.I closed Victor’s computer and went to bed.The next morning I woke up to find Victor was in the shower. I called for room service to bring us some ...breakfast and got I out my clothes. I put on a black garter belt and seamed stockings, a tiny thong and matching stilettos. Then I covered up with a sheer black see through baby doll…My hubby came out and gave a wolf whistle when he saw me.He was feeling much better. I told him breakfast was on the way.Soon there was a knock on the door and Victor. While Brooke was concerned I might not agree to become their permanent slave, Cheryl has told me she always knew I would. She could sense we both had a submissive nature and once Brooke began to take a more dominant role with me in the bedroom, having me eat her pussy and letting her fuck my ass, Cheryl knew it was only a matter of time.The weekend in the mountains sealed the deal. On the last day that we were there, Cheryl pointed out that not one time during the whole weekend had I actually. Saturdays, the various couples would do 'couple things' together all day (mostly involving messing up the bed sheets) and we would sometimes all meet later briefly in the evening for drinks before the couples all went off on their own again.Sundays, we guys had our normal round or two of golf and sometimes also tennis while the four women got together and did their own things, mostly shopping and/or brunching.It was a nice routine and it lasted until Rob got his IPO launched and the daily grind. “Oh … you sweet, loving Gunnar,” she sighed as she welcomed the eager attention. She held his head in her hands and pursed her lips to him. His tongue lapped happily over her lips and chin. She pulled back slightly and gazed into his eyes. Human and canine … what communication was truly possible? Yet, she felt in her heart a connection, response, feeling from him that maybe defied expectation. She leaned forward the few inches separating them and kissed his snout before standing. “I bet you’re.