I had on a flimsy nightgown and nothing else. Since he was naked in bed, I thought I may as well be too.He must have thought I was mom. He cuddled up ...to me. I could feel his hardness growing. His hand cupped my breast, which at the time, was about the same size as my mom's. It felt good. He tweaked and pinched my nipples. As you know, that really turns me on. I was becoming very wet.I reached my hand down and felt his growing penis. I started rubbing it. He rolled onto his back and gave a. " Anytime," he echoes. "I just want you to try it, to see you with it on. That's all." I'll put it on," I tell him, because to allow him that would be too much for the moment. It's jewelry, that's what I'm saying, only that and nothing more.I hand him the box and lift the collar to my neck. It's thin, but not too much, and a little stiff with newness. But I like it. I put it on by touch, sliding the end through the little buckle until it fits comfortably. I make sure the tag is facing the right. “They look good to me,” he smiled, “assuming you let me out again.” Hannah giggled, “Please take off your shirt and lie on the floor with your hands behind your back, please,” Tom was amused by the politeness of her request and by the way she struggled to lock the cuffs around his wrists. Although by the time she’s finished she’d locked and double locked the cuffs very tightly around his wrists. She then secured one foot cuff before passing the chain around the handcuffs and back on to his. Minutes later, he returns to the garage. He comes back into the house and turns the TV to the weather channel. He finds it’s going to be bad weather all day long, so he puts his boat back in the garage, quietly undresses and slips back into bed. There he cuddles up to his wife’s back, now with a different anticipation, and whispers, “The weather out there is terrible.”To which she sleepily replies, “Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that shit?”This one is compliments of.