But the thoughts I have been having do not include him in my future sexual plans. This is a typical evening in the Evens household. MK my loving husba...d is sitting in his favorite chair reading his paper and will soon put it down and start reading the book he has been working on.My son ajay is at the desk in the corner studying for an up and coming test. College has not been easy for him. But much to my surprise he really is doing well. Hard work pays off in his case. I am savi the loving wife. I was proud to hold her hand. We had received a program and I noticed that there were two congregational songs to sing.The program started with one of the congregational songs. It was “O Come, O Come, Emanuel,” which I liked. I sang and listened to Gail’s beautiful voice. After a prayer, we sat down and she took my hand again.I pulled my hand away gently and put my arm around her pulling her close to me. She sighed happily. She snuggled a little tighter when I kissed her forehead. We watched. “Helllooo”, I say coming out more as a moan then my voice.He gives me a funny look and turns to you to say his goodbyes. After he leaves you turn your attention to me and watch me carefully for the signs that I am going to orgasm. I can feel it building inside me and am trying to hold it back. I don’t want to cum in front of all these people!“Please Christian, not here!” I beg.You don’t give in; instead you turn the vibrator on to its max and watch as my eyes fly open. I take the napkin that is. I couldn't tear my gaze from them. The look on his face was of sheer determination, of such concentrated conviction, that I almost gasped as I drew breath.Without looking down to his hands, I knew he was holding things. I was afraid to look. I was getting scared. I moaned softly as I exhaled. The skin down my arms prickled. Submit!"Paul, can you give me a hand here?" my Master asked."Sure," came Paul's reply and his footsteps approached me."Let's get her off here. Take off her nipple clamps.