Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start

[Freemans892]

They should really make a tv series out of your lives with the names changed to protect your identities lol. Would have to be on HBO in North America for all the sex and nudity. Thanks for Sharing and I look forward to hearing the rest later. Good luck getting the rest of the hours in.

Or you could watch Disney+ “Rivals” instead.

[boobman987]

Thanks for another wonderful update Mark.

I’m not sure there’s a converter to allow a smart phone to connect to a car radio-cassette player. As I recall the only inputs are the power leads and an aerial socket. Perhaps an Internet search may come up with a solution?

Your taxi service seems to have had some benefits. All that breast and bum on show, then when collecting Dawn an early hours fun on the back seat.

I do hope that your sales director is more careful having obviously left tell tale signs of his time with your secretary, why doesn’t he use his own office?

The defrost with Michelle will hopefully become a regular thing. By taking but things at her pace I’m sure the fires will be rekindled!

With the weather having already broken up North, rain and strong winds, I hope that you have managed to get a few more hours under your belt. Does the time spent flying your own plane with Tony supervising count or only those observed by your trainer?

Good luck with your next exam, I’m sure you’ll ace it.

[54321]

She seemed flustered and I was told go and have a pint at the local. For once I wanted to stay and hear all the sordid details. Bugger. Pint it is, I'll hear later.

Yes. Please fill us in on the goss.

54321

[pixmangurn]

Mark, Bluetooth to cassette adapters are readily available on Amazon in the US, I would assume UK also? Still loving your adventures, and it's wonderful to have both your and Dawn's "input".

[jmontagn]

https://www.walmart.com/ip/Auto-Drive-B ... 2586&gQT=1

[skoot1958]

That is so neat

[ocean]

Mark; Guys a huge thank you for taking the trouble to help me. I found and bought the Car cassette adaptor on Amazon UK, just waiting for delivery, I had no idea they existed and it will make life a lot easier. My new car turned up, it really is something special, a different animal to my lovely old one. I am hoping to become as fond of it as I was the old one. Merc have taken away the overdrive stork and put it on the steering wheel as a button!! Whose demented idea was that? Other than that it is rightly viewed as the best saloon on the road, utter luxury.

Just to clear a few things up, Steve, my Sales Director and I share an office, as I’m not there that often now and it seems extravagant for me to have an empty office, but my clear desk is showing signs of action, there's a bloody sofa there where I have given Lisa the best 90 seconds of her life, use that Steve.
Me, jealous? Too right.

My flying is going great, the wind has been a bugger but there’s a heatwave due next week , so plenty of blue sky (bumpy) flying soon, and no, my hours with Tony don’t count on my licence as he isn’t a qualified instructor which is a shame, but they are great practice and he’s a good mentor.

As for an exciting life Freeman, the journey has been filled with angst, self doubt and not a little fear of it all going up flames (my marriage that is) anything but an easy ride. Things have levelled off now, but it wasn’t always so. As a chancer myself, and in fairness to Dawn, I am impressed that she has identified opportunities and gone for them. However I can’t see her getting this out of her system any time soon; whether it be vanity, ego, or just making up for lost time in her younger days. Though she does get twitchy when I have a little something on the go.

Anyway, I am told to hold my tongue about the girls after party as it is Dawn’s tale to tell, but what a tale, you should have seen Cheryls tits, talk about action bitten everywhere; I’ve said too much!! Over to you Dawn.

I’ll update soon and once again, thank you

Kindest regard. Mark.

[Long Lurker 34]

Mark; Guys a huge thank you for taking the trouble to help me. I found and bought the Car cassette adaptor on Amazon UK, just waiting for delivery, I had no idea they existed and it will make life a lot easier. My new car turned up, it really is something special, a different animal to my lovely old one. I am hoping to become as fond of it as I was the old one. Merc have taken away the overdrive stork and put it on the steering wheel as a button!! Whose demented idea was that? Other than that it is rightly viewed as the best saloon on the road, utter luxury.

