It can be fun, I know, but I just have too much to do. Homework, keeping this place half way decent, hell, I haven't even been to the grocery store i... two weeks. Can't you just get someone else to have them over?" He just sipped his morning coffee listening to me patiently.I had to give it to my long suffering hubby. He explained again that we were supposed to be hospitable and helpful to people we were assigned to sponsor and that stiff arming them wasn't exactly the way to do it. . " I replied, "I didn't do much better, since I was diddling myself half the night." I asked him, "Can this really be happening? Two people who didn't even know each other yesterday morning be totally, madly, in love with each other this morning?" "I hope it's real, because I'd hate to think this is just fantasy", he said.When we got to school, a pretty good crowd had already formed around the undressing area, including Mickey and Sherry. John asked, "May I do the honors?" I answered, "I thought. For a moment I thought Mistress Angela would show pity, but instead she broke into a smile again.?Tell me something,? she said. ?My friends are coming over tonight. How do you think they’d react if they knew about what happened in here today, hmm? I mean, if they knew every little detail about how I teased you into a frenzy and how you started thinking you were Joe Stud, and how you were trying to mount me with your useless, limp little pud, and how you cried like a little fucking pussy because. That night, in bed, my husband felt frisky but I remembered Daddy's instructions about my holes belonging to Him and had to make up a stupid excuse and then gave my husband a hand-job to stop his whining. I never went to sleep as I lay there and replayed the events of earlier in the day.During the next 4 days, I tried to behave as normally as I could. But then I got the text from Him:"Tomorrow morning, arrange a sitter out of the home and then tell your hubby to meet you for lunch at the.