I heard theunmistakeable sound of a zipper being opened and then the rustle ofmaterial as he dropped his pants. Steve stood close behind me strokingm... buttocks and stocking tops. I reached around behind me and my fingersbrushed along the firm flesh of Steve's erect penis and traced the veinsalong its length; when I reached the tip, I ran my fingers gently alongthe glans and frenulum.I reached beneath Steve's crotch with my other hand and gently tickledhis scrotum, while my other hand gently. She knew I was watching and she knew why Spanker was here in her kitchen. She could smell his cologne as he embraced her and planted a long deep kiss on her mouth. “What’s your scent?” he murmured in her ear.“Orange blossom by Jo Malone,” she breathed.We stripped her right there, Spanker paid special attention to her tits and ass and cunt, running his hands over her naked body as each piece of clothing ended up on a chair. I brought cuffs from a cupboard, and we bound her ankles and wrists and. How could he be? My whole purpose for being here, yahr reason for being at this table with me now, is because of him. It is just this situation is unlike anything I could ever imagine. Look at us sitting here: yah, a man looking as fetchin’ as yah do, dining with me, looking at mah ravishing best, set in this romantic dining room, yet yah initiate this pleasant conversation with a question about my absent husband.”“We can just sit here quietly, you know,” I replied softly, “I never go to. No, no, not at all, John. On the contrary, you are exciting me. Tell me more. Tell me about how you kissed her between her legs, and how she would pleasure you with her mouth.”I smiled as I watched her reach inside the fold of her robe to caress her own breast as she listened to my story.“Oral sex was part of our repertoire from the very beginning. In fact, she and I had agreed that there would be no intercourse until our wedding night. However, I discovered shortly after making that agreement.