After getting dressed, she padded barefooted to the kitchen to get a drink of water. This allowed her to kill time until she was sure Cathy would be o...ut of the shower and dressed.Laura’s soft knock on the door of the master bedroom was tentative and unsure. This was Rob and Cathy’s domain. The privacy that was associated with somebody’s bedroom was something Laura respected since childhood. As a child, she seldom had the privilege to venture inside her parents’ bedroom but she was never. Fran turned up the music, loud enough to cover any little sounds I might make. She started to tease Jerome, and stroke his cock, which was quickly stiffening to her touch. It did feel very weird, watching another woman fondling my husband so intimately, though I realised that in a strange way, thinking about it was actually worse than seeing it. Also, I now liked Fran enormously, and had long since become reconciled to their relationship. Besides that, being the voyeur started to get to me too.. There was only one light on in the room. Controlling an urge to jump into the bed and hide under the covers, Barbara came to the side of the bed closest to Steve, stood up straight and put her shoulders back.“Master, may I share your bed tonight?” she asked softly. “My body is clean and sweet-smelling,” she added, “and it’s quite supple. I can mold mine to yours to try to keep you warm, sir. It’s expected to be a very cold night tonight.”When he just pulled back the covers on her side, she ran. The planned party with my friends became a kiss on the cheek and a murmured “happy birthday sweetheart”. The news on the propeller wasn't good; it was going to have to be ordered directly from the manufacturer, some place on the other side of the world. My mother was gone, died two years earlier, so there was no one at home waiting, it was summer so I didn't have to be in college. Dad had a girlfriend and I was dating Chris but we weren’t so entangled with them to cause undue stress. If I could.