Just to clear a few things up, Steve, my Sales Director and I share an office, as I’m not there that often now and it seems extravagant for me to have an empty office, but my clear desk is showing signs of action, there's a bloody sofa there where I have given Lisa the best 90 seconds of her life, use that Steve.
Me, jealous? Too right.

My flying is going great, the wind has been a bugger but there’s a heatwave due next week , so plenty of blue sky (bumpy) flying soon, and no, my hours with Tony don’t count on my licence as he isn’t a qualified instructor which is a shame, but they are great practice and he’s a good mentor.

As for an exciting life Freeman, the journey has been filled with angst, self doubt and not a little fear of it all going up flames (my marriage that is) anything but an easy ride. Things have levelled off now, but it wasn’t always so. As a chancer myself, and in fairness to Dawn, I am impressed that she has identified opportunities and gone for them. However I can’t see her getting this out of her system any time soon; whether it be vanity, ego, or just making up for lost time in her younger days. Though she does get twitchy when I have a little something on the go.

Anyway, I am told to hold my tongue about the girls after party as it is Dawn’s tale to tell, but what a tale, you should have seen Cheryls tits, talk about action bitten everywhere; I’ve said too much!! Over to you Dawn.

I’ll update soon and once again, thank you

Kindest regard. Mark.

O
- Once you get more time under your belt, do you figure on yourself and D, or perhaps a 'side squeeze', having a flying weekend over to France or Spain?

[boobman987]

Thanks for the updates Mark, I’m hoping Dawn can find time for her next mammoth update.

It’s great that you can now connect your phone to the Rover, how technology has moved on from the simpler 70’s.

Your new car sounds a dream, how long do you think it will take until you christen the rear seat?

It’s a shame about your flying hours with Tony not counting, but it’s more experience behind the stick! Good luck in the bumpy skies next week and have a great weekend both of you.

[pixmangurn]

You're welcome re the cassette Bluetooth from Amazon . It's the least we could do with all the entertainment you and the lovely Dawn provide us . Eagerly awaiting Dawn's hot update!

[ocean]

Dawn; Hello everyone. update after party. 11.30am and Mark’s making breakfast, so I tried to ring Cheryl several times but went through to answerphone, so I rang Ray. She hadn’t seen Cheryl, so I asked how she got on. She got the big show around the house by a guy called Will, she was enthralled by the whole thing, history, furnishings, poshness, opulence. But not with Will (Mike’s ‘friend’, I didn’t know him). Ray made a move on him and he ran a mile, which confused her no end as he’d been coming on strong. She returned to the lounge and joined in the socialising, speaking quite a bit with Coral, she’d always been afraid of her in the past. After the live music stopped and it went over to DJ type music, she ended up with the saxophonist from the band. They slipped away upstairs and found an empty room. This guy could not only play a fine tune on a saxophone, but he played a fine tune on Ray, with a very artistic tongue, not to mention a very well developed body for encore. He was from Trinidad, been in the UK for 20 years and loved white women, Ray pointed out the obvious and added whilst her mother was Indian her dad was Caribbean also, though she looked predominately Indian. She said he was great in the sack, very inventive and quite large. Lucky girl!

Around 2pm, we were at the village fete with the grandkids when I got a call from Cheryl, could she come round? I said 5pm ok? Fine. Two five year olds are so tiring, I had forgotten. So dropped them off, we were both relieved. Love them to bits - great to hand them back.
We got back and Mark was opening a bottle of wine to recover when Cheryl appeared. This time lovely below the knee summer dress, long sleeves, front unbuttoned but not as much as usual and I noticed quite a large love bite on her lower neck. Nosey Mark did too. She asked if she could have a chat, seemed in a serious mood so told Mark to clear off to the pub, randy sod, doesn’t normally need asking twice, but reluctantly left.

