" I begged over and over for her to let me cum. I was brought to a completely devastating orgasm at the hands of my wife, as she coaxed me on. . She r...leased me and we went to bed. I was exhausted and fell right to sleep.The following night, Lynn told me things would be different. I would have a special treat, maybe even get to watch. She led me to the bedroom and convinced me to sit on the chair and cuffed my hands behind me. This time, I was sitting on two pillows side by side on the chair. I bent over to lift the chair and all of a sudden my shorts got jerked down. I jumped, turned around and found my GMIL stark naked. I couldn't believe it the old bitch was in her late seventies if not 80. Her tits were really saggy, with nipples pointing at the floor. Her gray bush was in stark contrast to her jet black dyed hair. She told me my MIL had told her all about us, and said if she didn't get what my MIL got she would expose us at the next family outing. I knew the old bitch would do. “Sure,” I answered and she fell into a short introductory speech which she must’ve said a thousand times before until she introduced me: “Today, my guest is an independent writer of erotica for women. Welcome Kathrin Pissinger.” She gave them the pen name Novella must’ve told her and then asked, just to be sure: “Kathrin, is it Kat-reen or Cat-rien?”I shrugged. “You can call me Suzie,” I answered.“Suzie?” she repeated, puzzled. “Yeah,” I said. “My real name’s Giovanna, but everyone calls me. ” Once again, Tracy was telling Teresa the truth, it has been a long time and maybe she was right. Teresa came to the realization that she has not really been happy since she graduated college and entered the fashion industry. It has been fight since then and she has not been happy at all. Maybe it was time for a change as she gazed into the panoramic photo from New Mexico. The next day in a meeting in a Madison Avenue office in NY, Jeremy was pontificating as usual. Teresa could not take it.