Owner. That thought was bleak and brought a quick flash of temper. I had been owned by my husband. Expected to do as he wished when he wished without ... thought of my own well being. I was dressed as he had wanted, to show off for his business associates, trotted out like the good, dutiful wife I was supposed to be and then just as easily discarded when he wanted a distraction and ran off to be with one of his numerous girlfriends. I had been owned until I had broken free, made demands of my own. I lightly taped on the bathroom door, come in, she said. She was setting at her makeup table putting on her war paint. She had a bathrobe on so I couldn't see anything , I brought you some coffee I said and sat it down . She thanked me and told me to get...she hates for me to watch her getting ready. She said it's more exciting for me NOT to know whats under her cloths. And she is right. I was setting at the kitchen table sipping my coffee and reading about what happned last night in the paper. Both Of them gently massaged my thighs and pulled my thighs open. Both started caressing my pussy lips with fingers. Involuntarily I opened my thighs wide.Vinay told me to relax and asked Vikas to get ready for action. I did not want to close my eyes for I feared the dream might suddenly vanish and I may get up horny and start masturbating. Before Vikas could even get up I found some body kissing my pussy.I gave shout and looked between my thighs and saw beaming face of Jaya.“Happy birth day,. Her juices flowed out, running down my hand and along the inside of her thighs down to her ass. I ran my wet finger up and down just inside her swollen lips and she trembled. “Oh God,” she cried. I slowed down to make sure that she would not get too excited too soon. “Don’t stop,” she cried. My slowing down and then speeding up again went on for several minutes. She begged me to let her cum, needing some release. Gail eventually accepted that she was not the one in control. At that moment,.