I was in love with this boy, and he with me.I rolled him off me and onto the bed beside me. I positioned him face down, with his butt pointing up. I...put the pillow under is stomach so that his ass was better positioned. He turned his head and asked “are you going to fuck me”. He had a distinct nervousness in his voice and a look of fear on his face. I just said “maybe, is that ok.” He quickly said “yes, but I’m afraid it will hurt.” That’s when I realized that my ten inch cock in this. He was a better kisser than anyone I'd encountered. And the longer we were together, the longer he was inside of me. I wondered if I would ever want anyone else again. We paused and he broke away from me, not letting go of my head. He stared into my eyes as if he was trying to figure something out. Trying to figure me out. If anyone else would have done this I would have felt violated, but not him. I would have gladly opened myself up to him if he would have asked. Or if I would have given him. Please, can I wear it right now? Oh please, I don't want to go another moment without it on!" she pleaded."Give me your left foot then," I said. She scooted around so that she could put her left foot on my chair between my legs and I attached her ankle bracelet on."Now when we get home, I want to take the clasp off the bracelet and then put it back on by squeezing the link together. That way it can't come off without destroying the chain," I told her."Yes, Master! I don't EVER want to take it. We would talk sexy on the phone, and he would turn me on so much I would have to finger myself in the bathroom 2-3 times per day. We are both married, and nothing came of it for the past year until recently. My husband is a nice guy, but his drive is nowhere close to mine so I am easily turned on by other men, and I masturbate a lot. Our work schedule requires the lab techs to work on the weekends one time per month. About every 3 months Kevin has to work too. This past weekend was the second.