He's turning purple. It's quite becoming. Anyway, I'll phone my dad. He'll most likely fly into Roma a day or two early. Saturday, 27 November. 14:00?...OK. Oh. No white dresses. No penguins. No, not even little blues. Will you be my matron? I'm certain Gordy will want David as his best man. Who? That's the one who doesn't get along with Gordy? Right. She can sit somewhere. The little girl can do flowers and the boy can be ringbearer. Right. Like Frodo. Great! All arranged. See you in a few. She does the same and picks up a pencil to apply eye makeup and leans forward to be closer to the mirror. At that moment I felt the towel go up a little higher and I started to hallucinate, I looked down a little and saw that the towel was inches away from disappearing from between the two of us.She seemed to guess or intuit what was happening and so, she stood on her tiptoes and I felt the direct contact of her butt on my sex under my shorts. I began to thrust harder but kept the pace slow.. I could make no noise for anyone but my mistress. I could be pleasured by no one but my mistress. With a sigh, I smiled and drifted to sleep, exhausted from my passionate orgasm, knowing that my mistress was watching me, and that the morning would bring both pain and so much pleasure... ----------- I woke with a hard slap to the face and was yanked upright by the hair. "Awake yet, slave?" My mistress said quietly, patiently, leaning but a few inches away from my face. I opened my eyes and. We,re at an awkward situation right now! He,s ignoring me when it comes to sex and won,t tell me why!” “Is he having an affair then.?” “Don,t think so. He,s worried about his job and thinks he might get made redundant as they,re considering cutting staff to economise. I,m so damned frustrated I can,t think straight!” “Well you Know your Mum and I haven,t fucked in years!” I sighed. “So we can help each other in that respect then!” “Dad I know we,re no strangers to sex with each other, but I.