“Take your pants off,” she said while sitting down, and then reclining.Charlie quickly stepped on the heels of his shoes, kicking them off. He pus...ed down his jeans and wriggled out of them a moment later. As soon as he kicked them away, she beckoned him with a crooked finger.Once he was within reach, she guided him with her hands. She lifted on one calf so he would stand straddling her, slid her hand up to his knee, and tugged. When he squatted down, she used the convenient handle of his cock. Finally, I couldn't hold back any more as it shot out of me. The first rush coating my hand before I was able to raise my hips, and let the rest squirt out onto my tummy. Mmm.... Later that night.... Getting to bed shortly before 10:00 I lay in there with candles lit, and gently touching myself. Not hard. Just the finger tips along the length of myself while I waited for her to take out her contacts, and come to bed. She turned the light out and couldn't see anything until she got into. Or at a motel with some pickup!And so Geordie would come in to an empty house. But he'd comply, and when I got home he'd be either making dinner, cleaning...Or just naked and kneeling.It was difficult for Geordie, as he enjoyed watching evening TV after a long day of work, or reading suspense novels.But I wanted him to focus on his relationship with me.How could he improve? What could he do to please me?Enforced nudity, and not having the distractions of media, books or newspapers...It seemed. I was up by seven, and Mike joined me shortly after I began moving around in the kitchen. I wondered if he'd been awake, courteously waiting until he heard me, so as not to disturb me too early.I scrambled eggs and cooked sausage for both of us while Mike manned the toaster. I'd cut up fruit the previous morning, so by the time we were through, we had a nice little buffet.After the dishes were cleared, I suggested an excursion, eager to get out of the house. Mike was quick to agree.I didn't.