“FIVE!” Trish nodded, “I know that the table is booked for 7.00pm but it gives us a chance to have a chat and I have to get ready as well.” ... looked up at her concerned. Trish came over to me at the edge of the bed. She kissed me, “Maybe he wants to supervise you getting me ready?” There was a smile on her face but mine had a look of horror. Trish kissed me again and fondled me. I was locked in my cage but I could still feel my erection pressing against the constraints. “Would that bother. I found out that I love it when my man has that kind of confidence. So much that it goes beyond jealous to where he feels like he can put me on display and be proud to be with me. It would get us both turned on and we would have great sex afterwards.One time, though, it turned out very different. I was talking to a guy late at night. My hubby is not really a night owl so after watching us flirt around a little bit, he decided to go to bed. I kept talking. Something about this one made me. Don't think I haven't noticed your juices all over your chair when everybody has left, your heat still baking your smell in. I know you haven't been wearing a bra so I can see your hard nipples taunting me through your vest and shirt. You're a bad girl, and I'm going to teach you the biggest lesson of your life." Please, sir, don't..." Don't what? Don't give you what you need? Young lady, every pupil at this school should leave prepared for life. And you need a harder lesson than the others,. This is my sex story.We reached Goa on the fourth day of our marriage. Abhay had already booked a honeymoon suite at club Mahindra and as it was looking and tiring journey from Bhubaneswar to goa, I wished to go for a massage as soon as we reach the hotel.Before I proceed, I would prefer to describe Abhay as a young handsome blue-eyed, curly black haired, fair complexion man with a strongly built V-shaped body and he is 5ft 10 inches in height. On my part of the description, I am also fair.