Here’s the man himself,’ he said indicating Drake. Billy made the introductions. ‘Mr. Thomas Ogilvy may I present Captain Drake Stratford. Capta...n Stratford, Mr. Ogilvy.’ The two men shook hands, each taking the other’s measure, as Virginia looked on nervously. ‘I think I’ll go make us some tea,’ she said, suddenly desperate to escape the room. She practically ran to the kitchen and stood gripping the counter trying to calm her breathing. She couldn’t imagine a more awkward situation. All she. I wore my light brown hair at a few inches past my shoulder. My eyes are green and the most striking feature of a very feminine face. My figure was of a girl that had not yet blossomed my hips were straight and my chest was of course flat. I wore a near invisible bra with built in small false breast which were very realistic. I had come up with the idea of securing my long cock to my inner thigh with a tight garter belt after a suggestion by Samantha when she noticed my sometimes hard dick. My husband sadly was unable to protect me. Simply put, a more powerful man had taken what he had and now owned it in ways Joey could never emulate. And in truth, I was more naturally bound now to Mr. Damon and Mr. Compton than to Derrick. What I gave I to Derrick I could take back. But what was taken was forever theirs. Understand I did and do love Joey. I have always done my best to please him and to build his confidence around other men. It really did please me to be his ‘arm candy,’ but at. Oh, it had felt too good. My clit was so engorged and hard. Irresistible. Gently, I massaged my clit, hoping for just a little relief … a small orgasm. Something. Anything. It felt so good, I couldn’t stop. I was too close. Orgasmic bliss washed over my body, as I tossed my head backwards … just in time to see … You. I fell out of the tub, landing on my face. Shaving cream and water went everywhere. I hastily rose to my knees, head bowed. Warning three … game over. “What are you doing?” You.