I guess that’s what it means to trust your husband with everything, and I think she did. By now, I was involving Christine in most of my planning an... analysis, and using her as a sounding board. Her job, as we divvied up the labor, was to seek to poke holes in any plan I came up with. She had countered sweetly at first that she didn’t want to have to find fault with my efforts like that, saying it so tenderly that she just made my heart jump for joy. I had told her at the time, assuming a stern. She could say no more, she put her hands around his neck and nuzzled into his shoulder. He stood back, kissed her on the forehead and murmured that it was time to go.The girls drove down to London after work on Friday evening. The motorways were busy with the usual week-end traffic which gave them plenty of time to plan the week-end. They went straight into the house, showered, changed and were both ready to go out again within the hour. As it was getting late Deedi suggested they go to the. I was a bit shocked, in a way, but, to be honest, I’d enjoyed him having a little fondle of me. It’d really excited me. I was bent forward and I reached up under my skirt and pulled my g-string down, very slowly. I don’t know how much I was showing all those men, but as I pulled it slowly down, there was an even louder cheer. I guessed I must be showing my pussy. I kept it like that for a few seconds, then pulled it back up, straightened up and turned to face them again.It was only then that I. "Cum now, cum for me."She did cum, on command. His orders were enough to tip her over.Holding her there he watched as her body rode wave after wave of her orgasm, her fingers flashing over her clit as she cried out, the water washing his cum from her face and hair. He lifted her unsteadily and held her in his arms."Mmm, that WAS nice!" She clung to him as the water cascaded over their bodies. Chapter 12Amanda sat on a breakfast stool in Nick's kitchen, wet hair combed straight and no longer.