Chapter Ten
Guests
Lisa, still facing Frank, had not moved from the edge of the couch. Her knees were spread wide. “Tell your husband what all this talk’s been doing to you,” Frank said.
Without looking at me, Lisa said, “I...I’m wet.”
“Show him.” Lisa turned on the couch and, lifting one leg slightly, she pushed her hips forward. “Spread it,” Frank said. With two fingers she held open her p***y. It was oozing with come. Her c**t was swollen and bright red.
Frank glanced toward me, “See how well I got your woman trained?” Turning back to Lisa he said, “You always do exactly what I tell you, don’t you, babe?”
“Yes, honey,” Lisa answered, “I do what you say.”
“How long since you been f****d?”
She took her hand from between her legs but kept her knees wide apart and her hips
