I started to put the dishes in the dish washer when I heard you enter you were carrying grocery bags, ?what are you doing?? You said abruptly, I turne... to look at you, confused but I did not respond. You picked up a dish from the dishwasher, ?you do not get the privilege of using this machine, wash them with your hands,? you handed me the dish. ?Yes Master,? I responded as I started to do them by hand. * * * * *As I watched you put away the groceries I saw a box of. Naturally it had to be a slower song andI immediately felt weird when he put his arm on my waist and startedleading me around."This is kind of weird, isn't it?" he asked after seeing my reaction."Yeah," I replied and found myself laughing. Even if it was weird there wassomething natural about it. I had known Ethan for a long time. We had beenbest friends for almost as long as I had been alive. And I was comfortablewith him. He was my friend and I knew for the first time that night that Iwas. She moved and he snorted, his hand closing tighter on her breast. Then, Claire heard his breathing cease, and there were two tentative little squeezes, as he realized just where his hand was, and what it was cupping.The hand darted away from her and he lifted his head."I'm so sorry." he whispered.Claire had just remembered what she had seen and heard the night before. Her children, making love."It was an accident." she whispered back. "Don't worry about it."Chuck rolled away from her and out of. I told him I had to ask you first.” “Are you interested?” I asked-my heart starting to beat real fast. My wife rolled her eyes, smiled, blushed... “This time yes.”Soooo, we leave the lounge and go to our van which is parked in the far end of the lot in a dark area (just in case something like this ever came up...a mutual fantasy of ours for years). In the past after coming back to our van in this spot, we would pretend I was some guy she had just picked up and she would give me a blowjob.Now,.