They would bring her into the torture room, tie her hands above her head and whip her until they were bored. Then, the fucking would start. It was the...same scene every time she fantasized it and she came wildly.When Saturday came, she told Ben she was leaving for her overnight spa. She'd set that up early on too. He would believe her, she'd done it before. A massage, a sauna, sleepover in an oxygen room, then another morning ritual. She'd come home relaxed and ready for the week. It was the. Jessica made it here just in time. Jeff cut the cord and the doctors cleaned up our little boy. They wrapped him up and handed him to me. “Well he certainly does have his father's eyes,” Jessica said. “Yes he does. Don't you little Jeff Jr.?” I asked. He didn't answer of course. The doctors showed me how to breast feed and the proper way to burp him. All three of us were eyeballing him for hours. Then I started feeding him. “So Jeff Jr. huh? Whose idea was that Jeff?” Jessica asked. “It was. I decided against stockings during the day, it was too warm, found apair of white strappy kitten heels, cleansed my skin, put a little lightmakeup on and spritzed some perfume.I headed towards the study and opened the door. Seumas heard me and gotup from behind the computer and came towards me. "Good morning beautiful"he said taking me in his arms and kissing me gently. I was so responsiveI melted into his arms and even felt a little wet patch leak into mypanties. This man really turned me. After they'd run a few times Carl had asked about the hair. "Well I'm not the biggest and strongest so I need to make the most of whatI have. Everyone says I have beautiful hair... and the girls just love it.It's sort of a standout feature..." he had finished lamely. Carl hadnodded and smiled. That smile had not quite reassured Bill that hismasculinity was unquestioned.So they headed off, chatting idly every so often. Ten minutes along thesky opened up and within 30 seconds they were both.