He left, I undressed and got in bed. When he came back into the room, he took his clothes off too, got under the covers, and laid down beside me and s...tarted caressing me. It felt so good but sort of scary. One, I had never had a hand other than my own, touch me. It felt strange and wonderful. And, I didn't want their daughter to come in on us. After a while, my body responded to his gentle touches and he got on top of me and spread my legs apart. I liked the attention so I let him have his way. She hated the way they got hard when she washed their groin area. It was at these times she realised why she preferred the feel and taste of women. She had had sex with men a few times when she was still yet to discover her true sexuality. She just lay there and waited for them to get on with it. She tried to avoid any fumbling with her hands. She certainly would not let any penis go anywhere near her mouth. Until now that is. And she hadn't exactly let it happen. I could tell she hadn't sucked. Now strip."I obeyed, taking off all my clothes one by one. Henry took each article of clothing as I removed them, and once I was completely naked, he left, taking my clothes into some other room. He returned with a pink collar attached to a pink leash that he snapped shut around my neck, then appraised me as I stood there, vulnerable and nervous. He then nodded as if to say he approved, then turned and gave the leash a tug. I followed, helpless to refuse. "Oh, and the safe word is 'red'".We. Stacy felt like she hadn't slept a wink. Only as dawn approached and she guiltily succumbed to her animal urges and vigorously screwed her husband for an hour had she finally collapsed, worries forgotten. Finally, satisfied and at peace, primitive happy chemicals flooding her brain and blanking out thoughts about her mother, Stacy had slept soundly.For about half an hour.Now in the shower, she was a nervous wreck. Why the hell did she have to get randy yesterday? Her stupid body. It was fine.