”Sam nodded,“So it is just for show, nothing else happens?”Steve paused and Sam looked up at him again, her look rather hard for Steve to read,�...�Well…nothing apart from just for show happens without her consent.”Sam’s smile spoke volumes of what she deducted from the pause, Steve felt that she knew, but she returned her gaze to the pad and kept writing, when she was done; she slid the pad over to Steve.“Read it through, it is a rough draft, but as it stands there, it will be a legal. But I was left with a doubt, did he just masturbate me? Would he have blown me? It's something I had to know.I close the program, turn off the PC and go back to the kitchen, drink half a glass of orange juice and an ibuprofen for the headache that I took out of the medicine cabinet. I take two and a glass of juice for Maru who could wake up at any moment.Indeed me entering the room and Maru waking up, complaining about the light and the headache. She smiles as her husband meets her and brings. She continued to splash him playfully and when he tried to grab her, she dodged away nimbly, giggling, then splashed him from a new position. ‘Oh, so we’re gonna play rough, hmm?’ he commented, stepping closer to her. He’d already begun to stiffen from just observing her play. There was a feeling a bit like guilt in his head as he watched her. Maybe like breaking a taboo. Yes, she was a grown woman, but her small body, her enthusiasm, her lack of any false pretense and her sheer joy romping in. Again, I wondered if a serious drinking session might loosen their inhibitions. Planning would again be important.Christmas was coming and we were busy. It was certainly an ideal time for parties but everyone was occupied with partners. I called the gay guy and he was up for it any time. When I mentioned the other guys he was even more up for it. The young lad at the party whom I sucked off also seemed keen but as he had a girlfriend only had about three nights free in December. Graeme’s.