“It might come back to you. You can stay here, if you like. At least for now. Or, if you need some time, you can go back to your place, think about ...t.”“I'll stay.” He was right. I was 'in heat', as he had said. Now, that the worst of that hangover was gone I felt it. My body took over, again.“I have questions, so many questions, but all I can think about now is your dick.” I admitted and looked down on the table.“Another side effect of werewolf blood. You rely more on your instincts, your. "That gave me quite a jolt, followed by a powerful twinge of arousal, as Eric looked down sadly at the patched and faded carpet."Like screwing a birdcage" he muttered under his breath, by way of an explanation, which he seemed to think was called-for. I had to wait a full minute before the mental (and physical) tuning-fork had settled down enough for me to ask the obvious question."So... what does Angie feel about it?"Eric just shrugged."Started opening the sherry-bottle in the afternoon. Now. ?Have you ever sucked cock??.?No master, please show mehow.? He was thrilled but not fooled by the subservience in her reply. At leastshe knew how to act the slave...living it would eventually come.He took her finger andguided it over his cock and balls, explaining where her tongue should venture,what to do to each part, where the most sensitive and enjoyable spots were andhow to best attend to each area. She listened closely expecting that failure tofully comply with his instructions would be. As she get out of the water I sneak up behind her and kiss her neck. We sat on some chairs that were away from the water. Ary glared at me for kissing her neck and I just smile innocently. We talked just a bit more, I noticed how her shirt stuck to her skin. Her bra was clearly visible through the fabric, I had to shift to hide the hard on that was forming. I thought of an idea “you know, you’re going to get sick if you keep a wet shirt on.” I said, she looked down and covered herself. “you.