The breaking pointcame when my mother brought home a ball gown had worn at an awardsceremony and told him to wear it for his birthday party. As outrag...eousas her demand was, my father's resistance was an even bigger surprise toeverybody. This had infuriated my mother so much that she staged animpromptu, but nonetheless formal feat-of-strength, with both of mygrandmothers as referees. Not wanting to fight, my father hid in theirbedroom. My mother was adamant - when he came out she'd fight. I’m a sucker for a man with a sexy voice.We enjoyed each other when we could. We were not overthinking or over-demanding on each other’s lives. We kept it sexy and light, most of the time.Then one morning, I told John about some vacation time I had coming up in April and that I wasn’t sure what to do with it.He said, “Wendy, I could manage to be close to Las Vegas if you want to fly out there to see me?”I was very hesitant at first, yet I knew I was sexually attracted to him. I knew he wanted. "So, what would you like to do now?" I pushed my hips forward and mumbled. "What was that?" I pushed my hips forward again, and bucked her until her hips bounced off my pelvis. "Oh you want to fuck." I mumbled again. "No, I don't think we're going to do that." I groaned. "Didn't you say you can squirt?" I mumbled a third time, and then she removed the gag from my mouth. "How do I go about making you squirt?"I exhaled slowly. "You see the bondage gear I have? Take all four cuffs, the strap, and. ‘Are you hungry?’ I ask you ‘I’m starving daddy’ ‘Lets go order pizza’ you say I tell you to order the pizza and I hand you my cell phone with the number for Pizza Makers listed in speed dial. You order a Large Cheese Pizza I bin gin the pizza 40 minutes later. I set the pizza on the coffee table. ‘Dig in’ I say Some of the sauce drips onto your breast. ‘Hey sweetie come here’ I tell you ‘You got a little something on you’ I lick your breast ‘You spilt some’ I say smiling You moan and laugh ‘I.