She didn't dress slutty, but her curves were never hidden in the sundresses she wore all summer or the sweaters she wore in the winter. Things moved f...st, she had moved in with me after four months, and I married her 6 months after that.We were very into each other, but didn't have many common friends. She would come out to business dinners and get-togethers with other couples I knew from time to time. Kat was a good sport, but my friends were a little staid for her. I felt a little out of. Once she disconnected the call, she kept it silent mode. We both were like, what next? She reminded me of her fantasy and asked me shall she proceed first? I was like ‘why you should ask all these, just go on’.And its time to reveal, her fantasy was to keep me her slave and let her do whatever she needs. Sounds wild. Right? But I was sure when a lady asks for this, she must be damn thirsty for sex and she can get me to next world of sex, unlike other ladies. So she found 4 towels and tied my. I began to talk to my gf, hoping to stop her from hearing the old woman moamimg. "What are you reading about?" I asked, gently rubbimg her back ans bum, she bagan to tell me about the raunchy article she was reading and I could hear in her voice that it was making her aroused. Listening to her explain the erotic details of the article I gently rubbed her ass and kept an eye on the lady plwasrung the older woman - her husband was now kneeling next to his wifes face, slapping his cock onto her. Obviously being kids of the computer generation Beth and Ihad no problems about keeping in touch, and I got to know Liverpool wellduring my regular visits.Although we played together, went to gigs together and hung abouttogether there had never been anything sexual in our friendship Beth wasjust my best mate and I loved her like a sister! The boyfriendgirlfriend issue never came up between us. It simply did not matter toeither of us especially as Beth had told me years before that she.