Walking into the house, I should have expected what I saw. Kristen was naked in the middle of the living room, holding up a cane. She always did this ...hen she had done something that she knew I wouldn’t like, but which she thought I’d eventually understand was inevitable. Behind her, kneeling, but clothed, were Dana, Amy, Steve, Peter and Jeremy.Ashley dropped her bag and laughed, “What did you do this time Kristen?”Kristen looked up in a stern glare, “Slave, get naked and kneel next to. I was trying to take in the view, rivulets running down her inner thighs, soaking her stockings and the waterfall of pee falling to the ground. I held out my hand into the stream and scooped up a handful, bringing it to my lips and slurping it into my mouth. ‘Mmm, nectar!’ I said and quickly moved forward as she pulled aside her gusset, parted her labia with her fingertips and trained the jet into my open mouth. When the flow subsided, I pushed my head forward and licked at her cunt. . She handed me one of my newly printed calling cards, and with her suggestion easily read in her expressive eyes. I agreed and turned back to him. ‘Gunny Taylor… Bill? Dace Shepard,’ and extended my hand, ‘and my wife Christine. And this is my daughter, Jennifer, who talked to you on the phone.’ I handed him my card. ‘We would be pleased to have you and your lady visit us for dinner some evening. Please be in touch.’ He was openly pleased, and that lifted my own heart. He had done a fine job,. I had become used to this nice little house, though I never gathered enough nerve to ask whether I could move in. Our anniversary was rapidly approaching, and it stayed in the forefront of my mind. What would we do to celebrate our year of being together? To be honest, I was surprised that he had lasted so long. Most men with me hadn’t been able to even make it past the six-week mark, and many made it a shorter time than that. Though I thought these things quite often, I didn’t say anything.