So be creative. If you show me half as much creativity as you showed when you used that marvelous vibrator and this supercock to please me, I'll be im...ressed." I can tell that he is thinking. I've laid down a challenge and whatever hurt I caused him is now an element in the solution to that challenge. "Now if you want, you can release the ropes without penalty, but if you don't, if you'll trust me, I'll give you a reward." "Reward?" "Yes. Too much of our marriage, was unrewarding. Sacrifices. I softly sucked on his cock until I started to feel it getting harder and then I increased my motion as his cock grew more firmer. It was then I heard, "Good morning" and for a second I stopped sucking on his cock and looked up towards him and saw him smiling. "Is this how you usually wake someone up?" he asked me. I thought for a second and then answered, "Only those people whose cock and who I love" and with that I bent back down and back into my mouth went his cock. I sucked on his cock. He kept looking ahead because he couldn't think of anything to say. He had finally listened to what she was saying without filtering her words through his own desires. Marty continued to think about each word she said until Joan pulled her car into the garage. "You have been so quiet Marti, are you all right?" Joan asked. "Uh yes Joan, I have just been thinking about what you have said." Marty replied. . Don led me to his own bedroom, closed the door, turned to me and kissed me. “You are one gorgeous chick,” he said. “I’ve had my eye on you for weeks and wanted to kiss you forever.” He kissed me again and began to feel under my little cocktail dress which was very skimpy. His breath was very liquory and his kissing was sloppy but this was Don Ho…I was his conquest…and boy did his hand feel good on my tired body. It had been a long night. I was tired and a little tipsy and his hand was.