little more influence over his wardrobe. He has been instructed to wear only the pretty silk and lace panties we bought for him. He enjoys the ritual of it, and I have noticed it very clearly affects Ben as well.

Cody did have to throw on a button up shirt for a large video meeting, but from the waist down he remained exactly as instructed. He stood at his desk, trying to look professional.

I decided to test his composure. I walked in completely naked, Ben behind me on his leash, also bare and crawling obediently at my feet. Cody could see the entire spectacle, but he was live on camera and had to pretend nothing was happening. The tension on his face was delicious.

I led Ben forward, carefully positioning everything just out of the camera’s view. Ben knew his role. He moved quietly and confidently, responding only to my direction. I kept my eyes locked on Cody’s the entire time. That mixture of frustration, arousal, and forced professionalism is one of my favorite looks on him.

Cody had to speak during part of the meeting, maintaining his tone while clearly battling distraction. I watched him struggle to keep control, and Ben followed my earlier instruction perfectly, adjusting his efforts in ways that intensified Cody’s challenge.

Eventually, Cody lost the battle. He managed to mask it well enough to keep up appearances, but I saw it. I always do.

Once I was satisfied, I gave a light tug on the leash and walked Ben out with me. As we left, I looked back over my shoulder at my husband, still trying to compose himself.

Mission accomplished.