Chris and I were not merely magnets to each other. We seemed to draw in everyone within a 5 mile radius that just happened to be open to the idea of having sex with us! I think it's because of the way we got together - by not really being "together" when we went to Floyds but still going home together at the end of the night. That made our relationship so incredibly strong! Back then, it was like we were looking for a better offer but never found one better than each other!

There was no doubt, between the two of us, how much we loved each other! That's what made it okay to bring others into our bed! We were able to see them for what they were... Just one more sex toy! They were for our entertainment!

It was never just one of us wanting it and the other giving in to it. Does that make sense? I think when others have tried it and failed, it's because one side of the relationship is getting what they want while the other is doing it because they think its what must be done to keep the other from leaving! I dunno... That's just my take on it. I know we never struggled with that issue. We could have fun with them, but when we were done, we put our sex toys away on the shelf where they belonged!

Of course, it's only in hindsight that I can see it as clearly as all that. At the time... we pretty much flew by the seat of our pants... Or thigh-highs, maybe(?).

Yes, thigh-highs! I can tell you now that I do know what its like to go out in public wearing garter belts and thigh highs under my dress pants! It's fucking glorious! Because all you think about, the entire night, is the sex you're gonna have soon! It's an incredible distraction! Especially when you're out with someone who thrives on testing your attention to her commands!

The commands were subtle. I know some people are into being humiliated in public but that wasn't us. I can tell you though, if it was something that Chris wanted to do, I would have. Just so others could see how far I would go to please her! As strange as that is to admit, even to myself, I would've wanted every other Top to envy the Bottom she had in me! Can you believe that? Thinking of it even now, I blush. I would have never believed I could be that girl! I can pretty much guarantee that there isn't anybody who knows me that would've ever guessed it either!

Chris may not have wanted to humiliate me but she did have a lot of fun pushing me to beyond my previous boundaries! Like going out without a shirt under my blazer. (Remember, it was the 80's. Blazers were still in style!) And garter belts under my pants to feel with every step. I think I said this before but its worth repeating. If you give control over completely to someone else, it allows you to do things you may never have had the courage to do on your own!

I would've never worn the clothes she picked out for me! I was never as secure as that! BUT I wasn't given a choice, you see? She made me do it. And then ahhhh... how she admired me when we were out! I'll say this again too... She made me feel like a woman! (Which, by the way, is a grande thing to be!) More than that... I felt SEXY!! God! That was empowering!

I think the first time we brought anyone into our bed was right after our little 'epiphany' at the Boom Boom Room. Chris wanted to see me with a man. She had liked seeing how much he had wanted me. I think part of the turn-on was knowing she would be getting to flex her muscles, so to speak. To have that 'show of power' over what he desired - but she That part was what got me going! I couldn't wait to show her how good I'd be for her! I wanted to make him so envious, I would taste it! For Chris, there was something else, as well! She told me, much later, that she loved watching their expressions change from one of concentration to somethin else entirely as I did to them what I always did for her! The way she said it, I have to say, sure did wonders for my burgeoning ego!

So we called up a masseur that advertised in the back of the LA Weekly. He would come to the house to give us both massages. He arrived at our house and set up his table. It was determined that Chris would go first. When she was done, she came over to me and without waiting for him to leave the room, she took my robe off of me and helped me on to the table. She was deliberate in how she made sure he got a good view of me naked before putting the towel over me. She watched him while he massaged me and when he was almost finished, I heard her say, "She's beautiful, isn't she?"

His voice was so deep when he said, "oh, yeah!" Then Chris said, "Would you like to fuck her?"

I could tell he didnt see that coming by the way his whole body jerked in surprise and his hands stopped moving.

"What?" he said.

"Do you want to fuck my girlfriend?!" " You can! Go ahead!"

Massage was over!

Chris came over to me and spoke softly onto my ear as she put her hands on me to put me where she wanted me.

"Why don't you just slide down from there so your feet are on the ground. I think this table might be the perfect height for him!"

I did as I was told. Chris took a seat near me. She was kissing and nuzzling my face and whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Meanwhile, the athletic looking man with oil on every part of him, stepped between my legs, gripped me tightly at my waist, and instinctively waited for Chris to give him the green light.