"Oh you got a letter from the school," she said grabbing her bag andtaking an envelope out she handed it to me. I opened it. "It's just confirmation o... my job and an invite to an openday a couple of weeks before term starts," I said returning the letter tothe envelope."So you're still taking the job then?" she asked."Yeah why wouldn't I," I said although there was something not soconvincing in the tone of my voice."So how long do you plan to keep this up?" she asked."As long as I need to, till. And so your inner debate begins. Kiss him. ‘I can’t. He’s sleeping.’ Wake him up, then. ‘He was so tired last night. I don’t want to bother him.’ You wouldn’t be bothering him. He wants you as much as you want him. Didn’t last night prove that? ‘Yes, but he wants me while he’s awake. He hasn’t been feeling well, he said. He needs his sleep.’ And you need to touch him. So give him a kiss. ‘That would wake him up.’ Exactly. How do you know he isn’t waiting for you to wake him? You know what his. It is fully stocked and a bottle of champagne chilling sits in front and catches your eye first. You hear the fire starting to pop as you round the corner, seeing me crouched in front, the glow of the fire casting a soft glow around me. I turn to you, reaching out my hand as I stand, asking you to come join me. I watch you walking towards me and my arms circle your waist as I feel your own arms moving around my neck. Your warm breath touches my ear as you whisper, ‘I love this, it’s perfect.’. Her body jerks and flinches and I hear her breathing is changing. My cock is now so hard that it’s starting to feel uncomfortable.“Choice Three” I say loudly near her ear and she jumps unsuccessfully. Again I make her choose between 1 and 5. This time the choice is accessories. Number one is a pair of rather vicious looking nipple clamps. Number two is a pair of Benwa balls. Number three is a vibrating clit mask. Number four is a butt plug. Number five is nothing. She chooses 1 and I am.