Then I thought about that girl. You know that one girl that just the thought of her makes you get ‘ideas’, at that moment I knew what I was gonna ...do for the next 3 hours. I went to the front door to make sure everyone was gone and my mom had not come back because she forgot something. Everyone was gone, the house was still and silent, yet a soft breeze made the house creek a little. I stood for a moment then turned down my hallway to go to my room. As I entered my room I thought about Elliot. A face like Naiomi Campbell but with the happiness of youth and the plumpness of youth. Her luscious lips enhanced by that pink tongue lightly skimming over them. Her eyea the colour of Onyx, slightly hooded from lust.She walks towards me smiling in that cat like way. The door closes behind me...I step back in reflex and her body anticipates and pinns mine to the door.Her face moves to miine and she whispers in my ear."I hope you have had a goods night sleep becuase dont think you'll be. Whether he was telling me the truth or just relaying back what Miss Loretta had told him to say, I could not tell, but he seemed genuine enough, and since I did need the training, I had little choice but to take him at his word.Loretta led me through a variety of different instruments and procedures, from simple hand spankings to paddles, belts, hair brushes, wooden spoons and a few other, more exotic, devices that I was certain would never become a part of my arsenal. She taught me about welts. Taste your wife’s cunt and juice.”I come forward, preceded by my cock which is sticking straight out in front of me, and obediently suck his fingers into my mouth. For the first time, I taste my wife. She tastes slightly salty and sweet and creamy at the same time. My cock is dripping precum.“Well, what do you think?”“Tony, she tastes delicious.”“Juan, it is customary to thank the man who pleasures your wife.”“Thank you, Tony. Thank you for pleasuring Irene for me.”“Go back and sit down and.