It never was painful to Ash. In fact I think it was hypnotic. This was me prepping her to show off her most private area to another goddamn guy! That ...as anticipation in spades! I was so proud of her pussy and got so I wanted to show it off to the whole fucking world. (That's a future chapter!) Not all vaginas are beautiful to me. I've "done my research" and have seen several hundred "up close and personal." Ash may have the prettiest one I've ever seen. Its stunning. It's perfect. Like a. Oddly she didn’t seem that concerned. She seemed as relaxed about it over the next few days as she had been that evening when she had remained naked as she made and drank a cup of tea. It was seeing her so nonchalantly flaunting her body at me that probably crystalised the random, bizarre, forbidden, but so exciting thoughts that had filled my mind so much during the last few months generally, and the last few days particularly. Yes, it was spending those few minutes with her when she was naked. In all seriousness, I like him very much, and learned a great deal from him. He was a policy and command person, not especially technical, and we complemented one another. I had found that he got very formal with people who called him "general", so, in the interest of the court jester role; I always used his first name.Born in the 1920s, he was rather courtly in his language. If I hadn't known he was from New England, I'd have thought him a southern gentleman. It really disturbed him to hear. He still fucked me silly, three times that night, keeping me in a wild frenzy all night long and most of the next day with his tongue, his fingers, and his thick cock, leaving me very well satisfied."But he never tried to get me to connect with him on an emotional level. He made it clear that while I was his bitch, I was still George's wife, and he was not trying to break up our marriage. This was simply an arrangement to fulfill a business agreement and I was simply someone for him to fuck as.