She sounded sad. She didn't say anything though. She may have been thinking that this was just another bad consequence to what she had done.I told her...I had mentioned it, but not because I had wanted to. Janet had gotten some of it out of me while she was sitting on my lap naked and she had guessed the rest of it.Georgina made a slight sound when I said the part about Janet sitting on my lap naked but didn't say anything. I had said it that way on purpose to take a swipe back at her. Later I. Jill watched intently while leaning against the footboard of our king sized bed. Lisa alternated between looking at Jill and watching my progress. I noticed Lisas breathing was starting to get deeper, a clear sign to me she was getting turned on with the anticipation of the next knot. I always take time for the next knot. Partially because getting it in the right spot is important, partially just because I like to prolong Lisas anticipation and partially because I like the close up view of. Andrea was still not pregnant though. It was not as if we weren't trying. We were trying still, even after being married for a year, quite a bit, and then some. Not that it was intentional trying; it's just the way we were. We enjoyed our sex together, and being intimate as much as possible.It was then a few weeks after our first anniversary that I begin to notice a slight change in Andrea's behavior. I'm still not even sure that at that time that Andrea, herself knew the why of her changing. Her bush was light brown, set off by the delicate golden bow. Her legs were slender and graceful, the shoes were silver, sparkling, catching the light like jewels on her dainty feet."You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen I my life," I assured her sincerely. With her hair up, her neck was as graceful as a swan's. Even the curve of her collar bone was beautiful.She turned gracefully in front of me, her arms out from her sides a little, her tight little bottom flexing as her heels clicked.