I hang up. My wife does not enjoy the lifestyle, but knowing I love it, she tries ever so hard to please me. Even though I know it is not natural fo... her, I love her for trying.I greet her at the door, and after a kiss, I inform her she has 1 hour to primp herself. I tell her she needs the full treatment: shower, fully shaved, makeup, hair, nails, the works. I imply we are going out but leave it vague. While she is in the shower, I gather the clothing and items she is to wear. First and. . As the tights is completely off I expect him to take my thong of too. But he just strokes up my legs. Thighs. Inner thighs. Spreading my legs wide. Working his thumbs so close, but yet so far away. Tim.. Please.. I beg him, barely able to talk. He gives me what I want, stroking his thumb over my slit, but still through my thong. Cora, youre so wet.. What do you expect..? He laughs softly and leans his head down, kissing small kisses on my clit. Pleeeease I beg him again. He pulls down my. “You’ve done well since your release; just don’t let stubborn pride get in the way of asking for help.”“Pah! I’ll see you in two days.” She curtly dismissed me, clearly wishing to be alone.“Is she still being stubborn, John?” Taqual asked when I went to brief him.“Oh yes. Though I do admire her resolve in attempting to rebuild her life on her own terms,” I replied with a wry smile.“Yes, although it does not make it easy for her. Plus I suspect some of those who bought her heirlooms will not. She noticed me shift in the bed, and smiled up at me. “It’s still early” she began, “You have time to take me once again, if you wish. You could even get rougher with me, if you wanted.” Well, once she decided she liked something, she really went for it!My cock began to throb at the prospect of abusing and fucking the pretty woman laying next to me. She arose from the bed, and I left the bed myself, and, turning her to face away from me, grasped her wrists, securing them behind her with my tee.