We both know that the other knows, but we never mention anything.Like many men James has a big thing for seeing two women together. He has badgered me...for years to allow another woman into our bed so he could watch us have sex and presumably then fuck her as well. It's not the latter, him fucking another woman as I watch that's my issue, it's me being fucked by her that causes me a problem; I am just not into other women.James has a good body. He's quite good looking, just over six feet and. He already had a raging erection but knew he had to take it easy as he broke her in to his way. Sylvia held up her arms and invited him down to lie beside her. He did this and turned on his side with his hand resting on her hip. She faced him and leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Oh no, Brian said, if we are going to make love, let’s start with the right moves. Now kiss me properly on the mouth.” She did so and as she did, he curled his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to. Within the first two months I was ordered to move in with him so my training could progress to being full time and my only priority in life. I was thrilled beyond belief when Master told me this was going to happen and as of this point I had formally become His property, he now owned me to use as he wished or to whore me out to any number of his BDSM connections. These men would also be able to use me as they wish upon his approval and I must serve and please these men however they saw fit to. "What is?" I asked."Fertility, go to bed Geoffrey!" Mother insisted, and so the next day straight after the noon siesta I accompanied Mother and Father to the "Racecourse" as they laughingly called the reasonably flat piece of grassland with dilapidated wooden fences and a dilapidated wooden stand just outside the village.I shuffled along totally bored, and barely noticed the young girls lined up beyond the white painted section of wooden rails that denoted the "Finishing straight," bare.