Here I was for the second time in twelve years, handcuffed to my bed with no escape until someone else released me and in this occasion it was my next...door neighbour (Ellen) and not my first wife (Karen). Maybe this is a good time to bring you up to speed on Ellen. She is a single girl in her late forties, a little out of shape but still quite pretty with medium length blonde hair, which I knew wasn't natural. Ellen had been single since her husband Sean left her just over a year ago for a. I stared at her fingers as they traced alongside my pussy lips, flushing with anticipation.My husband knelt down in between my outstretched knees, leaning in close enough that I could feel his breath on my bare pussy and soft inner thighs. Neeta continued to gently caress my thighs and around my slit, gently spreading me open as she did so. They both could easily see the wetness on my pussy, and how obviously turned-on I was, being touched by Neeta like this.As my husband watched, Neeta slid a. A few minutes later and the room was silent again as Tom cleared his throat once more and carried on.“Thankyou all very much for that great show of support but I would now like to invite my two Lifestyle Nudist companions to come up onto the stage with me and I hope you will all show them the same level of support and encouragement.”Belinda and Jamie looked at Tom in surprise as they were not expecting this. Falteringly they both made their way along to the steps at the side of the stage as two. On those days, she would give me some great blow jobs and let me spend lots of time sucking her titties. She told me one day in the spring that her girls were very suspicious that she was getting laid every morning because her attitude was much more mellow than it had been before we started.In February of that school year, I used some money that I'd saved to purchase a fire-proof lockbox... a little square home safe... and a supply of shirt cardboard. Over the last seventeen months, I had.