The lodge was an expensive one with Jacuzzi and all the latest mod cons. The first night was great as I was able to dress up and be myself and just b... a general slut really. I had bought along my dildo collection and was slowly but surely stretching my arse wider and wider.I had made and brought with me a dildo contraption. It was attached to a belt and that went around my waist and the dildo is attached to a hinged bracket. From that bracket is a strap. When worn in the doggy style the strap. “But Mom, what about dad? We can’t do that if he’s home, can we?”“You don’t have to worry about your dad. He knows everything we’ve done and I tell him everything. He’s okay with it. You need to understand that your father and I have a very special relationship. We have both had lovers on the side. Well, let me rephrase that. We have both had sexual partners on the side, without being lovers. Your dad and I are confident enough in our love for each other that we know that whatever we do. It was as though we were not there at all. I began signalling to Mike that we should be going, but he beckoned with palms down to sit tight and not move.Mandy was now removing Chris's shirt and feverishly undid his belt to release his jeans. He was a well muscled man with plenty of tattoos on his arms and body and a healthy glow to his skin"Take these off," he said lifting her dress and pointing to her panties.Mandy didn't mess about she quickly slipped her panties off, in that time honoured. I checked out of the hotel and caught the train back to Tokyo, while Isat and gazed out at the countryside, I wondered just what conditioninghad been done to me to keep me from flying away at the firstopportunity, whatever it was, it was good and effective.When I got back to the apartment in Tokyo, I began to practise mycalligraphy skills. Over the last few months, I had started to learnit, along with flower arranging, to occupy myself and learn moreskills. The more I learned, the happier I.