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Knowing they'd miss the two special days next month, I at least tried to convince them to wait to leave until after Thanksgiving.
" Five minutes later, I watched the two of them slowly make their way to the door without another word or a look back at me.
I was more concerned about the burnt smell wafting down the hallway. The distant sound of the exhaust fan from above the stove.
"When did you dedicate yourself to the lifestyle?" I lifted my chin, indicating the craftsmanship down below. "Who really turned you on to bondage and dominance?" He laid down kind of sideways on top of me, pulling my arms closer to the top of my head but still holding them in his grip while his cheek rested on my chest, my right breast cushioning him.
He really did enjoy what he was talking about right now.
Opening me wide.
His hands expertly wrapped, threaded, twisted, and tugged the rope just how he wanted it.
I hadn't had the heart to tell him yet.
Despite the apparent disarray of their movements, they knew where they were going.