. maybe one day I tie her up and another day she tie me up and she said well maybe but she was not really interested in anything rough or no pain and ... said no not that and that I wasn't really interested in that and that I was thinking something more passionate or maybe an exploring of each others bodies with sexy love making and kissing and she like the idea.Then I asked her what she might like or was thinking about and she said maybe somewhere that we might be seen or caught and I thought. John was concerned for mom's broken legs and the bump on her head. So, he was real gentle with her and let her beg off having regular sex. Mom said he even left her a lot bigger check than he usually did. I got my usual. He and I had discussed several issues during the afternoon about the management of his rentals and he gave me instructions and told me I was doing him a really good job.Mom and I talked the next morning. She told me she was still sore from the fucking I'd given her two days. Whew! The crisis was averted."So who goes first today?" asked Lindsay.Dammit!"Kyle, you decide," said Gabriella.Oh, no, no, no. I was smart enough not to go there. I wasn't going to give a hint of favoritism."You can't make him do that," said Emily.Thank you. Exactly."I know," continued Emily. "We'll draw numbers. One through three." So is one first or last?" asked Gabriella.Lindsay said, "One goes first then second and three."Whew! The crisis was averted.Lindsay ended up first, Gabriella was. "I'd love to stay and chat, but I need to get dressed and get to the old salt mine."Ten minutes later he came back into the kitchen and leaned down to kiss Hannah goodbye. I realized she was still in those pajamas, and couldn't help looking at the tips of her breasts. They were smoothly rounded, this morning.Hannah was still eating cereal from a bowl. She had a piece of toast on a little plate next to her, and had nibbled at that. Finally, she looked up at me."I had sex with my husband last.