Valerie froze. She had always resisted her husbands insistence when he had tried to make her do this before. He reached for the top of her dress and s...arted with the remaining top buttons. One by one, he pushed the buttons through the eyelets. "You do it." He said again as he kissed her on the lips.It was just a soft kiss. But it was so much more. A kiss from a parent to a child is one thing. A kiss from a stranger; a beast, who is unbuttoning your clothes is a different experience. "Tell her. “Stop it -- you know you’ve told me multiple times that I’m high-strung. This brings me down to earth. Do you feel it, too, Casey?”“What makes me connected is feeling your heart. When we foreplay, your heart is an important tell for me. I use it to judge how aroused you are. When we nurse in a bonding context, your heart beating at a slow, resting rate brings me close to you.”“I’m really pleased we discovered this, Casey. That we love each other goes without saying. Bonding like this takes us. We have a driver where he is 27 years old and recently married. He joined as a driver before his marriage. He has been working with us for the last 2 years and where one time my husband has gone to US on official visit for about a month. I was alone with servant maid in home and for any work my driver use to take me for supermarket and all by car.After my husband went to us, two days later, my servant suddenly came and said because of some emergency she has to go for her village and comeback. I looked at Arlene with a bit of terror in my eyes and said " Oh god Faye is going to flip out over this. " As in my mind I could see me standing in front of a judge saying ' No your honour, we weren't have sex it was just a blow job and Bill Clinton said oral sex isn't sex.' With Faye throwing things at me for doing something like this with her friend, and in public no less. Yes I can have a active imagination at times, and when I'm stressed out it goes into high gear. Arlene said " Don't.