She drove like a native, though Ada was soon lost amid the maze of streets. They left the city and headed east on the open road, and about fifteen min...tes into the drive they turned onto a secondary road, then to a gravel side street. Callista parked the car in front of a largish house whose windows gleamed with welcoming yellow light, and Ada noticed Callista's nipples solidly poking forward through the tight nylon of her blouse. Her eyes were shifty, too; she looked agitated and distracted,. It didn't take long for me to discover that she was very bi-sexual, and for our friendship to turn into a love affair.My husband was away most of the week on business, so her and I would spend as much time together as possible. He knew (that's another story) her and approved of our relationship.One evening, she picked me up,we went out for dinner and drinks. We returned to my house around mid-night, undressed and made love on the living room couch. We then headed up to the bedroom, cuddled nude. .Yes, she trained me. Yes, she punished me, sometimes whipping or spanking me until I cried. Yes, she could be cruel if it suited her. But I was never allowed one moment to think that I was unloved or unwanted as a husband and slave, and I think it was that gentleness that enslaved me the most. I'd find myself wanting to do anything, endure any punishment, suffer whatever she wished just so I could see her smile and know she was proud of her slave.All of this came under one proviso: that if I. I set out to finish what we started so I unhooked her bra and let it fall down, I then practically ripped her clothes off and started sucking on her nipples, alternating between playing with one and sucking the other. She then took my cock in her mouth and began to give me another blowjob while in the 69 position on the table, I now had full access to her pussy and ass as she shook her bubble butt in front of me I began to tease her by kissing her ass cheeks and thighs, I must have licked.