”It’s just too bad that the other two didn’t want to participate. How did you like fucking my wife?”“She’s a really good fuck, John. How o...ten do you do this?” “Oh, I guess this is the fourth time isn’t it babe?”“Yes, I think it is,” Veronica said as she slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom.I noticed tell-tale cum smears on the sheet and hoped John wouldn’t notice, so I quickly covered it with the bedspread.“Well, that was certainly a first for me, John.”“I’m sure. And I’m sure you know. —— Ting! ‘What the hell?’ The pilot asked, turning quickly toward his copilot who shrugged while looking just as puzzled as he did, scanning the instrument panel and what he could see of the moonless night outside. They heard one of the stewardesses through their headphones: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, the pilot has illuminated the fasten seat belt sign, indicating the possibility of turbulence…’ ——- Hunter smiled to himself, imagining the confusion above him, and BTO’s song replaced the Chemical. "Thanks, but no thanks," I whisper with regret. "Why not?" he asks, confused. I try hard not to frown, "because we're not a couple nor would we ever be." "We can still be together, Lauren," he insists. "You know we can make it work." "No, we can't. We'd be hurting too many people if someone ever found out," I say, worried, frowning even though I don't want to. But it's just the way I feel, I guess. "Don't do this," he says. "Not after I told y—" "That you love me? Oh, please. Like I'd. You are not allowed to cum. You will practice how to control your body.” We waited for that to fully register. “Sarah, when I say to the point of orgasm, what do I mean?”“He means right to the point of no return. He will know the difference if you try to pretend or don’t push it far enough. He knew when I tried to fake it. And he punished me.”“You will start this tomorrow and do it every day until Thursday when you come here. Both of you. No more cumming for either of you until I allow.