"We discussed it for a while until he said, "Enough of this chatter, I'm hard again so get your arse up ready for me to fuck it."Nothing more was said...about it and I spent the whole night in his bed and had breakfast in his room the next morning waited on by a near naked work young slave who helped us to shower afterwards. As a bonus, I missed Gym. Coach's exercises had improved my fitness but I couldn't say I enjoyed the sessions especially as he now seemed to concentrate on getting the. While Erin disappeared, Ryan and I got back to our kissing and beginning our pawing of each other. Our lips met each other’s, sends sparks of sexual energy between us. Our tongues quickly entered each other mouth’s and began swirling around each’s other, firing the desires within us. While kisses became more heated and more passionate, I dropped my hand down to Ryan’s crotch. His cock was hard as a rock as I stroked it. While our mouths were welded to each other’s and my hand was one the. My stomach couldn't handle it and I leapt up, almost as quickly as the mouse leapt back into the cat's claws, and stuck my head out the door and vomited. I collapsed shaking back onto the floor and once again looked at the images. I was sweating like a bastard as the adrenaline coursed through my veins. There were about 30 different pictures of my wife, dressed in the leather underwear, being pleasured by about five men. All I could see of the men was that one had a tattoo of a chain around. ” “That’s so sweet of you to say Tracy honey; what would you like to do?” I just melted inside when he said that. Why? It just made me feel so soft and feminine, and I liked the feeling. I just wasn’t sure if I liked that I liked the feeling. “Well, I think I should do what you suggested, and I don’t know anyone whom it would be better to do it.” “I’m so flattered that you feel that way.” “So, I don’t know how to begin exactly, I mean....” “It’s okay sweetheart, we can take it slowly.” Christ,.