I settled into the fainting couch and wrapped the mohair throw about me even though there wasn’t the slightest chill in the air, I needed the securi...y … no it wasn’t security … I just hungered to be wrapped up in someone’s arms and the mohair throw was as close as I could come. I closed my eyes and let the music take me toward a handsome man who radiated sexuality … a man I knew who would reveal himself to me when the time was right. So I was content … content for the first time in a long while. A cuck? I asked, unfamiliar with the word. A cuckold, she clarified, unzipping my trousers. I wear the pants in our relationship so to speak. He knows you fuck around? I asked, as my pants fell to the floor. Yes, and it turns him on. He watched me fake getting seduced by your sister, and was actually in the closet watching the last time your sister dommed me, she explained. He saw you submit to my sister? I asked, shocked. Yes, she smiled, he loves watching is wife be used. Wow, I said, as she. It was kinda awkward being in line with a big semi-erection bulging out of your sweats. Coach gave me a wink when he passed me the condoms. Oh shit. Coach knew. Was it really that noticeable? No one else stared at my crotch but him. Me being lucky and having P.E. for my last class of the day, I was ready to go home. But coach had other plans and asked me to stay and come visit to his office. Oh fuck, I hope I'm not being kicked off the basketball team. But apart of me was slightly turned on. I. “Any special requests?”“Well, just one,” answered Marie, a wry smile bending one corner of her mouth. “I really prefer to work out in the nude. Would that be OK?”Taken off guard, Serena swallowed hard and didn't respond for a few seconds.“You wouldn’t have to, of course,” Marie reassured her. “Unless you wanted to.”“Hmm,” said Serena finally. “I guess that would be OK. The customer is always right... right?”Marie giggled agreeably and without another word untied the sash of her robe, slipped it.