Then, just as suddenly we were on my bed. Or, some bed, I'm not sure. We were naked. Oh God, I'll have to hide this notebook real well. She was sittin... up in the middle of the bed and I was sitting in her lap, our bodies tangled. Her knees were supporting my back and I leaned on them just to gaze into those blue pools again. They had darkened, becoming almost violet in their intensity. She had a certain look in her eyes that I can now describe as hunger, and something else, I'm not sure. She. He also allows her to wear stockings but they must be thigh high. Her tops must be tight and should cup her breasts or be low cut and reviling. Mr. Y has also started to play into more normal activities. HE will do things like walk the mall with her or take her to more mainstream date type places. HE really shocked us when HE took her to HIS work party and family gatherings recently. HE did have her wear her wedding set to all of the events. At the work party she was asked by a coworker if they. I look in her eyes and say, “would you like to fuck Colonel?” She smiles at me and says, “Only if you promise to be rough with me Private…I like it hard!” We move into the bedroom and close that door too, and I take her boots and pants off…but leave her panties on and then take off her shirt flip her bra up so her breasts fall out and free for me to play with too. I pick her up and put her on the bed a little rough and tell her, “you like it rough do you Colonel…you sure can handle that?” She. We didn’t see anything terribly exciting but the conversation was going very well. The sun was starting to set when we arrived at our camp sight. It was located at the base of a lake with no one around. As the sun was setting we didn’t get enough time to set our tents up but we did have time to get a fire going. As the sun crept below the tree tops the moon rose casting its glimmer across the lake. We cooked some food over the fire and I had brought a bottle of whiskey along for the trip. .