Obviously, Stacy had once again taken advantage of her new adult status, inviting her newest boyfriend over for some heated 'heavy-petting' as opposed...to my barely getting a hand on a boob through the bra she was wearing kind of petting.I slipped into the house as quietly as possible, and though my own bedroom was upstairs just down the hall from my parent's bedroom, I had no intention of going there, not at the moment anyway. Just as quietly, I then proceeded downstairs towards the den.For a. "Until we know what we're dealing with, you must avoid any and all contact with women." W-what? Why?!" Your indignation was not very justifiable: you haven't had a steady relationship in three years, and haven't gotten laid at all in two. Prostitutes tempt you more every day, or they would if you were barely staying alive on your measly budget. You were in no position to quench the metaphorical "thirst" with literal starvation.Devi doesn't seem to know that, however, because she furrows her. She explored my mouth greedily, and we kissed passionately. Taking a facecloth, I cleaned the tears from her face.Smiling at me she said, “Thank you, master.”“That’s a good girl. See this time you meant it.”“Yes, Sir I see that. I think I am beginning to understand. Why didn't you let me finish sucking you off?”“I have other plans for that. I will decide when I cum. I will also decide when you can cum. From now on you will not cum till I permit you to do so. Is that clear?”“Yes, Master.”Walking. We were drying off after a shower when he asked, “Is that woman I see you with in the gym your wife?”“Yeah, she is.”“Pretty woman,” he said. “She’s got a great body.”I couldn’t resist a line I’d used before. “Thanks. She looks great with her clothes off, too.”He grinned. “I’d love to see that.”I felt my dick getting hard. There are few things in life I like more than other men seeing my wife nude. It seemed like I had an interested party, so I figured I’d go for it. “She’s not exactly shy about.