"Good morning," she said. Her hands never stopped moving, twisting, touching me. Her hands and my rod were wet from her saliva. It felt so good. I wan...ed it to never stop."Stop," I said. She stopped moving her hands, but didn't remove them from me. "We can't do this."She looked down at her hands, holding me. "Apparently we can, silly," she said. She smiled at me again.In the morning light, I could see all of her. Brown eyes, and long dark brown hair that hung down and formed a sort of curtain. Cathy did not exercise the same restraint."What other people did you have in mind?" No one in particular. But before you try out perfect strangers you might experiment with people you know. Friends, for example."Cathy went into thinking mode. "I left all my friends behind when I moved to Boston and didn't stay in touch with any of them. And here I've only made a few casual acquaintances - apart from Stan, of course. I don't think I know anybody I want to have wild sex with." How about you Stan?. Simultaneously, they all blushed a deep red."What is it," Georgie demanded. "What -- oh, God, no, it's about me, isn't it? It must be, because none of you will look me in the eye. But -- John? John's having an affair? I can't believe it!" No, it's not John," Frankie said, quickly."Then who? What? Honestly, I don't understand. What's the big secret?" It's nothing. There's no secret," Teddy said in a rush."That's right," Alex chimed in. "No secret at all. Nothing."Georgie grimaced. "Frankie," she. Serena signed her maiden name for the last time and finally we were done. We filed back to the altar and took our placesAs I said, the rest of it was a blur until we found ourselves alone in a room at the hotel where we were having our wedding reception. I watched as Serena, my wife slipped out of her wedding dress and knelt at my feet. She smiled up at me and started to undo my flies. I stepped back from her."Not yet, impatient Slave." I grinned to take the sting from the word and helped her.