She had been happy to respond to the outrageous complement that he’d given but now this was different: he was, in effect, asking her for obedience. ...hat made it a completely different thing. She had an early dinner and retreated to her screened in sanctuary, limiting herself, on this occasion, to one glass of wine, which she sipped. ‘Obedience!’ she said to herself, enjoying the darkness that wrapped itself around her, as she sat there. She sat and let her mind wander a bit before taking up the. “No ma’am,” Julian responded. Sweat poured off of his temples and soaked though the arm pits of his shirt. His chiseled biceps appeared strong and bold. I found myself wondering what it would be like to have those arms ravishing my body. “You need to drink some water,” I said. I stood up and approached him, the glass in my hand. I was nervous, but at the same time, curious and confidant. Julian took the glass from my outstretched hand. I watched as he gulped down the water. I untied the knot. But I know something else. You love Denise, as well.’ She paused and turned to the younger girl. ‘And you, Denise, love Stan right back. So instead of making ourselves miserable, or fighting about who gets the man we both love, why don’t we try a little unconventional relationship – a ménage a trois?’ Stan gaped. ‘Anne had been thinking this?!’ Denise, however, couldn’t help it. She laughed! Anne looked at her, not knowing what to make of the reaction, and starting to feel a little angry.. "Hey, that's low maintenance haircut you got there", he chuckled."Yup - run a facecloth across the top of it and I'm done", I replied."Well, you make up for it with your chest and legs", he said, nodding towards my hairier body."Of course, all except for that shaved patch around the base of your cock and balls", he stated, openly looking down at my cock area.I blushed and thought - SHIT - I had forgotten that my wife had been shaving her pussy in the shower when I jumped in with her on the.