After years of avoiding it, my wife and I succumbed to the inevitable and had it out over sex. She had been running hot and cold and it was driving my...nuts. Especially the lack of head. Oh well. It was stupid and entirely my fault.In the midst of this multi-day fight I stopped at a local breakfast place and over a glass of iced tea noticed this new waitress eyeing me a little. Nothing overt, just looking. My ego needed stroking and I found myself flirting. In my defense I never intended it to. As I arrived at the pub, Annie was flirting openly with two eager lads, one in front and one behind dirty dancing to the juke box. And she was loving it, grinding her hips back into one then thrusting forward into the other, and occasionally humping his thigh. The boys reluctantly backed off when I walked in, even though a half cut Annie was still giving them the ‘come on’.Sue and Simon both came home with us and after a coffee and a cognac, Annie and I headed for bed, leaving Sue and Simon to. He wasn’t afraid to awaken her anymore. In fact, he wanted to see her dark eyes blur from the pleasure that he gave her. But, being an inward coward, Mik bent his head and flicked his tongue over one of her nipples, thinking that she’d wake up sooner or later. He jolted when he felt her hands caressing the nape of his neck, anchoring him to her breasts. She was breathing harder now, her stomach muscles quivering under his hands. Mik laved one of her puckered nipples as he fondled the other. His. Then from that day onwards we chatted regularly. She always used to abuse me while chatting and gave orders and made me send her photo of that to her to prove that I did as she ordered. I had to give her details of what I am doing the entire day and she used to ask for snapchat any moment to check whether I am telling the truth or not. She ordered me to wear an adult diaper to work and send her snap from office washroom, asked me to go to gym without any underwear and I had to prove it when she.