She started off by apologising for dropping me in it. I was a bit lost, what did she mean? The party in full flow, Graham made his move and enticed her upstairs to ‘show her round’. No mention of etchings. She went and ended up in a room which Graham usually uses when he stays over. One thing led to another and they ended up in bed with another bottle of wine from the mini bar in his room. So far so normal. He was into rough sex, which fortunately so is she, but he was a couple of levels up on her, but she went along with it. Spanking, almost crushed her small nipples, tried to push his not inconsiderable cock down her throat and into her stomach, almost choking her. I made a mental note to avoid this guy. However she was still OK with the proceedings, when, both naked he asked her to get up and follow him. She said they went several doors down, Graham produced a key from the top of the door frame and unlocked the door. They entered into what she referred to as a full blow dungeon, I was surprised that Mike was into this. Cheryl has been in our ‘room’ for a little session with me in the past, but she said this was on a whole different scale. She said she didn’t mean to, but she was so shocked it just slipped out, 'Dawn has a room like this'. Now it was Graham’s turn to be pulled up short. He started questioning her, and I didn’t expect her to hold out long. Obviously he was going to tell Mike and perhaps get in on the action with me himself. Some hope!!!

There followed some pretty heavy action with Cheryl, some of which she wasn’t OK with. As she spoke she stood up, unbuttoned her dress and slipped it off. Now standing in a thong and a surprisingly small bra for a bust as big as hers, it was my turn to be shocked. He had restrained her with straps on a ‘hoist’ and used, as well as a broad strap on her bum and tops of her thighs, a cane which had left awful welts. There were bruises on her back, thighs and bum. She has small nipples which don’t stand out too far (never had children, husband's problem), so he’d actually put suction cups on then and ‘milked her’ pulling her nipples out, then clamping them. I was so bloody angry, but she seemed very calm, only interested in a remedy for getting rid of bruises and especially the marks on her neck and boobs, as they didn't look professional. These marks would take days to go, but what damage had he done her head? Bastard!!

When Mike had said goodnight to me, he had seen the light coming from his locked room and went up to see what was going on. Only to find Cheryl naked and trussed up. Graham had the decency to at least ask Cheryl if it was OK for Mike to join them, to which she said she agreed. Graham untied her and asked Cheryl to repeat what she had said about me, like he'd caught me out. Mike, though surprised seemed amused, referred to me as a dark horse, he’d have a chat with me. Graham offering his support. She spent the rest of the morning with them both in a more conventional shagging session, with Graham running her home around 2pm, bruised, marked and thoroughly shagged out. Graham said he wants to see her again, but I have suggested she should be a bit more assertive and draw the line, this is out order and she should take control. She agreed and we discussed where the line should be drawn over a glass of wine, before Mark returns.

She is not the most strong willed, but I said she was not to be bullied. I will speak to Mike, I’ll stand up for her, she's had a tough time, she doesn't need another bully. I put some cream on her wounds and she was feeling a bit happier, I asked her to stay the night, she kissed me and said normally she'd jump at it but she so tired she needed her bed and some sleep. So she left for home and I said we’d have a drink in the week. I rang Ray and told her, she wanted to go to Grahams house with a baseball bat, but I said that Cheryl was pretty relaxed about it all now and especially as she now knew a bit more of 'the dark side'. Ray told me about her adventure, both of the girls made my night seem very tame indeed. Though I will call in on Cheryl tomorrow just to check that she is OK.

I told Mark, who I thought would have been as horny as hell, but he wanted to join Ray with a bat. It left a bit of a downer on the evening, so I rang Cheryl about 9 for half an hour and she seemed Ok, she even said she enjoyed most of it. I said if you do see him tell him these are the only bits you want. She laughed and said she would.

I saw Kit on Thursday, I’ll tell you more on the next journal, and I’m due to go to Philip’s on Monday evening for the London 'end of quarter' meeting. So lots to tell you.

Love
Dawn xx

[ocean]

Dawn; Sorry guys, forgot to say; On Thursday morning Mike rang me in the office. I took the call and he suggested I’d been holding out on him. I said if this is about Grahams cruel treatment of Cheryl in Mike’s 'special' room, I said, big as he is, I’ll still grind Graham’s fucking balls to paste,

Mike quietly laughed, said they were grown adults and she has a tongue in her head. I told Mike she is a submissive due to two bullying relationships. He said he understood and would speak to Graham. Then chuckled and said, ‘Now lets have dinner and I’ll show you mine and maybe you can show me yours sometime’. It did lighten things a bit.

