'Abruptly, Meka felt a shiver run through her and the crystal, hiddenbehind her eyepatch, tingled. "W-What?" she gasped looking around.Slowly, trying...not to be obvious, Meka scanned the area. She knewbetter than to overreact to the touch of a questing. With her righteye, her normal eye, she looked at the people who inevitably hung outaround the park entrance. Spotting nothing out of the ordinary sheshifted her focus to her left eye, and lifted the eyepatch. Behind hereyepatch was her most. It went like this: Julio and Mike would wake me up in the middle of the night, fit me with a ballgag and a blindfold and then walk me through long corridors that I had never been able to retrace by day. The walk ended in a small echoing room were I was led to what felt and behaved like a gynecologist’s chair. They would gently install me on the chair, tie me down with broad, soft, leather straps that left no marks on my skin and then they would fuck me in every possible way. My pussy, my ass,. I didn't think she ever would -- "cheat" on me, that is.What I was less confident about was whether she'd stay satisfied, forever, with just plain ol' Will. I was not, after all, anything all that special. I could make her come like a banshee, but I was pretty sure I wasn't the only guy who could, and I knew damned well I wasn't the only guy who ever had.Tess seemed to have quite a bit of natural banshee in her.The prospect of losing her -- or losing my exclusivity -- someday, was not the. You see, even though I'm a married woman in my forties, I'd always had a thing about fashionable shoes. Emilia's summer dresses usually led down to a pair of high heels, wedges or sandals and after noticing them for the first time, I couldn't stop myself from looking down whenever I passed her in the hallway. What didn't help was that her feet were very pretty, and always perfectly pedicured. On a few occasions I'd noticed the glimmer of jewellery too, whether it be a toe ring or an anklet..