Marywas very gracious when she said that in her opinion, I didn't need thatmuch help. We ate, and later, as we sat there, my mother called. Shetold me... that dad had also agreed to my staying with Mary. She did notsay if she gave him my message. When I went to school the next day Iknew the word was out. Everyone was pointing and giggling. I had ahorrible day until my best friend walked up and took me by the arm,dragging me into an empty room."Is it true?" he asked without any warning."Yeah. I got. My first thought of her after seeing her like that was, she was between my legs and her face all around my dick with her eyes pleading to gag her mouth!In an hour, the drinks were playing its effects and the thought of taking things further ahead came to my mind. I casually placed my hands on my friend’s wife’s naked thighs and grabbed a considerable part of her flesh. Her eyes had a smirk on her face, giving a green signal to my intentions.The inner devil of me had unleashed and I started to. I helphim remove his jacket, and I offer them a drink. As I leave to gettheir drinks, they start making out on the couch, and Mistress startsto unbutton Brad's shirt.By the time I return with the drinks they are making out passion-ately.Mistress tells me to bring the drinks into the bedroom. I do, and theyboth come in too. Mistress then tells me to make myself useful."Useful?" I repeat. I am not sure what she means."Sissy!" Now Mistress is mad at me. "You're supposed to be mypersonal. “Oh shit, that’s deep,” she cooed.“Good. I want you to feel me here tomorrow.”The next expletive that left her mouth was laced with unyielding bliss, eyes finding me over her shoulder. I stared back, hearing her every thought; how curious it was that we fit together so perfectly; how absolutely satisfying our contact was; the pleasure astronomical. It was physical chemistry. Mutual emotional endearment. For everything we took, we gave, every touch as soft as it was possessive. The way she would.