‘Why not?’ ‘I… I stopped preparing your dinner to complete your bath, madam.’ ‘That is not acceptable, Hugo,’ Liz chided. ‘You should ...have anticipated this and made allowances for my bath and dinner.’ ‘Yes, my queen. I have failed you.’ Hugo stood and hung his head. Liz pushed herself onto her back and sat up, supporting herself with her hands. ‘Bring my throne, Hugo.’ ‘At once, your highness.’ Hugo ran back to the bathroom, eager to please his queen and avoid any punishment. He rolled the. I was whimpering, this was so good. Too good to be true. Jean closed her warm mouth around my cock which ached and throbbed because I had only just come and was hardly ready to come again. But she sucked my cock gently, every so often telling me that it was lovely and tasted good, massaging my buttocks with her leather gloved hands - She was in no rush as she kept on sucking as if it was a delicious treat, she started to moan softly, and that was too much. My penis pulsed into her mouth sending. She asked if I was teasing her, and I assuredher I was being serious. She said she would think aboutit and would let me know. It was about a week later when I came home on a Fridaythat things changed. I entered the bedroom and there wasmy beautiful wife in a tight dress and heels. She lookedso hot I got hard instantly. She asked if I was stillserious about her fantasy and I said that I was. Shekissed me deeply and gave me a slip of paper with anaddress on it along with the name of a nightclub.. She wondered what happened in the house next door with James and those girls. She fantasized sometimes that she was one of those girls, that James would take her inside the house and lead her up the stairs to his room. Lola knew what James room looked like because her bedroom window faced his and she would sometimes catch glimpses of him. It had a huge king sized bed with black silk and satin covers, the walls were bare of posters or photos just black and silver wallpaper and one dark wood.