I went up to get us each another beer, thinking on the way of how I was going to get May to let me do her right there on the couch. When I handed her ...er beer and saw how tipsy she already was, even though it was only her third, I knew how I was going to get her hot tight ass out of her pants. I sat down, a little closer to her than before and casually put my arm around her. She smiled up at me and kept drinking. I was feeling adventurous and put my beer down, letting my now free hand move up. “If dirty magazines turn you on that much…” “Fuck you, jerk! You’ve been holding out on me!” A look of rapture had come over her face as she held up his bomber jacket. It took him a second, and he couldn’t help but laugh as he made the connection. “Oh please, it’s not a replica jacket, and hell, it doesn’t even look much like the one in the movie. No need to drool on it.” “Totally not the point,” she said emphatically. “You’re not the only one with an imagination, you know! And after I set up. ”“You told Carol, you love her? Now I really can’t wait to talk to her.”“It will have to wait until Sunday.”“From what Kim says, you giving her the hairpin is more than saying I love you, so that is three in one night.”“I suppose you are right.”“I think you chose the perfect gift for each of us.”“That was my plan. There are few things I put that much effort into thinking about. It took a while to figure out what to get everybody.”“Wait a minute. How long ago did you plan this? We didn’t. My body jolts as something flicks over my clit… after a few strokes I realize it’s a fine paintbrush. He teases my clit with the brush, circling it, stroking it, and running the tip of the brush along the ridge of my hood. My moans grow louder with each stroke. ‘ Please… Master… please’ I beg Him. He chuckles again. ‘ Oh, not yet, my sweet. We need to discuss something first.’ I try to focus on His words. That sounds to me like the start of a punishment lecture. ‘Haven’t we discussed.