Actually, four messages, three pictures, one text. The first showed a pair of calf-high bondage boots, the second a whip, the third a dog collar, and ...the text simply said: “In 30 minutes”. He groaned. Did his wife have to pick today to satisfy her dominatrix urge? But he knew better than to ignore his wife’s command. There would be hell to pay. Reluctantly, he closed his laptop, gathered his stuff and walked briskly to his car. Jumping a couple of red lights he entered his house with 5 minutes. Later I brought the topic, I tried to understand how close they both were. Realized they were just started talking over phone after engagement, nothing more happened between them.Finally I told ‘You are very lucky girl, imagine this happened after your marriage, how disastrous it would be, so just imagine that you are saved from an accident by luck’. That was the turning point for her. From then I could make out her change in voice, and we spoke another 20 minutes. Before dropping call I said. That devil, Millie, she thought. She's going to fuck Eric in the shower.When Eric walked into the bathroom and handed his aunt the soap, he made no move to leave. She pushed the shower curtain aside and wrinkled her nose."Waiting for an invitation?" she said.The boy grinned. "You bet." You're invited," she winked."Oh, boy!" Eric said as he stripped his clothes off.Millie left the shower curtain open and watched the boy undress as she soaped herself. She rubbed her lathered hands over her full. No time for Haley, his first real girlfriend. John had tried to console her, but her heart strings tied to Aaron were made of gold. She loved him, a little too much for him to handle, John thought. But he could never tell Haley that. She wouldn’t believe anything like that. She thought he loved her, maybe he did. So he called Stacey. After her manicure she and John hooked up. This time they went to her house. Stacey lead John to her bedroom, past her parents with the facade of tutoring, which.