"Sometimes, but it's always worth it."I settled back and it finally dawned on me that the dining table was fully laid out with plates and serving uten...ils. Platters of food were probably under the silver domes that dotted the table. I raised an eyebrow at Gretchen. "We're eating in and dressing up at the same time? What gives?" It's a surprise," she said with a smile. "Just go with it." She raised her voice. "Trish! We're all waiting for you."The door to Keven and Sandy's bedroom opened and. You'll need to come to get it off, unless Ipull it really tight, and then you'll need surgical scissors." sheexplained. "Now, let's see. Where were we? Oh, yes, you were about tosee mine. But, I can't take off the dress with only one hand. How aboutyou do it for me."I unhooked the two straps that held the dress on, and gently, withoutpulling too far away from her, removed her dress. Underneath she had ona wrap-around strapless bra and a pair of panties. A visible bulge wasin her panties. "Take. He was a thing, a maid, a servant. An object. "It." Even hisface was a picture of bland, boring, utter disinterest. Aside from issuinghim a few succinct orders each day, I never talked to him anymore.I could not divorce him; the legalities and economics would have disruptedmy comfort. But our joint investments and savings plus my salary couldpermit me to enjoy the pleasure-filled life I had increasingly wanted.Be assured that I never considered having him put down or thrown into abrothel in. Ken now gently pinched Derek's earlobe between his teeth, beforereleasing it and nibbling on his neck as he forced Derek back furtheruntil he was completely lying down on the couch, now with Ken on top ofhim. He struggled to move, releasing his fingers from Ken's as he triedto push his body back, but was confined by the armrest now at the end ofthe couch, and the weight of Ken's thick frame."Ken, no," Squealed Derek, reacting quickly as he grabbed Ken's freehand which was now moving up his.