I doubt he knows it himself. I just can't come out and describe it. It would be easier if I could. I'm going to tell you a long story about him and ab...ut our marriage. Do you think you have the time?"The birds had just begun to stir as Elizabeth drifted off into her own world. Lisa sat with her, holding her hand, waiting for her to waken to continue her story.*Elizabeth's dreams took her back to the morning at the lake twenty years ago, to the first morning she and Bernard woke together in her. I couldn’t hear because of the music but they were getting on just as I’d wanted. Bembeys was a lively place and after 10.00 it really came alive. Some of the olive skinned Middle Eastern girls wouldn’t have been out of place in the night clubs of York or Leeds, wearing European clothes and fashions. A very attractive and shapely black girl was dancing with her friends in a pair of tight shorts, a bra and white lace top stockings and Jayne caught me admiring her and she shook the ice in her. He pulled her hair again, this time bringing her up to her feet. “Seems you get your wish after all, darling.” Steven turned her around and released the cuffs and she spun back to his face. “What are you talking about, baby? Why did you take your little boy-cock away from me?” Her laugh was slightly more cruel than kind. She pushed her round belly into her husband. Her eyes were glaring at him as he tried to back away, his face red from his shame and embarrassment. “Oh my God!” A huge smile. Helen saw what was going on and asked “what the fuck this party was” and Bev told her that we all got on very well and if she want to join us she’d be more than welcome. Helen looked at us all in the hot tub and noticed that Wendy was stroking my cock and moved closer to take look, I stood up for Helen to see my stiff hard cock and pulled her into the hot tub, Helen vest top and white jeans clunged to her wet body showing her erect nipples and as Wendy took my cock in her mouth Bev started.