So now I’ve opened another Pandora’s box. If he thinks he's going down the Graham road, I'm a totally different kettle of fish, and as for Graham, vengeance is ....

Love Dawn xx

[Late]

You go girl!

Late

[skoot1958]

Dawn, interesting updated Cheryl, will need to develop her voice and as a submissive that can be difficult, saying that if Graham wants a new play friend it seem Cheryl is up for a bit of fun, Graham will just have to moderate himself, I am sure Mike will sort Graham out

Your next visit to Mike will be interesting no more over the car, sound like you be over something, after Ramie, Mike has a lot to live up to, maybe you should take Cheryl to visit with Ramie to understand what good should be

When are you having dinner with the ice maiden, that must be soon ?

[boobman987]

Thanks for the comprehensive update of Mike’s party Dawn.

It sounds like you had a lucky escape compared to poor Cheryl. I hope her bruises have now faded and she can show more cleavage as usual.

Did Ray go into more detail of her night’s encounter(s) at Mike’s mansion?

Did you manage to get any time with the delectable Coral?

I hope all goes well with your quarterly management meeting and Philip treats you like the queen you are.

[ResponsibullCummings]

Dawn you are going to have to be careful with Cheryl unlike you and Ray who are just looking for fun on the side, she is likely looking for a longterm relationship. Many of the guys in this circle can take advantage of that and push her more and more into things she may not like because she wants to please them hoping for that a relationship. Some may just be using her for the sex alone. It wouldn't be a bad idea to let her get her sex requirements from Mark once in a while so she can focus on meeting someone to date rather than just being used. If she is really into learning more about bondage maybe Remy is a good choice. I am a little worried about Mike's eagerness to get you in his room after him seeming to be okay with the beating Cheryl was getting. Ringing out a cane the first time a person is experiencing that is a bit much. If you want to go down that path you should see what he is really into before sharing your limits as most of these guys enjoy pushing the limits if they can get away with it. It's good to know where he might be headed.

[ocean]

Dawn; ‘Responsibull’, I read your contribution with great interest; it holds depth and merit. I have been in touch daily with Cheryl, keeping her morale up as well as revitalising our age old friendship now that the idiot husband is out of the picture. I just admit to feelings of guilt, it was my introduction, though I didn’t know he was a monster. Her injuries and bruises are fading, but it frightened the hell out of her. I didn't say too much to Mark, as I'd be grounded where Mike's concerned, but I have a cunning plan another Markism.

Cheryl needs some kind handling for which I have plans. In short she needs a man and a kind one at that. You’re right, Ray and I are just looking for fun on the side, while she is looking for a relationship, needs a good relationship in fact. She’s had two bullying relationships and a marriage to a guy, who, as Mark puts it, was wetter than an otters pocket. I’m in no doubt Mark would definitely jump at the chance to ease her ‘stress’ from time to time while she’s looking for a relationship, I will seriously encourage that. She did, rather coyly, admit there were elements of her encounter that she enjoyed, so I think introducing her to Remi might be an excellent idea, thank you.

As for Mike's eagerness re me and his ‘room’, hmm, I think he knows he has a tiger by the tail, ‘handle with care, mate - it bites’. Mike, I feel, was caught between a rock and…, keeping me happy and defending his friend, which I noticed, as the phone call progressed support for Graham was dwindling. Graham was just a callous cruel bastard who took advantage of a naive and vulnerable woman who thought this was how to please him. I have a special place in hell for Graham - watch this space.

