Some do it over a dozen times a day, but the average is closer to two or three times a day. That’s a lot of training. How often do you do it?”Josh...shrugged and stared at the floor in front of him, “On average, three times a day.”“Then you’re right there in the mainstream of boys your age. There is a technique--”He interrupted me, “Yeah, I know, the squeeze technique, but there’s a problem with it.”I took another tentative sip of my drink, shuddered again and said, “I know. It’s more difficult. My hand slides downwards over your waist and under the water between your legs. I stop for a moment and you open your legs a little. My hand softly touches the heaven between your legs. You moan and lay backwards and I start to rub your pussy. One finger going a little between your lips and I touch your swollen clit. Your eyes are closed but expression on your face tells me you are enjoying it. A heavenly smile appears and my finger stimulates your clit and your breathing intensifies. You ask. Bruce was to stop by this coming Friday night. He was to arrive exactly at 9 pm. Bruce had washboard abs, and a great looking 9 inch cock. I knew my bisexual husband was about to realize his dream of a mouthful of cock. My plan was to handcuff Michael and taunt him Friday evening with my strap-on while having him dressed up as a little slut. The night started as all our scenes do, I had Michael in his fishnet stockings, black satin panties, and completely hairless. Tonight, as I dolled up. Er, I don't know, maybe reticent to make my acquaintance. But there had definitely been something that I read in her eyes that that said ... Well, for a while at least, I wasn't quite sure what those eyes were saying to me really; but whatever it was, that expression put me on my guard for some inexplicable reason.It was only a short time later that I worked out that Sadie didn't think much of the fact that Katrina and I were dating. I hadn't realised at the time, but I finally got it figured.