She watched her husband drag his cock down her torso, over her stomach down her inner thighs, keeping it away from the place he knew she wanted it the... most. Liz strained her pussy up, trying to reach the head of his cock, but he always kept it just out of her reach. A sigh of frustration made Chris take his eyes from her clean shaven, dripping pussy and look up at his wife. A look of fear on her face told him that she knew she was in trouble. You never were one to just lie still and take it, he. I wondered what it might be for, and thought I'd just try it in the door of thespare bedroom you keep locked. Because, like you said, you keep all your important papers and yourfather's gun collection in there."He felt a flush of heat climbing his face. He could almost see the redness himself. The spare bedroom.The secure room. His satin room. The walk-in closet full of satin clothes and lingerie. The round bed inthe middle of the room, d****d in satin sheets. The mirrored walls and ceiling.His. She seemed almost scared of me. She was all suddenly conscious of the fact that in her current position I could see up the yellow sun dress she had selected for the morning. She quickly stood and straightened her dress and began to edge toward the door."Look Jon, this is all a great misunderstanding, I'll just leave you with your breakfast and..."I interrupted her."Sarah, be silent, and come here." I intoned in my new found voice.Sarah lowered her green eyes to the floor. A mental battle seemed. He really isn’t a very intelligent man. He did ask if I drove Mrs. Wallace around when she traveled, if she drove herself, or if she had someone else drive her. I told him that Mr. Wallace had always arranged their ground transportation.”“Okay, thank you,” said Gail. “Those are my only questions for right now.”“Anyone else?” Amanda asked of the assembled group. Everyone simply shook their heads in response.“Excellent report Jeannie, thank you. Please get some rest tonight. I won’t need you back.