“My voice will touch you.”Her disappointment turned into a smile. Jason had never disappointed her as a lover.---------------------------Another g...lass of wine eased Lauren and Jason into the late-night hours. As always, conversation and laughter proved easy. As did their affection for one another that began to manifest itself into increasingly passionate kissing.Jason took Lauren by the hand, inviting her to stand.“Where are we going?”“You’re going to undress.”“I am?” Lauren asked with a bit of. I began to shake uncontrollably. Emotions that I had buried under selfish fun and sexual depravity erupted as explosively as an orgasm, but with no pleasure and peace to follow, just a towering wall of long-concealed grief for parents who had loved and cared for me, as I did for them, and yet they'd gone to their graves believing the very worst of me. Grief that I had pushed back and back with sex, drugs, visits to the House in the Woods, grief that could no longer be contained, because there. She could feel his erection pushing against her tummy and she rubbed his back while he warmed her up.“He was rubbing my back and moved his hands to my thighs,” Jen said softly, “He rubbed from my knees up the side of my body to my arms.”“He rubbed your ass?” I asked.“The side of my body,” Jen replied, “But as I was rubbing his back, my hand went to his ass!”“Wow.”My left hand was stuck under our bodies,” Jen informed me, “I moved to free my hand and as my hand released, it hit his hard. You will have a few days to think on it first. A week to be precise. You will NOT play with yourself but you may think of tonight. You are allowed no more orgasms unless I give you permission to have them. And you will do this because I will give you everything your body needs and more. Her eyes lit up with confusion and wonder at his words. She loved playing with herself and it would be hard not to for the next week. A whole week with no sex. Not even to herself made her wonder if she would go.