Hey there everyone. This is the second chapter of my story about my wife and I's transition in to cuckoldry.
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I recommend reading the first part to know the whole story. The first part can be fount here. Liberation of Jenna
A reminder, I would love to hear some feedback. I have the rest of the story written and I am in the process of cleaning and editing. This has been a labor of love for the past few years. This is the first time I have ever written anything left alone a fully story.
Part Five – The Lessons
The change in our own sex lives was immediate, and I was thankful for that, even if another man was responsible. I had assumed that after succeeding in his quest to finally get Jenna in bed that Steve would soon move on to some other woman, just as he had done with other women. But he apparently recognized something in her that he didn’t want to abandon just yet.
The next couple of times Steve and Jenna met, they went to an upscale apartment owned by the company that was used for visiting consultants and prospective clients.
Jenna would always call me and make sure I was okay with her meeting Steve after work. When she would get home, we would have sex after she told me about their evenings. Honestly, the sex wasn’t sounding very adventurous. It was not far from our own sex life before Steve had visited. There was one glaring exception, Jenna was excited about sex and having multiple real orgasms both times they had met. As much as Steve would have preferred to take Jenna there daily, the apartment was often occupied. Therefore, Steve started arranging to Jenna meet in fancy hotels around town.
Like the apartment, she would ask me first, and if she stayed out longer than usual, she would call to let me know she was okay. Jenna would return flushed, and disheveled. As soon as she walked in the door, Jenna would drag me in to the bedroom, rip off our clothing, and within a few minutes I would be sliding my cock into her. As I reclaimed my wife, she would tell me everything they did. Rather than being shy about the details, she had now grown to a point of clearly being proud of the things she could say and do.
I struggled to not cum within three minutes of being inside of Jenna for two reasons: hearing Jenna talk about sex with enthusiasm and the feeling of her pussy being so stretched out by Steve’s cock it was essentially ruined for my little cock. I always tried to last until she described the first time Steve made her cum in any given session. I seldom lasted for more than five minutes. Jenna always left our bed to clean up with a disappointed look on her face.
Meeting Steve in the hotels contrasted with anything Jenna’s previous sexual experiences. Jenna was aroused at the prospect of going to different hotels to meet a man. In her mind, she was like one of the women in the trashy romance novel’s she would read at the beach. Jenna started to fantasize about being one of the characters and Steve being the “secret lover”. She imagined herself sneaking off to hotels during her lunch break where Steve would fuck her passionately until they both came. All the while her character’s husband was blissfully unaware.
With Jenna’s imagination running wild, her arousal got so intense that she masturbated for the first time. One night after we went to bed, her mind rolling and feeling very embarrassed about being aroused, Jenna snuck out of our bedroom and to the living room. There on the couch, she imagined herself in her favorite beach novel. In her fantasy, she told me that she had a weekly long work trip for a boring accounting re-certification seminar. Instead, she and Steve flew to Fiji, where they fucked for four days straight in places where they could get caught like on the outdoor terrace of their room. All the while, her fingers swirled on her clitoris and drove her to a mind-blowing orgasm. The thought of her going on a vacation just for sex without telling me became Jenna’s ultimate fantasy.
It was at one of Jenna’s earliest meetings at the hotel that she experienced tasting cum for the first time. It was nearly an hour into their session, Jenna was on the edge of a third orgasm and Steve had her on her back at the edge of the bed. Steve’s were feet on the ground, his hands gripping her tiny hips, and his thick 9.5-inch-long cock rhythmically pounded her stretched and dripping cunt. As Jenna slipped into loud moaning orgasm, Steve was on the verge of his own orgasm. Unable to hold it, Steve stepped back using his hands to pull Jenna off the bed and on to her knees her ordered Jenna to “Open her mouth and stick out your tongue". Jenna’s mind still lost in orgasm she instinctively obeyed. Steve stroked his cock once, put the head of his thick member in Jenna’s mouth, and with a deep grunt – filled her mouth with his thick cum.
Jenna’s blinked in shock as she was revoted by the thick salty cum that he filled her mouth with and before she could react, Steve barked again “Swallow it!” – Jenna closed her mouth and swallowed hard.
“Now lick it clean”, Steve commanded.
Jenna couldn’t help herself; it was like her body was on autopilot. She leaned forward, stuck her tongue out, and awkwardly ran it the length of his big cock. There was a different flavor on his cock; it wasn’t salty like the cum but instead it was sweet and almost savory. It took a few seconds of processing that she was tasting her own pussy juices.
