I got out of bed without even bothering to pull the bed clothes up, had a shower and shave before dressing and heading for the kitchen. Breakfast took...around the same time that it took for the kettle to boil and me to pour water over the instant coffee and chuck some milk in. I brushed my teeth, put on my jacket and left the house that I used to share with the beautiful Heather, climbed into my long overdue for a service car and coaxed its reluctant motor into life. It took a while to find the. I opened up her blouse and unhooked her bra and started to lick her nipples. Then my luck the maid came so we stopped. After she left we had half an hour to ourselves before our parents came home. She told me that she is finished with her periods and if I want to I can feel her pussy. . I said ok. I quickly took her skirt and panty off and looked at her pussy and then kissed and licked it. We stopped cause then our parents could be home any time. As soon as our parents went to bed. I went to my. Angie was doing well, bringing home more wages than I was from my new job, continental shifts at the tyre factory. She had money to spend on clothes and spend it she did. It became a bone of contention between us, and we would argue. Looking back I realise that her making more than I did hurt my male pride. I told her I wanted to save for a bigger house, maybe have kids. But she would have none of it, was happy to blow it in boutiques at the weekend.I should never have asked her to quit her job. Smithers now stood and watched the young woman manipulate herself. When the all too familiar signs of an approaching climax appeared, the nurse commanded ?Stop, you are not to frig yourself until you cum. Now you are to do this every morning when you get up and every evening before you fall asleep. Understand, twice a day. But you are not to wank off to a climax. No orgasm. Do you understand.? Maggie nodded her head in assent. ?Now, after you wake up, you will practice frigging.