From the top of the stairs I could see the light as it spilled from the bedroom door. It was left ajar of course, she could never seem to fully close ...he doors anywhere in the house. I approached it and peered inside. Marie was standing quietly in the bedroom, hands by her side. She was still dressed in her black skirt, purple sweater and pumps.“What a good girl.” I thought to myself. Doing exactly as I had requested.I slowly pushed the door open and stepped quietly into the room. She turned. And what distinguished the sex from what Dawn received from Alan and Melody was the fact that Will was not part of the contract; she could push him away whenever she chose to. This knowledge made Will more courteous to her, more caring about her emotions. And about her orgasms.Poor Will had to compete with his parents for Dawn's pussy, and in a conflict, she always honored her contract, thus protecting her mother. Whenever possible, though, Dawn would spend the night in Will's bed. Kissing,. Fyodor moved them inside and let the door close itself. He fully opened his trousers and let them fall as he stood. His boxer shorts followed. Em had ripped off his tie and opened his shirt by this time. She kissed his hairy chest and bit his nipples. He lifted her feet from the floor and she clamped her stocking clad legs around his hips. He entered her with force and fucked her very fast. Her little breasts with their come-on upturned nipples were jigging in time with his thrusts. Her flying. To be good enough. I took the pills they gave me. I worked on my ‘coping skills’. We even visited a marriage counselor. I promised to be a good wife, to listen to him, to keep giving and never, ever stop. After childbearing I found the strain even more difficult. Firstly, my beauty was greatly diminished. Not just my body which everyone sees, but my most intimate areas were negatively affected. My perky breasts drooped, staring sadly at the ground. My nipples, which had been small and peony.