"Slide down just a bit, pet. Yes, that's very good. Now, shall we show our Angela how beautiful you look when I allow you to cum? Will you cum for her... now, my pet?"Angela watches, eyes wide and mouth agape, as Kathryn begins masterfully moving her arm and hidden hand. Claire's eyes snap open and she desperately grabs a napkin from the table and stuffs it into her mouth. A bare moment later, her head jerks back into the leather booth, as her mistress brings forth an orgasm that rages across her. On the day the story went live I checked the website and found myself quite pleased with how it looked, not to mention pleased with some of the comments. On this evening Id been out for a few drinks with some friends and was just tidying up before going to bed when I heard the front door open and close. I panicked and grabbed a kitchen knife just as the door opened into the living area. I wouldve thought I was already at an emotional crescendo until James appeared into the room, whereupon I. You should choose what you want to see on her. Tell her that, too. She will want you to be happy with what she wears.”“I understand.” Mack paused before continuing. “I am not sure how to begin our evening next Saturday. We want it to be special and not awkward.”“I have an idea that you both might enjoy and it should prevent things from beginning awkwardly. Let’s you and I escort Mary to cocktail hour. She can make it obvious that you are her adoring husband and I am a lover and that both of us. ”I honestly didn’t know what to say, knowing she was telling the truth, but also unwilling to hope for that kind of reality. Because for that to happen, it would mean I’d have to tell my lifelong friend my secret, and even if it was a low risk that she’d reject me upon finding out, it was one I just couldn’t take.I mean, what if she sincerely was freaked out by me being some sort of devil?What if it was too much for her?Losing her forever would be devastating for me, especially when she’d been.