I felt my toes curl in my heels, the nylon tightening along my legs as I lifted my bum off the bed and gasped and moaned.From the dressing table Chris...opened a jar of Vaseline. He gently spread the gel around my anus and kissed me on the mouth again. “Is this what you really want?” He asked with a grin on his face knowing that I wouldn’t be able to refuse. I simply nodded. He pushed my legs up over my head and I felt the stockings tight along my legs Glancing sideways I looked at the mirror. Marie was pulling Jane’s panties down as she left the room.Fresh martini in hand, Jessica stood for a few minutes looking out over the city. It was completely dark now and there were lights everywhere. She remembered the line from that old TV show, “There are eight million stories in the naked city.” She had always liked that phrase, “naked city” — it gave her ideas….When she returned to the bedroom, Jane had her legs splayed and d****d across either side of the chair. Her face was scrunched up. The invitation assumed that she would still be singing with the choir. She needed to talk to Terry and Stephen about that.She went back to work on her proposal. Really the only thing that stopped her from finishing it were the estimates for the four bay garage. Surely, if the firms she had approached wanted the work they would have been much quicker in submitting an estimate. She pulled out their letters of response. She was horrified to find that one of them was Gareth’s father’s firm. She. "A bit under the weather from too much sun today. The doctor gave her something to help her sleep."I glanced at my husband and saw the slightest smile touch his lips as he looked back at me. He and I had shared a shower as we dressed for dinner. As usual when we did that, he'd treated me to an aperitif of warm sperm. To me, that slight smile indicated that he had no objection to my spending some time in bed with John, in the empty cabin that Hanspeter had commandeered.But I couldn't be too.