As her tongue covered the last bit of Steve's cock, he smiled “Good Slut” and without thinking Jenna replied “Thank you”. In the matter of a few seconds, she had swallowed a man’s cum and tasted her own pussy for the first time. On top of that, she thanked him for calling her a slut.
After that meeting, every time Steve came, whether it be in her mouth or her pussy, he would have Jenna would lick his cock clean. She was turned on by doing something seemingly taboo. As the weeks went by, Jenna began to enjoy licking Steve’s cock clean and to savoring the flavorful salty and sweet flavor of her own juices mixed with Steve's cock. More importantly, she craved the approving “Good Slut” comments Steve would give her as her tongue and lips explored his shaft. Jenna soon felt that licking his cock clean was her way to thank him for letting her have an orgasm.
Jenna’s attitude changed about sex and life. She seemed freer and more open about things.
Jenna bought new, more revealing clothes. She. Instead of being embarrassed when men looked at her, which they now did more than ever, she seemed secretly pleased. Jenna and I were now having sex three or four times a week. She’d often be the initiator. We started having sex in every room in the house, in every position, and she now let me cum in her pussy or in her mouth! Although I had paid a major price for this change, I definitely didn’t want the old Jenna back; in my mind it was “mission accomplished.”
But some things you set into motion take on a life of their own. Suddenly, Jenna was wanting to try everything. No longer was I thinking about outside sex; in fact, I found myself struggling to keep up with her new sexual appetite.
Now, when we had lazy time in before bed or on weekends, Jenna would grab her laptop and watch porn. She’d be looking for new things to try. In a few weeks we had Sex in a car, in an airplane, in a park, and in a pool. She wanted to try more risky behaviors: giving me a handjob in the booth of a restaurant, she’d flash me in the grocery store when no one was looking, and even let me fuck her in a theater.
Steve must have also felt her need to make up for lost time, and since he felt he now had some control over Jenna, he decided that this was his chance to try some new things with a woman.
Steve introduced Jenna to Bondage. He would blind-fold her and tie her spread-eagled on a hotel bed. Without vision or the ability to move, she only concentrated on the sensations on her body. Steve got to be an expert on when she was about to come. To tease Jenna, he would abruptly withdraw just she started to come. Sometimes he would use a vibrator. Unable to move, she could do nothing; just hang on the edge of cumming. In exasperation she would finally start to plead for him let her cum. Steve would edge Jenna to the brink of orgasm, often for close to two hours.
Bondage was a power thing with Steve. He would look at her helplessly tied beneath him and say, I want to hear you beg for it. I found it hard to believe that my wife would beg a man for sex, but that is what Steve had Jenna doing. It not only turned-on Steve, but because of the way Jenna had been all her life, being able to do this was liberating for her. She now seemed to relish pushing the boundaries of her new-found sexual freedom. During one of the bound and blindfolded sessions, Jenna said it seemed as if there was another man in the room, but Steve had said it was just her imagination.
When Steve could not get away for an evening at a hotel, he would call her into her office, and they would have sex. Sometimes he would fuck her on his desk and other times on his couch. One day she came home with her makeup really smeared, she was almost giddy with excitement as she told me how right as he was about to cum, he pulled out, came on her face, and told her she wasn’t allowed to clean it off until she go home.
Now when they met, they always started with him telling her to show him her tits and then get on her knees to give him head. She was terrible at it. Prior to meeting Steve, she had only given me two blow jobs in eight years and those were the only two blowjobs she had given in her 29 years.
Growing tired of months of terrible blowjobs, Steve gave Jenna an ultimatum: Until she made him cum with her mouth only, she would not be allowed to cum. He told her to go home and practice on me to get better as she was ‘disappointing him’. Now that Jenna was enjoying sex for the first time and not wanting to disappoint her new lover, she set her mind to learning the art of a good blowjob. Every few days, she would come home and tell me about how Steve had fucked her and then just as she was about to cum, he would pull out his cock and stifle her orgasm. Each time she was denied an orgasm she become more zealous at sucking my cock and trying the things she saw on now daily porn intake. Apparently, taking her to the edge of orgasm multiple times and not letting her cum was an excellent motivational tool.
