Which is why it's better to be safe than sorry. And besides, like I said, I fixed up a cozy naughty little place for us to play in."There was a door l...ading up from the new downstairs den to the outside up a short flight of steps. I had used the reasoning behind coming down here as this room did have a door which I could quickly, and easily slip out of if I needed to. I had also chosen it as a place for us to have fun in because of all the large comfy cushions and soft pliable beanbag like. “Either you will let me go or…” her eyes widened at the possibilities. Quickly she backtracked. “I mean, I’m sure Lord Montague will pay you a modest sum to return me, that it would be worthwhile not to…um-“ “Dispose of you?” he inserted silkily. She bit her lip, knowing instinctively by the gleam in his eyes that he was teasing her, yet it was too important a matter – her life was at stake! – to treat it lightly. “Yes,” she replied softly, concentrating on the patterns her fingers traced on. " It was very obvious that Stacy was quite proud of her large firm tits and sometimes when my eyes would stay on her bust momentarily, I could almost see her thrusting them out ever so slightly to emphasize and capture my gaze. The ultimate arousal would come when Stacy and I were talking and I'd suddenly notice that her nipples had gotten hard and were pushing out proudly through the material of her bra and her top.One Thursday afternoon both Stacy and I had to work later than normal to get. We messed around a few more times after that, always while we were drinking. I would pretend to pass out sometimes just to see how long it would take them to start going at it. Most of the time my wife would initiate the action which always turned me on. One night in particular she told him that I was out like a light and asked if he was ready for a blowjob. Of course he said yes! She took him out back to his deck and sucked all the cum out of his dick. I didn't get to watch that time, but she.