In between all of these other happenings, there had still been the garden to take care of. Both Emer and Fand were impressed with the garden and my wi...es' collection of herbs and dried plants. I had also been working on my study of Magic during this leisure period. At least there had been leisure for me. My poor wives wouldn't agree with that statement, as busy as they were.Towards the end of June, I brought up two more things that needed attention to my wives. The first was the more imperative. My thoughts were interrupted as I felt him remove the rope that had secured my hands before turning me around and lifting me up onto what I could only conceive was a table. My lover then secured both my ankles to the legs with more rope before slowly pushing me back onto the table. I realized then it was more of a bench as my head hung from the other end. Taking my hands in his he places them on my still bound breasts, ordering me to squeeze and caress them. I do so, marveling at how firm and. I just didn’t tell you because I enjoyed pleasing you so much. You’re still in slight shock, but too hot to stop now, and press on with my desires. Untying your skirt, and letting it fall to the floor. I help you peal off your top and give it a fling. Your beautiful body standing there in front of me with a ‘take me’ look in your eyes. We kiss while you undress me and let my pants fall to the floor. You can hear me shrugging them off one leg at a time. Spinning around you and leaning you. “Alright then,” Lynette excitedly said, “Let’s run through it here a few times, so I can hear you sing it. That will also help me get a feel of what to do with it tonight ... at home.” Before I could say another word, Lynette’s fingers quickly jumped back to life on the piano keys. I easily followed her playing and effortlessly sang this killer Van Halen song.When we finished the first part of the song, Lynette stopped playing before, “Miss a beat“. She turned and hugged me as tight as she.