Kelly: Ok he’s in his room let’s go!We both ran quickly to Kelly’s room and shut the door. I laid down on the bed and watched Kelly get dressed,...once I heard john get into the shower I kissed Kelly and headed out before anyone else came home. Over the next two or three weeks me and Kelly had sex probably about 8 to 10 times, and each time was better than the last. One time we did it in her parent’s bed, another time we fucked on the trampoline in her backyard and even in the pool a couple days. "Well, boys" Wilma said. Where do we go from here?"And they began to talk. And talk. And talk. All sorts of scenarioswere considered and discussed, and finally they made some decisions andconclusions.What was decided that each person was to try to curb their emotions.Damp down the fire, the excitement. Something new always seemedexciting. Neither family would be broken up. Each couple would stay intheir respective marriage, and to the outside world nothing would bechanged, except of course. I felt like asking her out, but I hesitated. When our lesson approached its end, we headed back to the airport, signaled the tower and made our landing. We said our good-byes and parted ways.Once again Jill occupied my mind the whole week. Whether I was at work or at home, she was all I could think about. Come Saturday, I had to ask her out. Saturday arrived and once again I arrived early at the airport to maximize my time spent with Jill. Jill was there hanging out by the plane as usual. She. “Get up fully on the bed slave…NOW!” I quickly scramble on the bed quivering and crying. “Lay on your belly…NOW!” I roll over not knowing what will come next and not wanting to anger you. You crawl up behind me on the bed and I hear you fumbling with something and am curious but dare not look to see what you are doing and I hear it, the sound of the oil opening, then I know what is to come next, what is to be my punishment. I can hear you replacing the oil onto the bedside table and then there.