With my pyjama bottoms bunched round my ankles I slowly started to rub my right hand up and down my cock, with my eyes closed imagining that it was Ti...a’s mouth and not my own hand . . I had been wanking for only a few seconds when I was startled by the door opening and Sharon entered the room, she was only wearing a dressing down which was totally open revealing her gorgeous body beneath it. She had a huge smile on her face and casually said move over time for some fun, as she shrugged her. "He looked surprised and uncomprehending."You're not perfect." Not by a long shot." I didn't trust you. I should have known, but I didn't trust you. And again, today, I didn't know what you were going to do. I should have just trusted you." How do you know what I'm going to do?" Jeff asked."You were late; very late." You've lost me, Ashley." You would never have come this late if you weren't going to go through with it. You would never allow all these guests to come and wait only to be told. As we danced she said:"I talked to Marge today." Oh?" I mentioned that a three way with her, me and you might be fun and she agreed. All I need is for you to say yes." And if I don't?" I'll spread the rumor that you have thirty-seven different strains of sexually transmitted diseases." Thirty-seven?" What can I say? You must be very, very sexually active." You are an evil person. Fortunately for me I have a defense to use." And that would be?" That I got fourteen of them from you when you. ?Computer, play message.? Might as well try to figure out what she was in for this time. Not that she really minded. This was after all what she wanted when she first discussed her fetish for bondage with her husband. After trading fetishes and desires, they came up with a lifestyle that while isn’t a total master/slave relationship, was good enough for both of them. It allowed freedom where it was really needed, left room for love and more interestingly plenty of ways to [ahem] play. She even.