Wendy told me to just stick it in. I told her that it might hurt and she laughed at me, saying that she had put bigger things than my cock in her puss...y. She told me to stick it in or she would find someone else to do it.I really wanted to do it and I didn’t want her to let someone else do it. In fact there were lots of things that I had imagined doing with and to Wendy. So I felt it necessary to stick my cock into her, and I did just that. It went right in easily and it felt really nice in her.. I froze when I saw her look towards the door and our eyes again locked as she watched me stand in the doorway. She smiled and I knew she was aware that I watched them from the darkened hallway through the partially opened doorway. As Roger’s pace quickened she turned back to him and I faintly heard her plead, “That’s it baby… cum for me… show me how much you love my pussy… give me your cum…” I watched as her legs tightened around his waist and she started to rock her hips faster as she accepted. " She smiled to herself and struggled to her feet, still a bit wobbly from the intense workout. He returned in a few minutes and found Michelle in bed, naked, waiting for him. As he laid down, she curled up to him and with her head resting on his arm, fell fast asleep, still smiling. The next morning as Tony woke her, he had special instructions for Michelle who was to accompany him to work. "Michelle, you will wear office appropriate wear, but nothing under," he instructed. "Yes Master," she. " Then he was gone.I stared at the Air France ticket in my hand, and at the women'ssuitcase on my bed. Mechanically I opened it and reluctantly surveyedthe contents. It was full of summer skirts and dresses, even a getawayoutfit consisting of a wool skirt and cashmere sweater, which Jacqueshad selected for me somehow. I ran my hands over the soft fabrics,bringing back forgotten memories of delightful days in Province, andmagical nights in Paris with Jacques... With a sudden sense of urgency.