Her tits, leaking slightly, flinched under my touch.My hands danced and flitted over her torso, gliding over her belly button, neatly popped to the su...rface by her bump. I twisted my fingers through her mass of pubic curls. Unshaved: so very sexy.I could wait no longer, and laid her gently onto the bed: treating her with the utmost respect as my lips kissed the inside of her thigh, travelling up her leg to her musky crotch. Her aroma tickled my senses, my nose buried into her cunt as my tongue. Truth is, I rarely saw my wife too. I became “The Fireman” for our technology group and when issues arose and systems crashed down hard, it was nothing for me to work 80 hour weeks. So, somewhere along the line, “The Bitch” found out that her gynecologist liked examining her a lot and the next thing I know… I am single and pretty much friendless, 1200 miles from home. Mom called to check on me and after I had updated her on the divorce proceedings, she gave me a run down on her and Dad’s. She needs to remember this day.”“It looks like she will. I hadn’t realised — I thought we were playing a game.”“You were. She wasn’t.”Mistress smiled. “I hope you have learned something Andrew. I like you and I find your problem interesting. Take Marsha home now, visit your suffering wife and think for two days. If you wish to learn more from me, then come in two days. You may then be my slave... or perhaps my apprentice... for a short while. You must, of course, visit your wife every day. You. A close call nearly ended Greg Nolan for good. Greg had upset a high-ranking politician over the cost of a women. The politician was going to go public and was going to the Prime Minister himself.Ronald Graves then stepped in to solve the problem and in a move that joined him and Greg Nolan at the hip, the politician was found dead after 'a burglary occurred that went wrong'...The sex parties were shut down and Helen and others were restricted from going anywhere. Helen's only freedom was.