On a lighter note, Biggles is a happy bunny. Passed his second exam, with a little margin, and onto his 3rd. Only 4 more to go I think and he’s crept up to 24 hours on the ‘clock’, he apparently has to attain at least 45 hours before he can be tested and signed off, then adventure time. He’s done quite a few more with Tony but they don’t count, they go to Tony. Absolutely delighted with his new “Bismark’, I must admit it is lovely and rather pretty (don't tell him), not christened it yet, I have to beat the lovely Lisa to it, and he’s absolutely loving his old ‘Barge’, he keeps saying, 'the best 4 x 4 by far'. Thank you Brian Blessed. (Land Rover advert from days of yore).

I’ve been busy in the office, Mike’s acceptance ‘in principal’ to our proposal has been received and ready for fine tuning, so I’ll keep my head down till next week. I went straight from work to see Kit last Thursday evening, (trying to keep weekends for Mark). My new old SL, roof down, purred along, drawing lots of lovely attention, though at the traffic lights in Lyndhurst one woman shouted ‘tart’, Must be someone who knows me, haha.

We met up at the hotel at Bucklers Hard in the New Forest, a prolific smugglers den years and years ago, a favourite part of the Forest of us both. Right on the Beauilieu river.
Such a lovely warm evening, chilled bottle of wine, lovely seafood meal looking onto the river, staring at a lovely man who was gazing lovingly into my unbuttoned blouse, right at my brown tits, so romantic. I guess we’re past the courtship phase. I phoned Freya, or rather Kit took my phone and dialled Freya, handed me my ringing phone which was answered after 3 rings, so I was committed. He topped up my wine as I spoke, sat back and watched me squirm. The call was surprisingly lighthearted and she was actually funny, kind of. She’s back in London and ‘how about dinner in town’, so Thursday 10th July it is. She warmly rang off, well warmly for her. Yup, Definitely committed. Kit, grinning from ear to ear, ordered another bottle which we took to bed.

I wriggled out of my tight white jeans and thong, my silky dark blue blouse, it was half undone anyway, quickly followed. Kit made me stand by the open French windows of our first floor room, bent me at the waist, and from behind fingered a very wet pussy, then ever so slowly slipping in to the hilt, sigh! I was holding the door frame over-looking the busy beer garden restaurant, down to the beautiful flowing river Beauilieu. My task; to keep quiet and hope no one looked up. His challenge; not to fuck me too hard or fast so the diner’s didn’t hear the slapping. I accepted my nipples being pinched pretty hard with only a little squeak, then came quietly. He on the other hand, final thrusts were hard fast and slappy, grunted loudly and came gallons. After we had both caught our breath, he pulled out and the polished wooden floorboards took a messy coating. We both fell on the bed laughing quietly, then session 2 started followed by… It was a great night.

I’m going to bring Mark here, it really is a lovely hotel in a beautiful setting and although the staff recognised and greeted us warmly from our previous visits, I don’t care, they’ll just think I like variety in good looking men. Which is true.
I was going to work from home today (Friday), so I came down to breakfast with a yellow T shirt and yellow shorts, mid blue belt and shoes, looking a little tired, but a satisfied smile on my face. I sat opposite Kit; yes mate, this is what great pokie nipples look like, and close your mouth, haha. Other diners did notice, but that’s what it's all about. Me, vain, well perhaps a little. No-one knew me, but they would talk about me all day. Hehe.

Friday working, not too much, from home. On the way home, I spoke with Remi, after the dirty double talk, I told him about Cheryl’s experience. He said ‘fucking amateur’, 'no heart', I was to be careful. I described her and asked if I came with her, would he… he said ‘whoa, whoa, you had me at ginger with big white tits, yes of course'. Now when was I coming to see him, solo? Thursday after work, he said dinner on him, the rest of the evening on me, complete with toothbrush. OK, sounds good. Though I must arrange an evening with Mike or he might think I'm either sulking or called it a day. I'll text him.

I went to see Cheryl, Saturday morning, just got back from Sainsbury's shopping, long chat, she's OK. I was relieved. Blames no-one but Graham. I mentioned Remi, she positively lit up. I said services only, no relationship. She asked did I avail his services? often and regularly, so ye she's in. To be arranged.

