But just as the wife decides when sex occurs, so does she decide how far it proceeds. In particular, she decides whether sex proceeds beyond her first...orgasms. As a routine matter, the husband not only has no expectations about when or whether sex will happen but, as well, how far it will proceed when it does.As part of the transformation of the marriage, the wife may be scaling back her husband’s orgasms and, at the same time, increasing her own.How far can this go?Well, let us suppose that. You’re killing me with this.”“I am, aren’t I?” she answered devilishly. “Do it, darling.”I didn’t need to be asked again. My body was desperate for emancipation. My fingers wasted no time, moving purposely to recover the euphoria again. Soon, I was back in that blissful place. My entire body was spellbound by my own touch. “Ah yes!” I said, as my knees buckled again. The climax grew from deep within me, more intensely than the first two times. “Oh god,” I cried.“Mmmm. Hold it there darling. No. I had shown him several Polaroid pictures of my wife naked and bound an had talked in some detail about what I had done to her! Enough that I felt comfortable in telling him that his wife had hit on me!Now you have to remember that back in those days we were both young and horny as hell ! I was taking my girl out parking pretty much on a regular basis naked bound and blindfolded into the woods, plus I was a kinky and devious guy always experimenting and looking for interesting sexual. The sight of her backside framed by the curve of the suspender belt and the clear sight of her buttocks through the sheer material of her pants was doing terrible things to me. Somehow I managed to get my shoes and socks off without falling over and, once again, we embraced as I pushed my self against her. I watched my hands in the mirror moving down her back to clasp her buttocks once again and hold her close to me. This was getting to be too much and something would have to give very soon.We.