” He could feel her eyes scorching the side of his face. Oops. Maybe that was too much.If Bill took his words at anything other than face value, he ...showed no sign. Instead, he turned to grin at his wife. “Well, that’s true. Were I you, son, I’d count your blessings. I do remember what it’s like to work with her.” She was smiling back at him, but Luke thought he could see the strain in her eyes.“Oh, I do. This week’s going to be a dull grey pit of loneliness by comparison.” In more ways than. As though nothing had happened, my attendants picked up their sponges and resumed washing my legs and feet. When I was finally cleaner than I had ever been, they rose, and escorted me from the tub. They dried me with soft cloths, then presented me with a beautifully woven robe of deep maroon, flecked with gold. They led me to the enormous bed. I climbed up, and sat, cross-legged in the center. Visions of further sexual exploits with these nubile and exquisitely talented nymphs danced in my. Betty was at this point in her master bedroom laying down naked in her bed. During her newly found single days she had taken to watching some of her husbands pornographic movies and found herself masturbating more now in her 40s than she did when she was a young girl in her teens and 20s. The movies were littered with young girls and young guys as the main pornographic stars. These pornographic stars were a generation or so away from Bettys yet despite this Betty found herself during moments. He pulled out of me a minute later, pulling his underwear and his jeans back on, buttoning his jeans up. I stayed seated, waiting patiently for him to release me. And surely enough, he cut lose the zip-ties that bound me to that rotten swivel chair. I stood up, standing close to the door, ready to make my escape. He chuckled as he took a cloth and handed it to me, “Might want to clean up, huh?”I took the cloth cautiously from him, wiping first the slobber and cum from my face, then the slobber.