"Honey! NO! You can't! The guys will kill me!" Oh, don't worry dear. No one will ever know, and we can burn the tape andthe other two copies if you co...-operate today."I knew that I was at her mercy. I could only agree and go along with whatevershe had planned. "Yes, I will do whatever you want." My head hung low inshame. My wife put her hand under my chin and raised my head up so she couldlook into my eyes. She had a big smile on her face and kissed me slowly on mylips. I knew that I had made. Of course, life is rarely that obliging. Luckily, everything that didcome up was fairly routine. She had little training or guidance fromthe company for such things, but she had been going to theaters mostof her life, and seen a lot of things. Mostly, it was situationswhich called for approval of standard actions. Even if she got itwrong, it was nothing earthshaking. She placated angry or upsetcustomers, authorized refunds and replacements, and generally playedmanager. Mandy arrived, with two. Mary withdrew her hand and Beth immediately replaced it with her own. It didn't take long for me to get hard again but it was still tender and Beth was being so forceful that I started to wilt. Beth noticed immediately and asked plaintively, "What's the matter? Am I not doing it right?"Helen came to my rescue. "Honey, the head of a guy's penis gets very tender just after he comes. This is like your clit being sensitive after you come." But I wanted to suck his cock too." You get to have him. This, she knows. And this, she uses. You've known her for months and owned her for a single day, but she learns fast, both how to please you and how to play you, just a little, just to even it up some. But it's not even. Not even close. She's getting wetter by the second and you can tell it's getting harder for her not to beg you for anything you want to give her. Your fingers are slow and steady inside her - thumb scraping the underside of her clit with every stroke - and you know how.