This was never evidenced in any of my Mistress' homes, but it made me wonder. He also said that TVs would serve both members of a modern couple, the M...istress as head but also the male!This was close to heresy for me, and yet I could feel myself getting moist in my panties. My duty for these 20 years had been to serve. Was it only women that I was to serve, or was I to serve all? I was fearful, but I attempted to put on a strong face as I wrote my next letter.I argued that women would prefer TVs. Therefore, I write a story instead.Chapter 1A Swap SpellMy name is Eden, 28 years old, a married guy and opens a shop in Chinawith my beautiful wife, Cora. We married for a few years already soonafter we graduated from university and everything goes smooth and we alsoearn a great fortune, at least everything on track and we do not have anyfinancial stress at all even we stop working for a while. Although I havea great life, I still feel lacking of something which is something thatmoney cannot. He’d never heard of anything like it before. They wanted to buy half interest in the house for the cost of fixing it to a point where it could be sold. It sounded like they wanted to steal half of the value of the house from him.His first reaction had been to not only say no, but hell no. His wife’s calmer nature had blunted his reaction. The subsequent discussion with her had convinced him it might a good idea to listen to what the men had to say. What did they have to lose? Talk was cheap,. Her nipples scored the leather through her lace as her sex pressed against its limit.“Four more strokes,” he said.His tough tone wrapped around her sex, squeezing intense pleasure through her. Her bottom burned, but she still craved his cruel strokes.She hissed as excruciating heat scorched into each remaining gap on her bare cheeks. Had he informed HR, they'd have learned she loved this. News of her disgrace would have spread at rumor pace. By lunchtime, her international co-workers would have.