Maybe that's why I don't feel that twinge of jealousy anymore. I know how much he loves me and I have no trouble now separating sex and love. You can'... fuck as many guys as I have lately and not be able to make that distinction.I kissed him again. I can still taste Madison on his lips and I'm surprised by how much that excites me. I licked his lips and said, "I love it that you were worried about me. Now don't. We've had this talk before. I love you and I know that when you stick your dick into. I was at a serious disadvantage and couldn't think my way out of it.I stumbled back to the back wall and slumped against it. Now I was really getting pissed. Or pouty. Or both. Something. I wanted to say some things that were clear--perfectly clear in my mind of course--but knew I couldn't get the words to come out right so I just clamped my mouth shut. We found our way to the room and the driver demanded the key from me. I had a hard time finding it so the two of them began laughingly and. I try to get them out. I hear the front door bell. "I will be right back, don't go anywhere." He says with a laugh. I start to shake. What if it is someone I know? What if they come back into this room and see me tied like this? I feel myself getting wetter. Suddenly the clerk is back. "It's okay, it is just Jackie. He is going to be working in the back room. Oh sweetie, your husband would just love this. He pulls a collar off the shelf. It's a heavy thick black collar with several d-rings on. I viewed my sister’s bedroom from my spyhole above the closet door.My sister was listlessly standing totally naked waiting for the new maid Molly to dress her in her sleeping shirt and her lace edged bloomers underneath for modesty’s sake.I saw the maid dip her hands into the rose flavored skin cream telling my sister that her skin was far too dry for comfortable sleeping and started to paint her skin starting at her hairline with the gooey cream using her soft delicate hands.My sister was.