At first, she could barely fit my five-inch cock halfway into her mouth. Each time she would improve, within a week, she would have my cock all the way in her mouth, letting her tongue massage the bottom of my shaft she would then lick my balls as she reached the base. On her way back up she would suck on my cock to give more pleasure. She had become a champion cocksucker, soon I was barely able to last three minutes without cumming. Despite her changes, she never let me cum in her mouth. I would tap her on the shoulder, and she would jerk me off until I came on her tits. She explained that Steve didn’t want to kiss a “whores’ mouth full of another man’s cum” and since she loved kissing him, she didn’t want me to cum in her mouth.
One day she came early, home acting a bit bashful. After a bit of hemming and hawing, I was able to get Jenna tell me what was up.
She turned bright red with embarrassment “I.. I.. I.. don’t know how to put this” she stammered “But, I really love what you and I have been doing every night, but Steve’s cock is… uh. a bit…”
I interrupted “bigger?”.
She nodded meekly. “So, to be able to get him off, Steve said I need something a bit…. bigger to practice on” she said as she pulled out 9-inch-long rubber cock with a strap attached to it.
I was speechless. Thinking she was hurting my feelings she spoke up “You’re perfect for me! I want to get better though. Not only for Steve but for you too! I mean, look at how much better I have gotten!”
I chuckled. “Yeah, I mean, a month ago I never thought you would ever give me head!”
She held up the big flesh colored cock and inspected it closely “Steve used one of those ‘make your own dildo kits’ it’s a mold of his cock. Apparently, I am supposed to strap it to you while I practice on it, so it is more realistic.”
I went to speak up, but I didn’t know what to say. After a few moments Jenna spoke again “Are you okay? I love you and we can stop if you want?”
I shook my head and thought about my situation for a moment. Once again thinking, once she gets him off with her mouth, he’ll get bored and move on; after which I will have a little nympho for a wife.
Jenna interrupted my thought, her voice revealing a bit of concern, “Ryan?” Damn, I had taken too long to respond.
Taking a deep breath, I looked at my beautiful wife, I knew I could not refuse her. “Yeah, I mean. It’s okay with me if it is what you want. I just want to see you happy and to be honest, I love the change in our sex life.”
She smiled and kissed me.
Prior to the dildo, we had started a new after dinner blowjob ritual. Jenna and I would head to the living room, she would take off her top and show me her beautiful tits and pull my pants off before I sat on the couch. Just like she always did for Steve. This time however, she strapped this huge rubber cock on me, just above my cock. Unfortunately, my body gave away how turned on I was, and I immediately got rock hard. Jenna tried to go down on the rubber cock but her chin was poked by the tip of my cock.
Laughing she said, “Well this won’t do!” as she took my cock in her mouth and within five minutes I came as on her tits. Like usual, immediately after cumming I became soft.
Now that my cock was no longer a hinderance to her, she proceeded to practice her blowjob skills on the Steve’s rubber cock. After ten minutes had passed, Jenna was satisfied with her progress.
As she was cleaning herself up a little a devilish smile ran across her face. “You know. I haven’t cum in weeks! I really could use a hard fucking and an orgasm” I laughed “You just made me cum! I do not know if I will be able to get it up again for a little be” Jenna smiled and shook her head and pointed at the strap on “Well… We could try to use this!” She said slyly. I shrugged “Well, I guess that could be fun. I mean, I would basically be fucking you with Steve’s cock” She laughed and started to get up.
On her way up, I watched in amazement, as if on instinct, she spit on to her hand and rubbed it on the rubber cock. Then climbed on top of me and slid the cock into her pussy. Jenna then rode that cock like a woman possessed. As I sucked and squeezed her tits as she rocked her hips back and forth.
I placed my thumb on her clit and started rubbing as she fucked the rubber cock, she screamed out “Oh fuck! Don’t stop!”. Jenna’s body became flush, and her tits began to sparkle as tiny beads of sweat formed on them. Within a few minutes, she suddenly snapped her head down and started kissing me deeply and her body began to quiver as she came.
As she caught her breath, I continued to hold my flushed sweaty wife and spoke up “That was…” she suddenly interrupted me “Amazing! Fuck me again!
As she laid on her back on the couch, I positioned the big rubber cock between her legs, and proceeded to fuck her again. As I thrust the big rubber strap-on into my beautiful wife, watching her perfect perky tits jiggle with each thrust, her loud moans, and cries as she approached another orgasm, I realized my cock as still hanging limp and pathetic. No wonder why she never enjoyed sex. I could never keep up with her or make her really cum!
