Nimrod stops his slow strokes and just wraps his arms and legs around me in a full body hug.Yeah, that is how I felt about it. At first I tried to sep...rate myself from them. Taking long assignment that took me away from the sight. But I could not do it. I- I Loved Vashe. If he had been more- we would have been physical but it was not possible. He had too many upgrades and Mechanical parts, I stop again as I remember the shame I felt at my orders madness.You can love without touching, Nimrod. You both embarrassed me. I guess he thought that would turn me on or loosen me up. Instead, I smacked him angrily. Never again. I understand now he was just horny, angry and very frustrated. From now on I'll just enjoy his watching your bare tits, or anyone else's. He wanted to see you naked and to fondle you for ages, but to FUCK you too?"I had no idea how prudish I WAS and how terrible an effect it had on my marriage. No one could describe the joy I was missing, I wouldn't listen and I. He picks me up and kisses me, kneading my ass as he holds me. Dude! Save her for later. Shes ready to burst any moment. Nick calls. Have you been a good girl? He asks me. I nod biting my lip and smile innocently at him Really very good ,Sir. He nods and puts me down. Patting my head he climbs out and grabs two towels that were sitting on a branch. Wrapping one around himself he holds the other out for me. Come on. Its supper time. as we climb out I dont bother to put the towel around me, but. Chairs had been replaced with wooden benches, a cheerful log fire burned in the open hearth, everything looking cosy and homely. The assembled company was called to order. ‘Martin is to be the Saxon Lord for the afternoon, and Delia his Lady,’ Julie announced. ‘Pay homage, serfs!’ And the remaining guests bowed and scraped. Martin was the Marketing Director for an international food company. At thirty-two he seemed average in every way. A quiet, fair haired man with good strong features, large.