Twelve years ago, I could understand that, but today she looked..."John. What can I do for you?" My train of through was broken by her question.I foun... myself stammering a little. "You look great, Jody."She laughed at my awkwardness. "Do you mean compared to what I used to look like?"Now I was embarrassed. "I guess, but I didn't mean to imply anything." Relax, John. I was half way through college when I realized I was smart enough to face the world as who I was, without the fake façade. I have. She was ready to cum. No, she couldn’t, not yet. I was not ready for her to cum. She owed me good after all that teasing for hours which felt like an eternity. I needed her to slow down her train and wait for me.I was close but not ready. “Don’t you cum Bitch, don’t cum yet, hold back” I told her. She fought it she fought like an angel following my commands. I so love controlling her with such passion with such vulgarity. “You’re my slut, aren’t you” I spouted at her.Panting even harder her. “Yeah.”Christian Woodson smiled and said, “You got this, Ash. Trust me. High five.”“Oh no, not here,” She said.“Yes, here. For old times' sake!”Christian and Ashley did a high five-low five combo which ended up in them both slapping their buttocks.“God, I missed that,” Christian said.The two went to college together and even dated for a while before Ashley got her current boyfriend.“Christian! Back to work,” A deep voice said.He promptly went back, and whispered to her in a sing-song. Now in her mid thirties, she has had breast implants and is now a D cup. She loves to go out wearing revealing clothing while also wearing a vibrator, dildo or butt plug and sometimes both. Today was grocery day. My wife wore a tight white body suit that showed off her tits and big nipples, with a short pleated skirt. Just before we left she went into the bedroom and inserted her favourite 8”x2” dildo. The dildo was held in place by the crotch strap of the body suit with the balls rubbing her.