”“Not really.”John smiled as he asked, “Well, how about something a little different?”“Like what?”“I would like you to print up an inv...tation to Linda for a private dinner this evening at seven in my room. I would also like this box given to her with the invitation.”Cathy grinned and said, “So, you’re going to give the woman what she needs. It’s about time.”John shook his head in denial. He said, “I’ve been giving her what she needs for a long time, now. I’m going to give her what she wants,. .." So I did. I turned her again so that she was laying with her back on the hood, fumbled a bit with a condom I had in the trousers and was very fast all prepared for a "nice fuck", as Melinda called it. She was all wet from my sweet tongue fuck, so I began slowly entering her, deeper with every movement, looking in her face, big eyes, open, heavy breathing mouth...white dress on the black hood...Soon I felt her balls touching my belly while I fucked her so deep. She started stroking herself. Panting, I sat back onto my heels. He pulled me to my feet.Stepping to the side he smacked my ass. “Bend over the desk.” I stepped forward. I bent over as he walked to the other side. He took my hands and pulled them so I was facedown across it, arms out. He fumbled with something and I realized he was handcuffing me like that.“Is this okay, Lynn?” he asked. I was afraid that if I protested the deal would be off. Besides, even though I would never admit it, well okay. I was about to admit it. They have challenging, enjoyable jobs and save for the future. They buy a nice house and start a family. Their children are intelligent and well behaved. The children grow up and go away to college. They meet the men/women of their dreams, fall in love, get married, and have challenging, enjoyable jobs of their own. John and Mary retire, go on fun vacations, and enjoy their golden years living Happily Ever After. In the end they both die. This is the way the story must end. .