Rest of the weekend, just Mark, me, lounging in the garden, Saturday us out for dinner, told him all about Thursday night/Friday morning, plenty of sex in the lounge.
Sunday, lazy winey lunch in the garden, hot tub, plenty of sex with the sun on our backs, and fronts. I like this pattern.

London Meeting Tuesday 1st, so Philip’s Monday evening.

Things are evolving:

Catch up soon. Love Dawn xx

[54321]

Ah! How the other half lives...

54321

[skoot1958]

Dawn, what a catchup, it sounds like your are managing everything well, does Cheryl know Mark will help her out when every she’s in the need, or maybe you 3 should just play together

Cheryl needs to understand that she has all the power, she just needs to change her mind set and take the power she has, when she understand she can have almost any man and most woman she wants, relationships, that’s different

Is Roger still stopping by for a cup of tea, does he keep you in the loop with his and DIL games

Good that Mark is making progress with his new hobby, he soon earn his wings

[boobman987]

Another smashing update Dawn. Kit is a roque putting you on the spot with Freya, I think he may of prearranged the call! Still it seems to have paid dividends.

It is very good news about Mark passing his exam and getting his hours in. However, with all this hot weather we’ve been having, the Rover won’t have been tasked with anything too extreme. At least he has a good car for pulling the plane.

I hope that Mark and you do manage to christen the Bismark!

The idea of a gentle and loving threesome with you, Cheryl and Mark sounds just what Cheryl needs. It’ll help boost her confidence.

I hope you have something very unpleasant planned for Graham. Perhaps you could use a Wartenburg wheel on his cock?

[Freemans892]

With Cheryl being a submissive means she needs to find the right dominant male for a longer term relationship. Remi would be the right choice for some light BDSM play, it seems that the amateurs have no understanding on how far to take things in BSDM play. I would say Cheryl being the “side chick” for the right married dominant male would be better for her than another lousy relationship. This type of arrangement means Cheryl can play the “single girl” when she’s out with Dawn and Ray at their “special” social parties. In the society that Dawn and Ray play in, Cheryl would have no issue if she confessed that became a “side chick” for a CEO/a successful company owner, after she split with her former husband.

[Photofunshop]

I love your adventures, I wish my wife would finely open up to me about her adventures from when I was still in the army.

[ocean]

Dawn; Hello everyone, thanks for the support; went to Philip’s apartment on Monday afternoon from work to have a run through of my quarterly presentation to the big wigs. Well that’s what Philip calls it. We took the lift down to the ground floor to the Waterfront pub, supper, wine and back for a bonk. It really has become as vanilla as that. Tuesday, we travelled up in Philip’s car to the London Head office. Great to see the girls, Leslie is still screwing the boyfriend/boss, getting in a bit deep perhaps? Not my problem. Frank (now Mr nice guy) gave me a big hug, kiss on the lips and squeezed my backside. I wonder?? Presentation went well, I mentioned a potential high value prospect, not by name, may be coming across, pats on the back all round.I think I'm becoming "golden boobs', female version of golden balls. Then they were off for lunch, which I declined, though I think maybe next time I’ll give it a try.

Train back to Wandsworth, this time changed inside the car so the car park CCTV guys didn’t get a tit and bum show this time. I still feel pretty stupid over that. Changed into my old favourite light denim floaty mid thigh shirt/dress, button/unbuttoned up the front, skinny belt and a discreet boobs and bum show, if you're standing in the right place. Folded my suit on the back seat and drove out, roof up. Not that warm late afternoon. Where am I going? Remi!! Light supper, chat about Cheryl and then some me-time.

Remi always greets me like I’m the only one, loads of Gallic charm and strong hands. We walked round the corner to his restaurant, he undid some more buttons (what’s the point of wearing anything him) although I was more covered than some of the ‘self important’ celebrity diners trying to make their presence felt. I suppose loads of celebs live around here, all wanting to be noticed ‘dahling’, I suspect they were wanting to know who SHE is, well I’m pretty low level. We dined and chatted about our days apart and then I got round to Cheryl. He seemed rather annoyed as, with his professional psychotherapist hat on, this was the act of a narcissist taking advantage of his position of trust. With a French chuckle, he suggested that Ray, Cheryl and me should stay away, probably better to let him try his luck with Mark, he'd said he’d like to see that.

