I’ve always been sexually intense or, as my ex husband used to say, horny. Not in a perverted way but more than enough to keep a man happy (or so I ...hought). Daniel was always a good boy and I had never looked on him in a sexual nature till one night I was sleeping when I heard the creak of the old floor boards as someone passed my bedroom and headed towards the bathroom. Out of curiosity I listened as Dan flushed the toilet and left the washroom, the light was on and I could see his silhouette. The woman, Melissa realized, was naked except for a gold collar and three thin gold chains, two of which were attached to gold rings through her nipples. The third chain dropped straight down past her navel, disappearing behind the tablecloth. Melissa had a strong intuition about where the third chain was attached. She successfully squelched a negative reaction. Rings through one’s nipples or clitoral hood had never appealed to her. She had always considered piercings to be too painful a form. I looked away very quickly. He asked me if I was looking at his cock...I said yeah sorry just never seen one quit that big. He laughed and said yeah I used to hear that all the time till I got married. I asked if I could get a better look at it and he said sure why not. I went over and set on the end of the bed as he stroked it some more. For some reason I blurted out I want to suck it. His hand stopped and at first I though he was going to hit me for being queer. I said why not you wanted to. " She had a way of staring with her eyes that was very erotic and kind of eerie."Right, well I'm not giving it to you for free."This peaked her interest. "Well I could owe you, but I'm a little short on cash at the moment."I leveled off her stare and said, "I don't want money."Stepping closer to her she immediately understood. She smiled politely in a kind and understanding way that still came across as condescending. "Sorry sweetie, but you know I like girls." You don't have to like it." I.