"Really? You'd do that for me?" she asked. "Absolutely!" I quickly responded. She spun towards me, and put her feet in my lap, still in her sexy high...heels. I slipped them off her feet, and took one in my hand, nearly cumming just from the touch of her nyloned foot! She went on talking about whatever - I was paying no attention to her. I rubbed her foot for several minutes, and then started on the other one. "Oohhhh, Rick, that feels fabulous!" she purred. I was a little afraid she would feel. Why would I have to obey? Because of the damn chastity thing on me. If I disobeyed then next Saturday night could be a very awkward situation. I’m not worried that she would not agree to take it off, or at least I think I’m not worried about that, I just don’t want to have an argument or even stress. I didn’t want to risk it. Plus I trust my love, she would not put me through this without an amazing reason.The rest of the night was uneventful and Sunday passed with only slight discomfort. I was. Christine fell back as her orgasm released her, her nipples tightly pinched between her forefingers and thumbs, and her hands squeezing the firm globes as well. Angie sat up to lick her aunt's juices from her face, but let out a surprised gasp when her brother's fingers popped out of her.Adam turned his sister's face toward him and kissed her hard. He then gathered up his aunt's juices with his tongue, lapping Angie's face clean."Do I taste good on her lips?" Christine asked, shuddering from. I talked dirty to her. "Would you like to fuck him? Would you like to sit on his face? Can I watch?" I asked her if she wanted to be a dirty girl. My wife went into a frenzy moaning, "Yes, yes, yes." We both trembled with intense orgasms and fell asleep in each other's arms. In the morning we were both shy and nervous. I left for work and said we should talk later. During the day I was confused by my arousal and her wantonness. When I got home we had a drink and tried to talk about it. Finally.