The sex kept getting better too, as we three learned new ways to bring greater pleasure to each other. Delilah was a master at subtle techniques to en...ance and intensify our sensual responses.To express my satisfaction with the way our little arrangement was working out, I went to a friend who dealt in wholesale autos and purchased a pair of used Mustangs. They were both three years old, and had less than twenty thousand miles on each odometer. The cars had been part of a corporate executive. Your hand reaches out, touching her little lock.She takes your hand and leads you to the bathroom. The huge tub is filled, hot water almost entirely covered with the leaves of roses. She helps you slip in. Your body can hardly move. The hot water and the upward pressure, temporarily relieving you from your own weight is a blessing. Her gentle hands start to wash you, softly, carefully, tracing the welts and bruises with intense softness as if she wants to draw the pain out with her fingers.. That she had to get home so her father wouldn't worry about her. She was a grown woman, an adult, but he refused to listen. He just ignored her as if he was wearing big, invisible earplugs that could shut out anything; even the blast of an atomic bomb.Ken sat on his sofa, taking in Marta; his eyes slowly caressing every fantastic feature of her. The slim delicate ankles, the firm, shapely calves, her thighs, the treasure that was hidden behind the short denim skirt she was wearing, the. ”“Do you expect me to believe that? Do you seriously believe that?” Tegan sighed.“Honestly? That’s all I wanted from you. If, over the natural course of the evening things went a bit further, I would be ok with that – if you were.”“So you admit you’re open to the possibility of more happening, you considered it.”“If it happened organically.”“You know how manipulative that sounds, right?”“Look, poker night is going ahead anyway. What I said was true: we can’t use Jayden’s place, I volunteered.