After everything that happened with Chris. How are you going to tell him, Jill? When are you going to tell him?”I looked at Jill’s face on the scr...een, even on the small screen her hesitation and doubt as clear as day. Again my world slowed to a glacial crawl as I waited to hear Jill’s words, wondering what new horror or pain they might bring. Wanting her words to arrive quickly to put me out of my misery, at the same time wanting them to never arrive lest the pain they held would be too much. But neither of them seemed to notice. “I think you may have enjoyed this a bit more than either you or I had anticipated,” he saidwith a grin. Susan acknowledged that she’d had. She blushed a bit, at acknowledging her climax. Peter scooted the small metal stool on its wheels to the foot of the table. Susan, raising her head a bit, could see him between her opened legs. He took the bulb that held the inflated device in her backside, and turning the screw, deflated the instrument. They talked. Theystarted chatting and making crude sexy jokes and havinga good time. Within half an hour, all beer in thefridge was finished and Kala asked me to go and buysome more from the store. I was reluctant to leave themalone in the house but had no choice. Just outside Iremembered that my wife had stacked some beer crates inthe garage so I went to the garage to get the beers. Ittook me about 10 minutes to remove the stacks and I gotinside the house from the door connecting the garageand the. I walked upstairs, my mind trying to decide if I should get changed now or just get online and try to find the sissy video I’d only ever found once before. I opened the bedroom door, and there on the bedside table was one of our small buttplugs. We had a few sex toys, normally me pestering Katie to try new things. Hinting to try fetish related sex, and she generally paid lip service or we’d have 5 minutes of fun before the toy went away for a long time. She never led the way, it was always me.