“Okay, but not a lot of heads up. We’re outta here the day after tomorrow. So tomorrow we’ll go over there and face the music,” she said. “O...ay?” His turn to nod.“Yes, that’d be good,” he said.“On another subject, you have talked to the movers, right?” she said. “I don’t wanna get down there and find out my underwear has been left behind or sent to Pakistan by mistake.” He laughed.“Personally, I wouldn’t have any problem with you having to go without your panties,” he said. “In fact I may. But this was a special place-of abygone era now to be found only in fiction-where a gentleman, or at least a man of somemeans could purchase unique and pleasurableexperiences without reservation or inhibition. In a room walled only by beautifully printedsheets of rice paper and lit softly from behindby paper lamps and from within by many candles,Paul reclined in a sunken bath. Hot perfumedwater roiled luxuriously around his waist and asake bottle and cup rested on the edge of thebath near his. Last Friday was the best night I've ever had. My girlfriend and I explored our kinks together. She was locked up in a chastity cage and I was sitting on top of her with a vibrator against our genitals. Teasing her by making her uncomfortable felt heavenly to me. Not allowing her to orgasm was even better. Thinking about her whimpering and moaning made me soaking wet. I stuck two fingers in and moaned louder than expected. As I was playing with myself with eyes closed, I heard footsteps coming. We were both really riled by our first experience with this situation and she came hard, shaking and gripping me as I struggled to hold myself back until she said, “I want yours in there NOW!”We fucked three more times that night. Not ‘making love’ but raw fucking. That was the only time she explicitly described how he felt in her and her feelings when he was. There was one more ex-visit before our wedding and it didn’t have the wild aftermath when I joined with her soon after.For the next two.