I got up and sat next to her on the couch as we caught our breath. She held my hand and we laid there in silence for a few minutes.“Damn, what a nig...t!” She said. “And thank you honey.” “No baby, thank you.” I replied.That night we had sex about every two hours until we just couldn’t anymore. I got up about 10 and Lana got up about 11 and we talked at the kitchen table over coffee. She said she was worried I would be mad at her but pleasantly surprised that not only was I not mad but liked it!. This was very much a lot like programming a computer in the way you had to structure things to inhibit or motivate based on specific conditions.I was initially amused by their verbal sharing of their fantasies, but then I became concerned over how it might alter Gwen’s fantasy if she decided to incorporate some of what Cindy had said into her own. I relaxed when I realized Gwen pretty much had already done everything already, but I vowed I wouldn’t let that happen again.Joey had wanted to come,. You were surprised to perceive the possibility of another voice, too. Then it began. First the ear mufflers started playing music softly. They were headphones! You now realized then you couldn't hear anything but the music. You felt a hand softly touching your skin, first at your feet, softly rising along the back of your legs, circling and swirling and slowly rising to your thighs and then on to your hips, and then the back of your hips and squeezing your sexy ass. The hand circled slowly. I told him that I would secure him on a Friday afternoon after I had finished with my clients ( I normally went home Fridays and returned Saturday afternoons) and leave him to stew for a while. I asked him if he was up for earning a sex night with me soon, and of course, he replied in the affirmative. So I said that just one night was not really much of a punishment, and certainly not hard enough to earn sex. He then suggested that I did not return on the Saturday, and he full well knew that I.