It was as much as I could do to sustain my breath, his huge cock was thrusting in and out like a piston, he’d recognised my need, it was sheer heave..., my body tensed, a feeling of well of being overtook me, cloud nine wasn’t the word that I could use. My back arched, orgasm took me, never had I sensed such sensation, my legs felt numb, shocks where travelling throughout my body, my arms and fingers tingled, I felt I was slipping, slipping into another world, a world with just flowers and birds,. ’ ‘Then, would you mind if I called you sometime in the afternoon? The store closes at one on Sundays, so that would still give us plenty of time to talk.’ ‘Yeah, sure.’ ‘Well, then, I guess I should let you go, huh? I mean, you have that bath and book waiting for you.’ ‘Yeah, I guess so.’ But I didn’t want to hang up. I didn’t want to wait until Wednesday to see him, either. I had a sudden flash of inspiration. ‘Andrew, what if I take you out for a late lunch tomorrow? Like around two? I could. I dropped John at home and said we would see him the next week. These visits became a staple of our week and he would get to fuck my wife in the evening and either a handjob or fuck on the Thursday morning before I dropped him home. In fact my wife’s favourite thing for a Thursday morning was while I had my breakfast she and John showered together, facing each other while he fingered her clit, usually bringing her to orgasm, and her stroking his cock until he shot his cum over both their. You know deep down, that's what you really want." I know that's what you want to do. Next you'll be wanting me to call you Mistress!" That's not a bad idea. Call me Mistress Penelope like in the story. Get into the part like actors do in a play. Experience the real thing." Penny paused and thought for a few seconds before going on, "How about we try it from after lectures on Friday until bedtime Sunday? With time out to do our coursework Sunday morning?"We bandied the suggestion around for the.