He got up, put his robe back on and walked away. When he reached the doorway, he looked back, laughed, and said "We'll continue this again later, once...you have time to reflect on your past rejections of my needs."She watched him leave with his unused cock still ramrod stiff and seemingly laughing at her just as he was. She lay there and quietly began to sob as she felt herself receding farther and farther from the orgasm she so needed and wanted. All she could do now was wait for him to come. "Is this your pussy?" I said, in a soft, teasing, lispy, girly voice, spreading the oil from his wet thighs down between his cheeks and touching his hole with a slippery finger."Yeth," he said, slipping easily into his preferred delicious, incredibly subby, sissy persona.I pushed my finger up a little, into him.He moaned again, letting me enter him."Tell me how you felt yesterday, Becky," I said, "when Sharon was playing with you." I loved it," Becky said, still speaking softly. "I loved. “Oh god, that's so nice Jess. Don't be afraid, please taste me.”I reached out tentatively with my tongue and ran it up and down the length of her glistening slit. Her reaction was almost violent as her hips thrust up and a strong shiver ran through her body. Her skin erupted in gooseflesh and she moaned a deep throaty purr. Ooh, that was a good reaction. It gave me time to realise that the taste of her, whilst quite different from my own taste, was quite pleasant. I wanted more, lots more. I. “To quote my husband, all is far in love and war.”“He’s a trained professional. He’ll see right through this.”“Good. Then he would know your intentions. Another quote, from the Brits I believe. He who dares wins.”“Enough! I get it.”She gave me a hug and sent me out of her office. “Off you go then. Into the breech...”“Stop!”I was so conflicted I confided in Amanda. Her response surprised me. “Count me in on your plan. I already love you like a sister and I’ve long thought you’d be excellent.