Cheryl is all arranged and so now - my favourite subject - me. Back to the bar, big kiss from Des the wonderful bar Manager, a few glasses of ‘Dutch Courage’ before going through to Remi’s newly refurbed room. I didn’t realise but the smell of leather is really intoxicating, the new hardware, intriguing. I was given the Royal tour round the new stuff. Remi gave me a slow deep wet kiss, deftly slipped my shirt dress off, one hand on my back, the other on my arse . Was I wet or what, and we hadn’t started the main course. I had mentioned to Remi that Graham had used suction ‘things’ to pull Cheryls small nipples out into the world, he smile, bent me over what I can only describe as open ‘stocks’, secured my wrists and a clamp over my neck. So to all intents and purposes, I was stood open, vulnerable and really, anybodies.

He always uses warm oils with the most irresistible perfumes to rub over my body, my boobs particularly and not forgetting my bum and pussy last of all. Big pinch on each nipple. Instead of the usual almost brutal clamps, he produced a box, plugged it in, then attached a cup over each nipple. It’s difficult to describe, but they obviously sucked themselves into place. He turned up the suction power and they literally rhythmically sucked my nipples quite hard. I was being milked. My nipples unlike Cheryls didn’t need coaxing. Strange feelings, not sure this was sexy, it was really just expressing milk (it didn't). I did that nearly 30 years ago, so I think I prefer the clamps. He told me they are referred to as goat milkers. Charming. Anyway not for me.

I spent around an hour with Remi in his den, whilst far from gentle, his use of flail and strap and proper clamps brought warm feelings and enjoyable pain, contrasted with educated fingers, tongue and lips bringing me the pleasure I really do crave. Quite the perfect Frenchman. Mark always jokes when someone tries to pull a ‘fast-one’ on him, that he likes to be kissed when he’s being screwed, well so do I, and Remi does it so well. In short, I think Cheryl’s in for a good time, especially as I suggested Marcus attends, that will bring a smile to her face and more than stretch her out a little. Remi is a stayer and we spent most of the night in his bed, in various positions. Whilst it’s not very ladylike, I did get very sweaty, but it did please him.

So 7am, breakfasted, very well fucked and dog tired, I set off for home hoping to avoid the crap traffic. Still wearing my denim shirt dress, this time with Marks and Spencers finest cotton knickers (for obvious reasons), I put the lid down to keep me awake. Arriving about 8.45 to find Mark tucking into breakfast. I got a big hug and wet kiss, he accused me of having ‘cock mouth’. I can’t see how, yes I gave Remi a goodbye toothpaste bj but that was 2 hours ago and I’d drunk a load of water en-route, didn’t stop him having sloppy seconds over the kitchen island though. Mark’s meeting the instructor at the airfield. So for me another shower, comfortable long T shirt and work from home.

Hadn't heard from Mike so phone call and we’re back on tba. Fast forward and Freya tonight (Thursday). Butterfly’s really doesn’t describe it. Very much in 2 minds about this, but a phone call from Kit full of encouragement and a ‘get on with it’ from Mark, I can’t back out now. But after avery little persuasion, I have my supporting driver ‘Geoff’ driving me up to London in the Bismark II, to the restaurant, back to Freya’s (I expect) then home, when he will be rewarded en-route. I will keep you posted.

Bye for now, Love. Dawn xx

[ResponsibullCummings]

Thanks for another great update Dawn. I think your going to really enjoy the evening with Freya. I believe she's never been with a woman you said. Will you take the lead in showing her what she has been missing out on or are you still a little intimidated by her?

[boobman987]

What an update Dawn. I hope Cheryl will appreciate your efforts on her behalf. I’m sure Remi will be most respectful. I wonder if Cheryl will take up the offer?

I hope things go well tonight with Freya and I have my fingers crossed that you will have an update for us.

How are the DIL’s doing anything you can share?