But Heather was right about Matt. He was discreet, responding to questions with a knowing smile that could be interpreted any way that floated your bo...t.I didn't see Tweedle Dumb again, either, which was a hopeful sign. Maybe he'd taken my advice.At swimming practice Greg wondered why I was so distracted. I told him it was "female troubles," which had him worrying he'd somehow damaged me.Men! Why to they always assume it's about them?Still keyed up, I stayed after practice to work on my diving. He spoke with chilling coolness and intelligence. "Be quiet, behave yourself, and both of you will make it through this." He walked my wife forward, the others moving me toward the living room at gunpoint."These are the rules," he explained. "You will both do exactly as I say, no arguments, no objections, no mouth at all. You will not attempt to escape, nor will you notify anyone of our presence. My friends and I will be staying with you for a while. We don't want to hurt you, but we most. She asked me if I still thought I should be able to go to thebachelor/bachelorette party coming up in two days? I said it did notmatter what I think, she was the Mistress. She said it would be niceto see me out of the house where I was not her slave - I responded bysaying she could end this any time she wanted . At that, she asked whyI was "biting the hand that feeds?" I said, 'I was not, just tellingher the truth'.She then told me she was doing this for me. I did not want to press myluck for. “mmm you taste so good” I whisper softly while she slides over onto her side pulling up one leg on the edge of the bed and tells me to fuck her, “I want to feel you inside me” she says, while I get up looking at her inviting pussy, I point the head of my cock towards her spread lips and slowly push it in, almost effortless since she is so wet, “ additional lube is not required” I say jokingly, her wet pussy is warm and feels wonderful, she reaches around my butt and forces me into her body and.