”“Well, can I suck on one of my nipples while I pose?”“No! Absolutely not.”“I can’t talk if my mouth is full,” Meagan pointed out.“I... would be super hot Mrs. D.”Debbie relented to her model’s demands, “Well, I guess it would make for an interesting painting, and I didn’t have any specific in mind for tonight.”“Oh goody! Should I suck on my left boob?”“Damn Meagan!” Peter whispered.“Or my right?” Meagan experimentally put each nipple into her mouth after each question.“That is so fucking. "She smiled grimly. "Yes, dear."We finished our meal and Gretchen helped me clean up. Jack said, "Mack is right, Gretchen. We know he has Chastity's phone. Be careful. He may know where you work."I said, "Unless anyone has something we need to address, let's head out. Gretchen, why don't you lead? We can follow you for a bit."We took Sandy's car. It was bigger and not known. I had Jack drive. He came down with his pistol in its holster loaded and ready. When we went into the garage and got in. Ben turned to Anthea and smiled as he put his arm around her shoulders. “I hope so,” he replied. “We kind of both enjoy cuckolding Jack and the sex between us is good.”“And are you happy with that Jack?” Helen asked.He nodded and smiled.Anthea turned to him and smiled and gave his thigh a squeeze. “Jack is very happy aren’t you?” she said.“So you want to venture into cuckolding as well then Helen?” Ben looked across and said.She smiled. “We are considering it.”Ben looked at Dave. “Is that how. Why didn't you ring for Betsy?" I did. Over twenty minutes ago. I guess that she must be busy elsewhere. I decided to try removing my dress, but I haven't made any progress. When we return to our own time, I'm going to have a lot more consideration for the amount of time that women spend getting ready to go out." It surely is a lot easier for a man." I succeeded in unlacing her dress and lifted it over her shoulders and head. While she hung it up, I removed my bodice. Then she helped me to.