Then Ronnie propped her hands on her elbows and watched her fingers as she fiddled with them. Smiling confidentially she went on, "Well, personally, I...was at work today acting silly and crazy, celebrating the first orgasm that another person actually *gave* me. And the folks at work just stared at me. It's terrible, I don't know anybody there well enough to blab it to. Know what I mean? My first." Her eyes watched me, waiting.Like an idiot, I stared at her. The best I knew to do with such a. We locked eyes for a full three seconds, both of us too shocked to move or say anything. Paula was the first to break the silence. Liam, can you give me a minute? Just wait in the kitchen, Ill be out in a second. I gulped softly and nodded. I turned around, walked to the kitchen and waited. After a couple minutes, Paula came out. She had an odd smile on her face and her eyes had that glazed look in them from her medication. Walking up to me, she began to speak Alright honey, she said softly,. Even though she was worth millions due to her father’s wealth and he was the primary breadwinner for the family. James looked his wife in the eye, and uttered the word no for the first time in ages. Sheila’s eyes widened in surprise. Rising from her seat, she told him sooner or later she would get her way. This wasn’t over. Then she retired to her chambers. James sipped on a cup of red wine, wondering how in hell things could go so wrong so quickly. And who did his wife think she was? James. An idea comes into my mind that I have thought about previously, but dismissed through lack of courage.I take another sip of wine and think… fuck it, you only live once…“So… I’ve got this idea…” I begin, my heart pounding as I speak.He listens intently as I remind him of a conversation we once had about how I have wanted to have some erotic, boudoir-style photos taken for a long time, but how I have never had enough confidence to get naked in front of a photographer. He smiles as he says he.