I took a last look at my gasping, glistening body in the mirror, then turned, and on wobbly legs reached the bed where I stretched out and dozed.I fel... much better after my nap. After washing up (I positively reeked of sex!), I slipped on fresh panties and bra.Now to call my Viking. His card was beside the lamp on my nightstand. I punch in his number. I hear his phone ring – but it isn’t really his phone ringing, is it?Then “Hello?” Lots and lots of background noise.“Hello Steve. It’s. ‘Not that I don’t appreciate the enthusiasm, dearest, but it seem that I’m quite unable to grab hold of you,’ I stated jokingly. Ashley’s face turned red as she hunted through her pockets for the key to my handcuffs. After unlocking me I grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall, where I had been, grabbing her breasts through her uniforms shirt. Slowly I teased my hand down to her waist, and began feeling petting her pussy softly. I moan of pleasure escaped her lips as I found her soaking. "Listen Daniel James, I understand what you must be thinking. But itwon't be that bad, and Aunt Kristen is in a real bind," Julie explained.She was getting tired of having to ask, and Dan began to recognize thatall was futile; soon he would be told, not asked. Why was it importantto refer to him as "Daniel James" whenever she was getting upset, hethought. Did she think he forgot his own name?"Mom, you know I would do anything for Aunt Kristen. But this is just...Idunno, this is like, EXTREME!. Even before we married my husband wanted me to let other guys fuck me. He liked to watch me or have me tell him about it. For some reason I thought after we married that would change and he would want me to be a faithful wife but he didn't. He likes for me to look sexy and be sexy and still enjoys showing me off and sharing me with others. I like it also, but I was still a bit apprehensive about telling him I wanted his dad to fuck me. I shouldn't have been because he thought it was a great.