He had touched me here and there, making little comments. Then my Master knelt (or sat you might say, as he sat on his feet, his knees forward) in fr...nt of me and told me to stay standing and spread my legs. I looked down at him as he began to use just one finger to caress my pussy through my soft silky panties. I could tell my panties were already soaked through with the first stroke. I keep my pussy shaved except for a small landing strip. It is very sensitive and responsive. My Master. But when the girl who would become my future bride lost another hand, she said she was faced not only with the reality of what was to happen next, but also the announcement from Dean that he was finally going to get to see some private part of her tight, tanned body that she’d hidden from him for so long. My wife had never flaunted her beauty in front of men, she received enough looks and attention as it was to satisfy her ego. She always exhibited a quiet confidence in her beauty which I had. Her hips lurched. Her fingers pressed as hard as they could on her clit and diddled it madly.Looking down from The Parthenon's frieze, Eros smiled subtly as Kris panted from her climax."You're a good little girl, Kris."The drive back to the hotel was uneventful as the endorphins swirled through Kris' brain. Ethan's cock remained visible, turgid, twitching and leaking. Spontaneously she leaned forward and licked the pre-cum oozing from the tip. Ethan patted and caressed her head while it was in. .." she whispered. "I get very horny when I am drunk.." I sipped my wine with my heart jumping in my chest. This was virtually the first indication of any sexual promise and it thrilled me. "Good" I whispered back. "Are you wet?" I asked. She nodded almost imperceptibly, but I could see her squirming in her chair, and she shivered in an almost orgasmic way as I looked deeply into her eyes. "Touch your nipples.." I asked her. She shook her head with a cheeky grin on her face. "Go on..!".