From head to toe, you are gorgeous."My hands grazed up and down her legs and spread apart her lips, showing off her pink, glistening pussy. "Say it. S...y, 'I am sexy'."I looked up at her and she shook her head."Say it." I continued stroking her inner thighs.With a timid voice, she whispered, "I am sexy." The corners of her mouth upturned in a tiny smile. With those words, I settled between her legs, my eyes raking over her most private of places. She kept only a small tuft of hair on her mound,. But she felt it immediately. She closed her eyes and tried to will her orgasm to overtake her. She needed it so badly. She could already feel the tingling between her legs, which would lead to, that ache that could only be satisfied with her orgasm.Through closed eyes she felt her husband take her hand from his cock and she let it drop to her side as she concentrated on the building excitement within her. She was determined not to let him walk away without letting her cum, although she had no. He was clearly enjoying her discomfiture, savoring the storm of contradictory, conflicting emotions which were even at that moment raging inside the young woman's tender captive body. She must know that she was his. That he had the power to make her submit to his desires.Hollis changed his tactics then, releasing her breast from his rotating palm, and captured the stiffened bud of her little nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He slowly rubbed the taut little stem of erectile flesh in his. “Maybe we could make a deal or something.” “What do you mean Gemma?” I asked firmly. Gemma thought long and hard, “You know, a deal so you don’t tell them.” “What do you have in mind?” “What if I wash your car sometime?” she queried. “No Gemma,” I said flatly. She was thinking hard. I could tell by the look on her face. “I will do your laundry for you?” “No thank you Gemma. I don’t get that much laundry living on my own.” After a few more seconds the look on her face changed. “I’ve got.