Part 6 – The Proposition
Steve went out-of-town for a family vacation for three weeks and during that time, Jenna had mastered deep throating the dildo modeled on Steve’s huge 10” cock. The Wednesday the week Steve returned; the company had senior staff meeting in Steve’s office. Afterwards Steve asked Jenna to stay to ‘talk about a job’.
After everyone else had left and a few moments of small chat Steve made sure his office door was locked. He motioned Jenna to sit in one of the chairs facing his desk as he made his way around to his chair behind the desk.
He smiled as he spoke up “Well, Jenna… Have you been practicing like I asked?” Jenna nodded “Yep! Nearly every night. I think I am almost to the point where I can make you cum with my mouth only!”
He clasped his hands in front of him and thought for a moment. “Wonderful, have you fucked Ryan recently?” Jenna gleefully nodded and explained how she had been getting fucked by the strap on after she practices.
Steve’s smile brightened as he listened to Jenna “You’ve surprised me an become quite the sex kitten! I can only assume that means you want to continue our fun then?” Jenna beamed “Oh my, Yes!” He nodded “Good, before we go any further, you need prove to me that you can meet the challenge I gave you”
Jenna squirmed in her chair, partially from nervousness, but mostly excitement. She barely could contain herself as heart started racing, her tender pussy became warm and start to tingle in excitement, and she could feel her skin flush.
Her thoughts were quickly interrupted when Steve spoke up. “Before we start, we need to set some ground rules. From now you are not permitted call me by my name. You must call me ‘Sir’ or ‘Master’. Do you understand?”
Jenna nodded and uncomfortably whispered “Yes Sir”
Steve raised a brow “Good. You are nothing but my personal fuckhole now, as such, I will use you as I feel fit. You will ask before cumming, you will not sexually pleasure anyone other than me without my permission. That includes Ryan.”
Jenna swallowed hard, trying to find words to negotiate with the looming man, and before she could interject Steve continued, “Starting today, anytime I snap my fingers twice. You will expose your tits, kneel in front of me, and you will suck my cock to completion. After I cum, you will ask if you earned the privilege to swallow my cum. If so will swallow all of my cum and suck my cock clean. If not, you will spread it on your tits and leave it until you get home. It does not matter if we are alone or if we’re in the middle of Times Square. If you meet my expectations, you will be rewarded for being a good girl. If you fail me, there will be consequences. Do you understand?”
Jenna once again nodded, her face flushed with embarrassment as she responded, “Yes Master”.
As she responded, Steve pushed his chair back from his desk and snapped his fingers twice. Jenna hesitated.
Steve then pointed to the ground in front of him, “Don’t make me remind you of what I just said.”
Jenna blushed and nodded. “Yes Ste..” I mean “Master”
Steve still sitting behind his desk in his big, overstuffed leather executive chair smiled as Jenna awkwardly got on her knees and fussed with her blouse to expose her perfect round C-cup tits. Despite her past of being absolutely offended and disgusted by the thought of having a cock in her mouth, Jenna was now excited, and her mouth started watering as she unzipped Steve’s pants and pulled out his semi soft but still huge cock out of his pants. As she stared at the huge cock in front of her, she was possessed and couldn’t control herself. She opened her mouth and took Steve’s cock into her mouth; she was still surprised by its size.
She could barely get just a little bit of his nine inches of his cock into her mouth. As Steve’s cock grew, Jenna struggled even more to get any reasonable portion of Steve’s cock between her lips. But she persisted using all of her new tricks she had learned from her practice cock. Running her soft pink tongue from the base of Steve’s cock to the tip, lightly sucking on its purple head, while flicking her tongue on its base, sliding her tiny hand up and down the length of the shaft, all the while her sparkling blue eyes kept contact with his. Slowly, she worked her way down the shaft, stroking, sucking, licking; two inches, five inches, seven inches.
Once Jenna got Steve’s massive cock all the way into her mouth, she could feel it going down her throat. It was then that Steve said “Good Girl…. Now… hold it there.” As he put cupped his hands around the back of her head keeping it from moving. As she started to gag lightly, Steve let up and pulled her head back up “Do it again slut!”. Jenna nodded as tears ran down her face from gagging and gasping as she struggled a soft “Yes, Sir!”. Once again, once Jenna had reached the base, he held her head down a bit longer this time.
