I’d say most of them were either coupled up with another girl or kind of butchy. Butchy does nothing for either of us, at all.Marla’s eyes did see...a nice girl. The girl walked over. And a hopeful conversation started but moments later she was introducing the girl that had come up behind and startled her as girlfriend.After a few glasses of wine later, four to be exact, Marla’s sexuality started kicking into overdrive. She started to get very touchy feely with me. She started stroking my crotch. Sam put his arm around her and said, "I love you, Ellen, but you are going to start acting like a lady."Ellen turned her head to him and sobbed into his chest.Later as we were snuggling in bed, I asked Millie and Lettie if they thought that had done any good."We'll see," Millie said. "I know I wouldn't want that happening to me." I wouldn't either." Lettie agreed."Well, I know how to keep my wives in line then," I teased.Millie giggled, but Lettie looked serious. After a minute she asked, "Do. Lucas had left her in charge of things many times when he’d travel with me. With her new status as a ‘wife, ‘ neither Lucas nor I thought she should continue in the bodyguard role, at least as a primary responsibility. Consequently, with my enthusiastic blessing and her enthusiastic acceptance, he’d moved her to the new position as Director of North American Corporate Security.In that role, she took over security and protection for all of our sites. As part of the job she became the manager of. Ray learned quickly what I liked, what I didn’t like and gave me both in full measure!I lost count of my orgasms. Ray controlled each one. He would have me so close, then slow down, back up and push me over the edge when he wanted, not when I needed it. Sometimes I begged him for my release! The result was that each orgasm was explosive, like a wave crashing on a shore that left me moaning and shaking. When John and I made love, my orgasms were more like a gentle, pleasant swell rolling onto a.