Marilyn had, as usual, left the light on which supplemented the faint, winter daylight from the frosted bedroom window. He could see everything.George...Smart was stretched out flat on his back on the waterbed, his eyes tightly shut. Marilyn, nude and beautiful, was kneeling next to the mattress. Her tits were big and round and glistened in the bright light. It looked as though she had been rubbing them with oil. What kind of games were they playing in addition to plain, old-fashioned adulterous. "No," said Laura in a lower voice. "I doubt you would be inclined to give it even if I asked. I simply want the courtesy of being informed when you make changes to my staff."Laura tried not to appear deflated. Compensation was exactly what had been on her mind when she had first entered the room. She could have taken what had just happened as a sign that he could not alter her perceptions with the same ease as the others, but it was the first time anyone had succeeded in getting into her head. She straightened and turned around. My cock was standing proud from my fly, and she smiled."I THOUGHT you were working HARD." she said with a grin. "Maybe I can help with that." and she knelt in front of me and grasped the rigid shaft in her hand. Before I could object, which I wasn't going to anyway, she pulled the foreskin all the way back and started to lick my shaft, up and down; swirling her tongue on the little strap of skin on the underside of my head. I just leaned back and watched, and. At the soundof approaching voices I began to beg Marie to stop this. Through theframe I saw two female forms one wore a satin corset, a matching panty,sheer stockings, and long black gloves. The other wore only a garterbeltand sheer stockings. From the less clothed woman came Marie's voice."Jerry I have a special treat for you, a fig, for your pink littlepucker. Serena is going to spank me and I'm going to pass along eachswat. Whichever one of us says the safe phrase first has to go toSerena's.