He used his tongue on me like no one had ever. I could feel my orgasm growing closer but I let him continue. I waited until i was on the verge and sto...ppped him. I needed to taste his cock some more. I laid him down and continued on him as I had before. I couldn’t wait t o taste him yet I wanted this to continue all day. I was his to command and he knew it. He once again told me he was getting close as I stroked him and I asked him if he wanted to cum. He answered yes and I immediately took him. After a long silence and some quiet thinking, my wife Sumi said, “You should have told me this earlier.”I replied, “What could I do? The Brigadier asked me not to reveal any of this to you. He made me swear. He was scared that if I told you what had happened, you would break all relations with him.”My answer made her think seriously. She said, “It was foolish of him to think that way. After all, our relationship means more than a stupid thing like that.”She then turned to me and asked, “Are you. Darynn reached out and pulled her close, pushing up the cuff on her left sleeve, exposing her wrist. He knew she was watching as he lowered his head and kissed her wrist, gently. The taste of her skin was unlike anything he had ever tasted. It was salty, like the skin of men, but it was a different quality from any salt or sweat he had known with men. He could not even begin to place the differences.She stood, silently, while he reached out and untied the bows that held her tunic closed in the. She thought for a minute. "Why not."We had a fun night and Danni was a charming 8-year-old, cheerful and innocent and funny, reminded me of my own girls at that sweet age. Which left me all that much more bummed when Vicki brought the evening to an end with a finality that left no room for, uh, why don't I stick around while you put her to bed and then we can have a nightcap.Back to work and we were all chummy as we could be, so it wasn't that I had turned her off in some way ... I didn't.