We weren't rich by any means, but we were well off. I had always let Steven make most of our personal decisions, and he seemed to always be in charge,...so how could he desire to be a cuckolding husband?As I read and discovered more, I learned more. It seems that Steven's profile in life more than fit that of a man desiring to be submissive during sex, and even to the point of being cuckold. Was this what my own husband truly wanted? Was this the lifestyle that would satisfy his lust and desires?. “We're not going far. I got the living room set up all nice. I was so glad to hear you'd be joining us tonight. It's been too long since we spent some quality time together.”“Glad to be here. I must thank you, again, for what you did for us last month. Jeanne's sentence was much too lenient, but without your deposition, I'm not sure there would've been any justice at all.”“Girl, you don't even need to mention it.” Monique replied “I've always liked Jeanne's style. She's smart as fuck, creative. "I do want you to eat something, and I promise I won't take pictures of you eating. That's never a very good set. But keep what you have on, please! I can't believe how hot you look!"With that, Amanda swooned and continued on into the kitchen. She was hungry! And yet she was almost too excited to eat. It seems what she was doing was just what her daddy liked. But the smell of fresh fruit, especially the watermelon and cantaloup, and then the toasted bagel and dilled creamed cheese, and of. In this quaint little town, there was a large, numerous family, the Bishops. Once the biggest ally of the town founders, the Ravers family, with even a connection forged by marriage, they didn’t quite enjoy the same success and wealth of their allies, and ended up taking the route of a “normal” middle-class family throughout the history of Duskville.As fate would have it, though, the current generation saw the two clans getting reacquainted with one another through a few friendship links.