Especially that. I left for work assuming I'd soon be receiving nude photos of her. Nothing else made sense. But why the app? I also didn't understand...why she was so adamant about not wanting to talk with me about it afterward. I supposed I'd find out soon enough. It was straight-up noon and my phone pinged. I curiously opened the app and braced myself for what it could be. It was a movie. I remember thinking that I was going to like this present. It started with a close-up of my wife smiling. ..I can't believe we are even having this conversation." Jeanne, I am glad you trust me enough to tell me. I love you very much and this will not endanger our marriage unless you let it. How are you feeling now?" I am still scared and a bit excited to know that you know." Do I know who he is?" Not now. I won't answer that just yet. Yes...I can't tell who it is right now." How long have you been having sex with him?" About 3 months."I was very aroused, my mind swarming with visions of being. He knew in the pit of his stomachthere was little chance of that happening, but at least he couldfantasize to help him get through the day.The bedroom looked just the same as when he left for college nine monthsago... total Dallas Cowboys theme. The bedspread, rug and pillows wereall full of blue and silver stars and Cowboys logos. His prizepossession, a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader poster signed by nine of thecheerleaders, didn't seem all that impressive any more. His trophies andribbons from. .. I know what it is that my mind and body crave to do so badly. I need it, I want it, it is all I can think of, Sir.”She said all of this in that little voice.I could deny her nothing. I managed to get out, “Tell me.”“As I said before, Sir ... let me love my Master, my way.”I simply said, “Love me, cunt.”She let out a long contented sigh.And with that, she slowly moved forward until she couldn’t take anymore pressure or pain from the clamps on her nipples, and slowly, oh so slowly moved her.