” “I think,” Jess whispered, “I think after tonight you might also conclude that I am a better fuck than that Sarah bitch.” “That may be, ...ho knows, but tonight was about so much more than fucking,” I replied giving her nose a little kiss. A surge of emotion ran, like a tidal wave, through me and I found the words that best captured my feelings for Jess, “Make love with me. Sarah can’t make love with me, only you can do that.” Her arms wrapped around my shoulders as my arms wrapped around her. Joe turned to go up the stairs to remove his work clothing, and walked back down stairs. Emmy pulled out the two steaks she prepared for them, they were still rare and tender, the way they both liked it. And fixed there plates and sat at the table and lit the candles. Joey walked into the dining room where his love sat resting her breasts on the table to tease him. Joe quickly became hard again, not really losing his stiff before, he went and poured the red wine for the both of them and kissed. She sat and watched as he turned me face down with my legs spread and ass pointing up. With my hands cuffed tightly I could do nothing. Fear shot through my body. Hearing her laughing I turned my head to see him with a belt. The sexuality was gone from the scenario. I knew things were out of control. He used the belt on my ass and upper legs. He told me it was my ‘punishment’ for a frustrated wife. The belt hurt immensely as he whipped me hard….I almost passed out from the pain!. He continued. She led me back into thedressing room and sat me down on the pouffe. For half an hour she workedher make-up magic on me. At last, having also styled and cut my,unfashionably, for that time, long hair into a pretty, feminine, urchinstyle, she allowed me to see myself. I was totally shocked. I looked likea younger version of her, and just as beautiful. Mother had wrought magicon me and standing before the mirror was a very beautiful young girl,with one very important difference. Highly visible to.