As we talked Sophie begannibbling on Trent’s ear and kissing his neck, she wasalso running her hand across his chest. My wife, who isnormally ul...ra-conservative, surprised the hell out ofme by giggling and doing the same thing to me. Trent and I kept chatting conversationally as the womencontinued to absently run their hands over us and kissour necks, My cock was as hard as a rock under theblanket and I imagine Trent’s was as well, after a fewmoments of this, Sophie made a show of. I now had just 11 minutes left to deal with my newdiscipline collar, which frankly scared the hell out of me.I left two of the green padlocks parked on the stool next to me as Ilooked into the mirror and held the collar to my neck for a dry fit. Ihad to raise up my chin just to hold it in place. Thank goodnessMistress didn't tell me to wear the collar all night! I was afraid ofspending longer periods of time in this thing. It made swallowingdifficult, and trying to turn my neck more than a few. He groaned that he was going to cum so I held mine back as much as I could. Then I couldn’t hold back any longer. The slight tingle turned into full blown contractions. My pussy throbbed and my legs shook. I couldn’t stop screaming. The feeling was insurmountable. Added with his cock thrusting and throbbing in me at the same time, it was the most intense orgasm I had in a long time. We hopped in the shower together and washed the filth off each other. He then explained that he was only in town. I’d gotten a call from The Bitch, the manager of the restaurant. I either showed up for work or she’d have to replace me. I’d been very busy in the few days I’d been back. Moving out of my apartment and into what was now my house. Moving back into what had been my room when I’d lived with Grams had felt strange but I couldn’t bring myself to even enter her bedroom yet. Every time I entered a room I expected to see Grams. Every morning I woke up I expected to hear Grams rattling pots and pans in.