He swallowed hard and watched her touch herself, biting down on his rubber gag. He looked away, his face flushed and swallowed again. His Mistress gr...bbed his jaw, making him look at her. Watch me. Do not make a noise. She instructed, forcing his gaze down. He watched her wrist flex with each push into herself, his member hard and erect. The silver ring under the head of his penis, his identification, shone under the bright lights in the basement. She stopped what she was doing and messed. "I've heard that you took Ashley and Lenore there. They still talk about it very fondly. It's a source of pride as far as they are concerned."I frowned. "I was fumbling when I took Ashley there. I had very little idea on how to truly make sure she enjoyed it. Lenore I was too fast with."Lenore smacked me in the back of the head. "Do you still worry about that? Mark, I told you that I enjoyed it. I still remember it. I was so happy to finally join with you and Ashley. We needed that." We did,". ‘Damn it,’ she addressed her reflection. ‘What the hell is going on here? We are just meeting for drinks. Friends. That’s it. Then back home to my shitty life.’ She threw the brush back into her purse and walked out. She slid back in to the table, seeing the first course already arrived. A wonderful smell, was that lavender? ‘New menu item,’ he said. ‘Lavender soup.’ ‘Good stuff,’ she said. ‘If you don’t like it you can bathe in it.’ ‘Maybe they do. The waitress smelled pretty flowery. So did. You are the first to know." She sat there thinking how to start but just then we arrived at the parking lot. She demurely slid to the other side of the car for the sake of appearances as we pulled into the lot. "I'll tell you on the way home."On the ride home, I got the shock of my life. Betsy snuggled up against me again on the way home, tucking her legs under herself next to me, facing forward. "Well, Pat and I had an experience is I guess how I'll start." She said, sounding a bit nervous.