She's not looking at me though. It's the worst prepared apology and pleading ever. I put my hand on hers and give it a brief squeeze, "Danielle, it's ...ine, stop. I've spoken to the shop and it will be fixed in a day. And as for your husband, don't worry, it's our secret. And the wine? Well, that's definitely our secret. Now finish your gin and we'll see how it tastes."I down the rest of my drink and walk past her inside to get the wine and a couple of glasses. She's visibly more relaxed as she. She was enjoying catching both Chris and Vanessa looking at her body and showing off and teasing them. She was so happy that she wore sunglasses. She was able to watch both of them discretely as they pulled up to their dorm room building. Suzie was sandwiched between Vanessa and Chris as they helped her out of the truck. She placed an arm over each of their shoulders while their arms went around her back, both resting gently on her hips and the top of her ass. They were helping her thru the. We've been working with 'real-life' fantasiesfor the past few weeks, right?" Right. Where is this going?" When you talk about women, you say how beautiful they are. But youspend as much if not more time focusing on their clothing than them. Doyou remember what we ended last session with?" The woman on the stairs." Yes, the woman on the stairs. You told me she was wearing," as shelooked at her notes, "a white short-sleeved top, full pink print skirtand white heels." I remember." I hate to keep. !’ The wave of pleasure peaked through her as she came, the feel of him pumping deep, his teeth and hands marking her tender sweat soaked skin, her high heeled shoes hitting the front of the counter trying to find purchase as he continued his single minded pounding of her body. ‘Hunhhhhhh….!’ His own shout of release came as he spilled his hot sperm into her, his strong hands holding her still as his own orgasm pulled at the centre of his soul, ripping out the pleasure from his groin with hot.