As we approached the park I made for the car park near to the lake, and again it was virtually deserted so parking was not a problem. An idea had been...taking root and now was the opportunity to put it into action. I told her that as she liked to flirt and show of her natural talents to the public then I was going to give her the opportunity to really display her wares. I told her to get out of the car and stand still, put her arms around to her back and wait. She heard the clips as the cuffs. Is that right?" I said yeah I was Peter. Her voice was really sweet. "Peter, you were my favorite one in months. Did Frank tell you I never or almost never have a guy ask him for my card?" I told her he had said just that. Then I asked if I might be able to meet her for some coffee or maybe dinner.She thought it over and asked, "So...do you have a poor suffering wife who doesn't know you fuck around? Or...do you have TWO poor suffering wives who don't know you fuck around?" We both. My cock wanted relief but it wasn't going to have permission to get it.After she had finished breakfast she tied me to the bed, cock up. She retrieved a little jar of marbles from her bedside table. "There are thirty marbles in here. Between now and 9 o'clock I'm going to ride your cock. Every time I cum I'll take one marble out of the jar. If the jar is empty before the hour is up, you get to cum. If it isn't, then you're going to get on your knees and suck my cunt for the remaining marbles. " Her hand crept up his shoulder."Hon, if Sarah comes in again--" We'll keep the light off. It'll be fine. She sees scarier stuff in her room anyway, to hear her tell it."Stephen laughed. Ellen snuggled closer to him and kisses his chest. "I still don't know..." he said."Stephen…" she whispered, "I'll let you do it in the back door..."She shrieked as he pounced on her, laughing and beating at him with the pillows. He buried his face against the neck of her nightgown. "Help, help, there's a.