As I sat, somewhat red faced, Marlene’s hand reached under the table and started to caress my leg sliding all the way up until it brushed against my...cock.“Enough of that,” Meg said, “let’s discard with the rest of our clothes and we can continue from there.” “What happens now?” I asked.“Now if you lose, you have to perform whatever act the other side deems appropriate.”After stripping off, Janet dealt the cards and shortly after, Meg and I had taken all but two tricks. “Now then Bob, what. She told him that her husband was a successful businessman and they had been married for thirty years until he died from a massive heart attack two-years ago, at the age of fifty. She said they met when they were both in their early-teens and during their time together he had been her only lover and she had never cheated on him. In the ensuing silence she searched inside a handbag and pulled out a paper tissue, the sobering moment giving her time to pull on her cigarette and gather her. Your lips leave mine without preamble. My every effort is unable to contain the low sound that escapes my throat. Panic rising hesitantly but quickly. Now? Is this the cut-off point? Did I miss something? Did an errant, irrational thought insert itself in an unknown fissure? I realize that I’ve tensed every muscle and am rigid with confusion quickly moving into a well of sadness. Almost before I can stack up the reasons why this should not stop, I force myself to open my eyes. You are looking. ... "10 SIR!!!" "OK, that's the result I'm looking for!!" running his fingers over her welts and stripes, none breaking the skin, barely! Sir lets her loose. "Take that thing out of your ass." "Go get ready for work, I'm driving you today, and picking you up." "I've laid out what you are to wear." Sir follows her into the bedroom. She finds a dress, bra but no panties? Looking at Sir. "That's right you're going commando style, you'll need to pick the shoes, no stocking." "Your legs are tanned,.