I got to the lounge to find them whispering and giggling to themselves, nothing unusual, but was taken aback when Gina said ‘we want to see your coc...’.I was pretty shocked and embarrassed, I’d not really experienced anything like that before and certainly not from Rachel. I must have paused for too long because they both said ‘come on, lets see’ in unison. I replied with ‘no chance’, or at least I nearly got the words out before I’d been grabbed by the robe I was wearing and 4 hands began. Sharon Schalke had hoped to be at the airport much earlier, but she had run into road construction on the highway into the city, then she had to quickly stop at the motel and secure the room where she and her husband would be spending the night.She was going to take the time to enjoy her husband in a way she hadn't been able to do the last time she'd seen him, some 10 weeks earlier, after nearly two months apart.They had only had four days together that time, and their three children had been. He explained he loved her, cared for her and this was an opportunity for her to show him just how good a slave she was to him. She would not be told the names of his friends and if she heard them she was to immediately forget that she had overheard this. To remember and show at any time at a later date she remembered would be a bad thing and he would punish her. He asked if she understood, he still had his hand on her chin and she felt unable to speak so she nodded her head and eyes.. Had he fallen asleep? What time was it? He must have slept because some of the overwhelming weariness he’d felt had left him.He took the bar of handmade soap and gave himself a good scrubbing, then piled out of the tub and grabbed a big warm towel. Sufficiently dry, he wrapped himself in his favorite thick red robe and headed for the bedroom.Quietly turning the doorknob, he crept in and closed the door just as quietly behind him. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could see the sleeping.