Dear Master,I had a change in the pattern of my day, which allowed me to come home early and masturbate for You in the way You required.I chose the tw... toys, as we discussed earlier. One, the very conventional, almost old-fashioned dildo. It has a semi pointed end and is quite slim. My thumb and finger over lap slightly when i hold it. It is smooth but made of rigid plastic. The other, more realistic in both size and texture. My thumb and finger do not quite meet, and although very firm is it. Without another word, I lay down on the runner that covered the hardwood floor and pulled Roger down on me. I wanted to be fucked, that I was sure of, and I thought that if I did it out here, in front of everybody, it would really get the party off the ground, but what I really wanted was to have Roger kiss me again like he had a few minutes ago. I was s*******n, Ida was forty-two. We did not quite agree on the wonder of spontaneity. She was not pleased by what she saw on her hallway, on the. We ate our meal in that silence and it wasn't until she pushed her plate away practically empty that she spoke."Now that I'm a slut you won't want me anymore?" She spoke quietly the words full of anxiety. I watched her eyes tear up.That hurt.I'd never looked at it like that and I went on the defensive. "That's not true, Angie. I've been thinking about it all day. You're my wife; I love you just the same as I did before last night. As far as I'm concerned, it'll be an episode in our lives never. When that happens it seems like they can't get away fast enough." "I'm not attracted to you because of your profession. I like you because you're smart, kind and interesting. As far as I'm concerned we're at the beginning of a life long friendship." Mel said, "Promise." Grinning, I said, "I promise." Mel said, "Okay." She was still serious, but then she winked at me and smiled. I winked back. Amy giggled. After a moment of awkward silence Amy said, "Finish reading Ruth's email." I nodded and.