In the end I hardly knew whether I was asleep or awake or whether you were real or my imagination. I'm still not sure how much sleep I got but in the ...orning I felt fantastic and I had a smile on my face that wouldn't go away; at the office people kept asking me what I was looking so cheerful about."I kept telling myself that you were happily married to Wendy and wouldn't be interested in me and that the whole thing was some kind of delayed schoolgirl crush and that I shouldn't feel bad about. Just the vivid memory of holding her body against mine for that fleeting moment had inspired my masturbation for the next couple of days. Before I knew it we were parking in the looped driveway in front of the Petersons’ giant house, atop the largest hill of our small suburban city. We let ourselves in the side door, since they were expecting us. As we walked into the kitchen Jim and Karen greeted my dad and mom. Meanwhile I spotted Cassy standing behind them, looking fidgety. ‘Hi, Cassy.’ I. Who should I talk to?" I asked."I ain't got no idea," she said."So much for that ten dollar tip," I said. "All I want is a name. You aren't involved at all." What you want the girls for?" she asked."It's just a party for my friends. We like all kinds of different things. I will provide the dresses and all that. They just have to show up and be friendly, very friendly." I smiled what could have passed for a leer at her. I had a clear memory of how to do it, so it came pretty natural."I don't. She only permitted me to cum after she became totally exhausted!At her office the other day, I answered all her questions politely in front of the group of married couples. I explained for them how we had a perfect relationship with wife-led marriage and how successful a marriage can be when the wife controls everything at home and outside. Jasmine had instructed me to call her Madam all the time and to look at the floor when I talk to her. I was very shy when I explained the kind of.