Because very little of what I've done in the last couple of weeks has remained a secret."You'll find out about me eventually. I don't want you getting...blindsided. I want you to like me. But I want you to know what you're getting into when you're with me."His eyes were exploring my naked body now. I didn't need a change of underwear. But Lisa included it so I put it on, slowly. I want to give him plenty of time to enjoy the show.It wasn't until I was naked in front of him that I remembered the. "Are you going to make me beg every time?" she asked. "I don't know how we are going to convince your wife to let me be your slut, but nothing will stop me from wanting that now. I could feel how much power I had over you, even though I was begging. It makes me warm and gooey just thinking about it."Her eyes jumped to our fingers, and then back to mine."I am your slut," she said confidently.Her eyes jumped back to our hands, and then she pulled my fingers to her face. I expected her to sniff. Ann threw the closet door open and stood before me, naked, her body blocking the view that Mattie would otherwise have had of me crouching among the shoes and boxes. She smiled down at me and winked, then ran her tongue over her lips and flashed me a look of pure lust. My dick became hard, of course, which made me very uncomfortable. She smiled again, as if that was her little prank on me.She drew out a knee-length T-shirt, black with a white cat face on it, and closed the door (not quite all. I am wet.’ A slight disturbance, more rustling fabric. ‘My nipples are hard too. My finger is rolling one as your lips rolled it this morning. My left nipple, with that little mole you like to kiss. Can you taste me? Oh, it feels so good. Not as good as you made me feel, but so good. And you look delicious there, open to me. Two fingers inside me now. Can you hear? There is a mark on your thigh. I put it there, didn’t I? Two days ago, with the cane you love and hate so much. It is here beside.