And since then you have mostly been Bo, other than to sleep. Chris honey, you need some.”“What?”“Honey, remember when you said you tortured Bo...by denying him? You have been doing the same thing to yourself. That was almost a month ago now, and unless you snuck one in here or there you have not had an orgasm as Chris since then. No wonder you are restless and soaked, and smell like wet pussy.”She took my coffee cup out of my hand and placed it on the coffee table, then guided me to lie down on. "Let me help you inside."She took me by the arm and guided me into the house and down the hallway to our bedroom. Once there, she kissed me passionately. I know my wife's kisses, so that was obvious. She then whispered in my ear."I have a very special evening planned" she whispered. "You are going to be treated to a lot of erotic stimuli, simultaneously. The only things that I want you to do is to relax, have fun and follow my instructions. How does that sound?" she asked."Wonderful" was all. I loved him in his leathers, the way they hugged his tight torso and the great ass.I started to slide my hand down under my clothes and into my thong and started playing with my clit.My mind started racing as I dreamt of racing down country lanes on the pillion of the bike, holding onto him as tight as I could, with the engine screaming as we leaned one way then the other, the bike snacking its way round the bends.Still touching my clit with one hand I found my other tugging on my nipples as I. "Open your eyes," He softly whispered into her ear.The first thing she saw was the large diamond pendant that hung from a delicate gold chain around her neck. She couldn't help but gasp. She wanted to thank Him, to throw her arms around Him and hug Him, but she held her place."Do you like it?" He asked in her ear again watching her in the mirror. Tears of joy welled in her eyes as she nodded. "Well, then, since you look perfect now, I think we should be on our way." He said, presenting His arm.