As the group disbanded, Joe asked if we would like to go party up at his parents ranch. “It’s a huge house with plenty of room and we have an indo...r hot tub.” While he might have been bragging, Laura and I both are suckers for hot tubs. Before I could respond Laura replied “Awesome, sure I’d love to.” The other four were all revived by the prospect of a hot tub as well. So we all drove in separate cars to Joe’s ranch. Laura was silent during the twenty-minute drive into the Colorado. With that, I said her I was sorry. And kissed her on her forehead. This time she looked at me and started kissing me passionately. I was like What the fuck is this and stopped. She then whispered don’t stop and that she did want to fuck me even though things are not right for us.So she grabbed hold of me and started to kiss immensely and passionately. As we broke the kiss. I slowly put my hand on her and start to rip her nighty apart. She took off my shirt and pants and even my underwear as I. “My talents are a little different from yours but I want to share them with you all the same.” Setting the guitar down Jo opened her robe and swept it behind her to expose her nakedness fully to me and parting my knees with her left leg she moved as close as she could to my throbbing cock and pulled me as close to the edge of the arm as possible without me sliding off. “Would you mind pretending that my pussy is a guitar and play it for me? I have fantasized about your fingers for a week now. Maria and I were often allowed to go out during the day and were on our parole to return always by 5 of the evening in order to prepare for the evenings’ entertaining. Guests were not accepted on Sundays of course, it being the Lord’s day when we would all go to Church, accompanied by the Mistress and shepherded like schoolgirls by Jenkins. We were all dressed in Sunday best for such visits and I grew to realise that the vicar and congregation believed we were members of a small and informal.