When we were alone that was all she talked about and finally she showed up before we were supposed to go out with some friends carrying a Pet Smart ba... and pulled out a soft, black, leather dog color with inlaid red bone designs and a matching leash. She begged me to put it on her and to cal our friends and RSVP in the no to dinner that night. I capitulated, and she was naked on her knees before I could hang up; the color and leash held out to me with her palms up and a hug smile on her. Alimony and child support allowed her to live a life of ease which she took full advantage of. Freed of the social constraints that being a banker’s wife imposed on her she launched herself and her daughters into a Bohemian lifestyle. JoAnne routinely had a boyfriend a decade or more her junior though none seemed to last long. And she had no problem with her daughters having over night visitors. This resulted in her laying in bed many nights listening to Bill fuck her eldest, Sarah, to a fair. Small bites and scratches down his back. I have trained him to please only me. To want only me. A deep hard thrust turns me into something i have been waiting to unleash. I roll over on top of him and tie his hands to the bed post. His eyes shine with lust. I love the bond that we have. That only we can have. I straddle his member and tighten my pussy as if Im pulling him in deeper. I grind slowly as i look into his eyes. Like Im looking into his soul and smiling at he person he used to be.. To dress or undress me became a crucial part of our lovemaking. I loved the building anticipation, the slow ceremony of removal, the gradual baring of flesh to the caress of fingers, or lips, or tools of discipline, because after my breakthrough, our lovemaking took on a much broader palette. There were still the times when only the hardest core would do. When the black dog of depression dragged me down, as it still did occasionally, then Margaret relished stringing me up in the punishment shed.