"Well I'll be buggered!" giggled Betty."Be careful," I chuckled, "he might just do that. Just remember, you'rehis bitches as well now." Well here, you...d better eat your breakfast. There isn't much time."Betty placed my tray beside my head on the bed and I raised myself upon one elbow to pick at my food with my other hand. Billy sniffed theplate then whined and Betty sat beside him on the bed with a bowl onher knee. Billy immediately forwent my nipple and squirmed around onthe bed to rest his. It was absolutely rock-hard and every so often, I would just detect little blobs of pre-cum oozing out of the top of his organ as he continued this gentle arousal of himself, completely unaware that anyone was deriving just as much enjoyment from it as he was. In fact, by this point, I had forced my arm awkwardly between my legs so as to get my own fingers around my tool, which was also issuing copious juices and was already fit to burst! Gently but firmly, he continued sliding his fingers up. I accepted the generous presents he offered me – jewels, an antique table that suited my foyer, a fur coat – with gratitude and a sense that these were love offerings, not a payment for services rendered. And I gave him gifts as well, although my limited means meant they were less luxurious, John appreciated them nevertheless. His acquaintances were off limits to me, I did not demand excursions to his country or city club, I knew my part as a mistress and accepted it serenely. A few times we. ’ ‘Well back when John was deployed, it was okay with him if I messed around with other girls while he was deployed, but not other guys. Seems like an ego thing.’ ‘Well I could object to that on experience…’ ‘SHIT, sorry Ken, I didn’t mean to…’ I leaned over and took her nipple between my lips and nibbled a bit until I heard her sigh. ‘I know you didn’t. And looking at it that way I’m sorry to say I might agree. If Gina had messed around with another guy instead of another woman I would have.