And then some!! She massaged my buttocks as her tongue continued to play its own song on my clit, going faster and faster, from side to side. My hands...fell to her head and I tangled my fingers into her short brown hair, pressing her into me. My toes were tingling and I felt a tightness start and build up in my entire body."MY god...my god...ohhhhh..." I was gasping and moaning and writhing againsther.Still she kept up the same pace, her hands holding me in place. The tightness that I felt. "We are girlfriends and you are going to go inside with me and ask the woman at the front desk that you want to talk to someone about joining and would like a tour of the facilities," my wife told me. I was really embarrassed. She said, "Get wigglying girl."I started to walk over to the front entrance people were coming and going and I felt like every one, especially the men were looking at me in this outfit which was so out of place at this spa. . . are you done?" she asked softly. "Am I .. am I still your slave?" Only if you want to be, my dear," I responded. "I figure you've probably had enough of our little game for one day, don't you think? But I thought I'd leave you naked and tied like that, just so I could enjoy looking at you. And so you can remember how it is, to be like this with me."She smiled at me and pulled her shoulders back, displaying her breasts to me. "I see .. yes, of course. You can look at me all you want!" . “Oh John” she said, “I am really not in the mood”. I did not listen to her. I pulled her back to me and kissed her ear. She squirmed in my arms and protested. I spun her around and pulled her into me. I was rock hard and pressed it against her. I pressed my mouth to hers, she resisted my kiss but I persisted. I pushed her back to the washer and trapped her there with my body. I pulled her t-shirt over her head. She had not put on a bra, and I cupped one of her tits in a hand. I.