I wanted to let Faye think that I had passed out. I let my voice trail off as if I had dozed off, saying, “It was nice having Harry over tonight, ho...ey, thanks for being the perfect hostess. I know that he must get bored…”Faye laid quietly in bed for about ten minutes until she sensed my slow, regular breathing, which I was faking, and she thought I was in a deep sleep. I felt her get out of bed, and after waiting a few minutes, I followed her down the hall to Harry’s room. The door was open. My legs turned to jello and my pussy moistened, I was so ready and now he was going to make me wait? Sonofabitch!!!I gulped and nodded but he was already walking away. The sound of the front door closing confirmed I was alone and I convinced my shaky legs to take me downstairs for another glass of wine. Having to wait was exquisite torture and I knew it was deliberate, so I sipped the wine and pondered the endless possibilities of how this would unfold. I had told him I wanted realism. "Maybe it's somethingmore and I haven't figured out what it is yet." Jenny have you considered that aspect of your life. Really consideredit?" Dr. Warren said to her."No, like I said. It's something that I've been ignoring. There has beenso much going on in other areas that I've kind of been grateful that Ihaven't had any demands of that kind." Was Sonya a woman with little interest or inclination for sexualcontact?" he asked."No, I mean. I thought that her interest was normal. It's not like. .. normal caterers. They double as sex workers, babe. This occasion let them double dip, if you will. We paid them extra, just in case word got out and their business suffered. I guess that I shouldn’t have hidden that final surprise from you, but that’s what it was. Forgive me?” my charming wife asked me with an adorable pout and puppy dog eyes.“Oh, of course, I do! It was a lovely surprise, anyway, but just how late is it?” I looked around for my watch and cell phone, neither available.By.