It felt like I was being addressed as my grandma. But in either case, my wife wanted supper served at 6:15 and I had it ready.“What is it, Harriet?�...� she asked after I had come into the room and curtsied.“Dinner is ready, ma'am,” I answered.“Horny? Er-I mean hungry? Sorry,” Nancy stammered.I could tell by her red face that her words were an honest error.“Let's start with the hungry,” Pete remarked. “Yes, I am.”I quickly returned to the dining room and stood behind the table to wait for them.. "Often keeps people awake the first couple of nights." I heard you laughing. Was something funny?" Oh, God. Jane, I should have warned you. Uh... well, you see, when I have an orgasm, it always makes me laugh like that." Oh... You mean you and Ken were..." Jane, Mary and I were making love last night. We took a long time about it, the way we like to. She's likely to come several times when we do that. I'm sorry if it bothered you." Well, it didn't exactly bother me. It sounded so happy, so. Whoa, where did that come from? He had never spanked me, It hurt, but I liked it. He had no idea what he was doing to me. I composed myself and followed him to the car. I barely touched my dinner. He had made reservations at my favorite Italian restaurant, and was polite, witty, and so sweet to me. You could tell he was trying to make this a perfect night. All I could think about was how much I wanted to be humiliated and fucked up. The pressure from the plug in my ass, and the cold. And we're both in love with Corey. You think you can be comfortable with that?" Hell, I can be comfortable with anything that makes you happy: sisters, football teams, donkeys, whatever." Maggie laughed. "It just surprised the hell out of me for a second, that's all." Cool." Cindy replied. There was silence for a minute, as they were occupied with their thoughts."Hey, if you did want to join them, I'm sorry I kept you up here. Go ahead if you want." Maggie said."No, that's okay." Cindy laughed..