I just barely put pressure on her pussy. She moaned and pushed back, but with the restraints, she could not move back very far. “What do you want?�... I asked. She moaned again, well almost a growl. “Come on, quit teasing me!” she yelled at me. “Tell me what you want,” I said. “You know what I want, come on”I pushed just the head of my cock into her pussy, then stopped again. “Is that what you want?”“No, I want all of it” I slapped her bare ass “Now behave yourself, or I will send you home right. ‘I asked my parents if we could have a real Christmas tree this year, with lights and everything. I said that I just knew if we all worked hard all year, and put aside a little bit each week from all our jobs, we could have such a tree this year. We already have a Christmas tree, of course, but it is a short, false tree, with tired, fading paper leaves, that Papa has pulled out of a cardboard tube and fluffed out every year since before I was born. We can’t put lights on it, Papa said—if we had. Taking a sideways glance I noticed the very young looking guy sitting across the table from the man. Ordering a beer and trying to act like I belonged on the stool at the bar, I was happy to see the long mirror behind the bartender giving me a perfect view of the room. Slowly sipping the beer, after all I was drunk but not far enough gone to drink enough to make myself sick, I watched the action behind me. Several of the couples at the tables sat close together and many times I watched as one. At the time I thought theymust have been crazy and even a bit kinked in the head.However all that changed one New Years eve. We had beenat a neighbor’s party and Jan had Ben flirtingoutrageously with a single guy there. So much so thatbefore midnight I packed a sad and stormed off home. I had expected Jan to follow but it was in the earlyhours before she finally arrived home. In my rage I hadnot been able to sleep and had stayed in the loungewith the lights off ready to abuse her when she.