He has a sleigh, and Clydesdales or something, like that beer commercial." Beer commercial? You're watching beer commercials now?" Greg teased her. "W...at's next?"She wasn't amused. "Very funny."The woman returned a few moments later. "Is there anything else I can get you two?" No, but the drink was the best ever!" Greg exclaimed."It was awesome, thanks so much," Janice chimed in.The woman was smiling widely as she collected the mugs, only too happy to see to their comfort. Janice was still. There’d be much briefer affairs like with Cassandra, his publisher, which lasted a few months, and they got together no more than once a week before she met another man, cuckolding her husband a lot more openly. Others would follow. Women who needed to be loved. To be appreciated. To have really great sex. And would move on and expect it from their next lover.Over the next ten years, both Joe and Eddie sustained their success, though Eddie’s was more with his concerts than his albums. Only a. We need to lose the briefs.”“Oh,. duh...” She slid them down her legs and placed them on the foot of the bed.“I’m going to put some surgical lube on your bottom. Just relax.”Spreading her cheeks I regarded her delightful pucker. I figured this was a good way to introduce her to having objects inserted into her bottom. With lube on my finger I spread it on her anus and then worked some into her anal canal. “Feels kinda cold,” she said.“Yeah, it can feel that way.” Then I smeared some on bulb’s. She tapped her fingernail directly on my spot, causing me to jump in my chains.“And how much of you do I own baby?” she asked again.“All of me mistress. All of me,” I repeated.“Mmmm,” she murmured and then I felt her hands, now wet with some kind of lubricant, begin to massage my most sensitive spot. Slowly and insistently they worked on me. Rubbing, pushing, kneading. At first, it felt very awkward. I felt so exposed and vulnerable chained naked and having that particular spot touched so.