. How much more could Fiona give?......tears running down her face from gaging she could see the odd glimpse of her self in the mirror… what a horny...sight this was...Then his wife released the rope and Fiona felt cool wet hands running over her balls and cock… such a relief after the whipping….. Then the gentleman’s wife said“yes my dear you can…”Fiona opened her eyes and knew what to expect..... and she was right… the gentleman exploded in Fiona’s mouth, with a jerk and shudder he emptied his. It was late afternoon and Jane decided that we would have an early supper and get to know each other. Bethany and Jane prepared supper while I listened. I could tell Bethany was in awe of Jane and had quickly realized also that Jane was a masterful cook. She listened to our story primarily from Jane. It was interesting to hear what happened from my wife's perspective. I came out pretty well as smart, capable and caring.At the end of Jane's telling of our story, Bethany said, "So you guys are on. We just drove around and helped at the food bank where he spent a lot of time.His wife drank wine like it was going out of style. When she got home she'd start drinking, and didn't stop until he'd put her into bed. He told me that they never had sex any more because she was too drunk. He said he was used to her drinking. Her folks had left her quite a lot of money when they died. He didn't have to worry about working, as they were pretty comfortable. Also, her Aunt who lived in Southern. “No, please, let me explain. Jerry ordered me — ordered us — to treat you with kid gloves. I decided to press you to tell me what Jerry wouldn’t. Jerry had nothing to do with it.”“So it was you who made the first hour of the first day of my first job so memorable.”“I apologize. Just, please, come back. It won’t happen again.”“And if I did, what kind of a working relationship would we have?”“Hardly any, Jake. I’ll leave you alone unless you need help from the staff. Then I’ll make sure that.