"Whatever you say, sweetie." I knew that this was all new to him, but I still hadn't expected my husband to behave quite so adorably.SHANEThe place wa... enormous, especially from the perspective of two people who'd spent our entire lives living in apartments. I'm not even sure the word "cabin" really did it justice—the space was cozy and rustic without feeling tacky, and there wasn't a single piece of taxidermy in sight. No creepy moose heads staring at us from the wall while we ate our. He climbed in behind me and pulled me close. His fingertips found the sensitive, shorn outline of his heart. He traced it gently with his fingers which made me writhe against him. Feeling his arousal nestled into my buttocks, I wanted to redeem myself. I wanted to worship him and give him pleasure. But I thought, I knew better, he wanted my submission more than he wanted my attention. He slipped his finger into my wetness and traced the heart with my own nectar. He laid me back on the bed, and. I walked ahead of Greg a few extra steps as I pulled my panties up into my crack like a thong. Then I gave my ass a little slap and wiggled my ass in my slut strut until I got up the stairs and into his room.When we got there, he told me I could sleep in his bed tonight. I just smiled and crawled into his bed as he got in with me. Then he grabbed a pair of hand cuffs and cuffed my hands together and put the chain behind the bed post so now I was restrained with my hands unable to move away from. Not a word about Paul mid morning visit,i can't ask about it as i am not suppose to know about it,so i rest my case,for the moment,cause i cant wait for tomorrow to check the rest of the recording.Once at work i immediately access the recorded data from 10,30 onward,this time also with audio,Andrea is sitting on the lounge and Paul is looking down her slightly unbuttoned shirt,she suddenly turn and catch him perving at her breast''What are you doing?'she says''i am looking at a most beautiful.