I was a virgin when we started dating, and you’re the only man I’ve ever been with. I love you and our sex is great, but I have nothing with which...to compare it. Maybe it could be a lot better. I know some of the single girls at work really get off with some of the guys they date. The way they describe their orgasms and the intensity of them is amazing. I don’t have much to contribute to those conversations.”“You’re a chemist working at a large chemical company, not a teenager in a secretarial. He was a true horn dog.”“We were in the prime of our lives during the sixties and seventies when free love and swinging was very popular and we took full advantage of it.” Widow Smith said with sadness in her voice.Widow Smith fell silent and now had a faraway look in her eye. As I was fighting to get past her to turn the computer off I had been angry with her, not only for interrupting me, but catching me jerking off.Now I felt sorry for her and I reached out as I stepped toward her and hug. A three inch wide steel collar was locked around her neck. All she said was, ‘They’re heavy.’ ‘They’re meant to be,’ I replied. ‘Is this all?’ she asked. ‘Yes.’ She simply nodded. I was secretly impressed. ‘There is one thing more.’ She raised an eyebrow questioningly. ‘You will not be attending the dinner. You will be serving it.’ I waited until all the guests had arrived and were seated before I had her come out. Even to this blase and jaded group, her beauty was exceptional. And in chains. McGee's here" She said politely, then turned around with her nose in the air, and left, making Donald sigh in relief. George McGee was his lawyer, and they had some work to do on that real-estate contract. Donald wondered if he should ask George about getting that divorce, as he went out to see him. Patty fumed as she walked down the hall. Just being in the same room with Donald was enough to get her annoyed anymore. When she'd first married him, she'd dreamed of a life of wealth and social.