"Fourth, I want you to continue dressing as you do outside of the house. Inside the house, however, I want to see a slut. I want your daughters and al... their friends to wonder how this innocent mother became such a slut."Cheryl blushed, but nodded."Finally, when we are around your daughters or others, you are to behave the way that we always have. While I'm sure that some will figure it out, we are not going to advertise our relationship."Do you understand these requirements?" I asked.She. “Don’t you dare say anything,” Dessie said before her husband could comment. “A lot of that is yours. Besides, we have a base where most of it will stay until we have a use for it.”“I have a feeling that our first backpacking trip will be cut short.”“Why?” Dessie asked with a frown as she began moving boxes, apparently searching for something.“Because we’ll want to go back to the castle, rest up and lighten our packs.”“Oh, poo. Both of us are in reasonably good shape. We’ll be sore for a few. Anything to get me out the hospital. I didn't get any interviews started thinking vaguely about leaving town to find new opportunities. Emily was committed to her job and wouldn't discuss my plans.We began arguing about other things, like the amount of money I spent on alcohol when I went out without her. We became competitive about housework. If I was out during the day, she would tidy up, and get angry at me because she had cleaned up my mess. I don't know what went wrong for us, but somehow. Even though I tried to delay it, my climax began in under a minute, building higher and higher until I went completely over the edge. At the peak of my pleasure, my legs gave out, pinning my clit against his mouth. His tongue continued to lap and lick, impelling my body to higher and higher heights of ecstasy. No sooner did one wave subside, than another would begin. My juices flowed in a constant stream, coating his face with my sweet oils. He drank it all, like a kitten at a bowl of cream..