They decided to put on a show for me and dried each other off. I waited until they finished before I got out and stepped into the shower. I guess it's...a guy thing to rinse off after being in a tub.When I entered the bedroom, there was a candle fest. There must have been twenty lighted candles around the room. Both of my ladies were on the bed in very sexy lingerie. They were lying on their stomachs and facing away from the bathroom door. They both were looking over their shoulders and wiggling. Further, cuffed secretly under the jacket, she could spend no money. Then, when my small wishes were fulfilled we started the long drive back, a circuitous route including one stop and a change of vehicles to the big outdoors rig I really needed. As dusk descended and we neared home, I wondered on her feelings. It has long fascinated me to learn the motivation behind the automatons we call people, to see why they react in the ways they do to the difficulties they create for themselves. ." Doug protested, not knowing what to say."Don't worry, I realize now what an idiot I've been," Betty smiled. "To tell the truth, I don't know how you put up with me these two years. But all that's changed now, thank goodness--and Harvey!"She saw her husband's face darkening and put out a restraining hand."Now don't go getting uptight about Harvey. Whether or not you know it, you owe him a debt of gratitude." What! Gratitude for--" For making a woman out of your childish wife!" Betty finished. There was no longer any anger in her expression. "Holly, will you give me a blow job?" "Yes John." She began unbuttoning my pants. Minutes later I came in her mouth – something that she'd never let me do before. I told her to swallow my cum and she did without hesitation.John asked Holly to make them breakfast and she did. They ate mostly in silence, Holly only speaking when asked a question. It was like she no longer had a will of her own. She also had a tendency to touch herself – something.