As Jenna made it down his cock a third time Steve instructed her to relax her throat and stick out her tongue. “Now, don’t fight me. You’re my fuck toy” – this time instead of letting up pressure on her head, he used his powerful arms to face fuck her, stopping every few strokes to let her catch her breath before slamming his cock back into her mouth.
Jenna’s makeup was smeared by tears, saliva covered her chin and tits, and she could hardly breathe. Jenna was shocked that she was getting more turned on as this man dominated her. Suddenly, Steve pushed his cock all the way down her throat and held it there. Jenna heard him grunt loudly and his cock jump in her mouth and throat as he dumped a thick load of cum down her throat. Surprising Jenna, she gagged hard, but he held her head as additional few throbs of his cock pumped more streams of thick cum down her throat. After Steve came, he released his grip on the back of her head. Jenna immediately fell back gasping for air, his cock sliding out of her mouth pulling gobs of warm cum with it and all over her chin.
Steve smiled at Jenna’s freshly fucked face “Good Girl! You’ve been practicing. Before I reward you though…”.
Using his finger, he wiped up the cum that had spilled out of her mouth from her face and tits and held it up to her mouth “Remember, make sure you get it all”.
Jenna blinked dazed looking his finger with cum on it, when almost on instinct she stuck out her tongue and licked the salty white cream from his fingers before lightly sucking on them. Before asking “Master, did I earn your cum? May I please swallow your cum?” Steve nodded and greedily swallowed his spunk.
As soon as she swallowed, Steve stood up while forcefully grabbing Jenna’s arm and pulling her to her feet. As soon as she was standing, his’s powerful arm spun her around and pushed her face first on to his desk exposing her tiny round ass, her feet were now off the floor.
Using his knee, he spread the tiny woman’s legs apart “Now, keep ‘em spread”, looking down, he could see her juices already running down her leg. Jenna squirmed with excitement as she felt his cock press against the lips of her sex.
“Do you want to be fucked?” He growled
“Yes” she cooed breathlessly.
“What did you say slut? I can’t hear you”
A bit louder “Yes!”
Steve smacked her exposed ass hard with his had “Yes who?”
She yelped in pain but managed a clear “YES SIR”
As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt Steve’s Nine-inch-long cock plunge all the way into her. Her mind was racing, she loved his forcefulness, she loved being his whore, she loved the taste of his cum, she wanted his cock buried in her. All of this stimulus so quickly Jenna was about to cum after 10 or 15 hard and deep strokes.
Jenna some how remembered Steve’s rules despite being on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm. “Master, I am about to cum!”
Steve pulled all but the head of his cock out and teased her. “Are you going to fuck anyone without my permission?”
“No, Master. I won’t!” she gasped.
He slid his cock in just a little bit then quickly pulled it back out “Who is your Master? Who does your pussy belong to?”
Squirming and on the edge of an orgasm “You Sir; you own my pussy! You’re my master!”
After a few more strokes, he paused again. “If you want to cum, Beg me”
“Please Master! Please let your pussy cum! Please fill me with your cum! I’ve been a good girl please!” She begged breathlessly.
A couple more stokes, and Jenna was quivering again. Steve then grabbed Jenna by the shoulder pulling her up, so her tits left the table as her back arched. He slammed his cock into her and kept his rhythm just until the moment she was about to cum and pulled it out. “Do you want to cum? Whose property are you now?”
Jenna unable to focus screamed out in please “Yes Master, please let me cum! I am your whore. Your property!”
“Good Girl! You may cum.” he growled. Steve proceeded to fuck her with long and deep strokes. Within seconds, Jenna had the longest and hardest orgasm of her life. As soon as she came, Steve shot another load deep inside of her quivering body.
All was quiet for a few minutes, Jenna felt him pull his cock out of her and release his grip on her body. She struggled to turn over. She felt drops of his cum drip from her well fucked pussy on to his desk and saw their combined juices all over his cock, she remembered his instructions from earlier. Despite being exhausted, she was able to climb off Steve’s desk without smearing the cum on his desk, she proceeded to use her tongue to clean the sweet and salty mess from his cock and his desk.
As they were getting dressed, Steve looked at Jenna and said, “I think we need to have dinner with Ryan on Saturday.”
Jenna nodded in compliance. “Yes Sir”
Steve looked over the now disheveled woman, “Oh, remember, don’t fuck anyone unless I tell you. That includes Ryan”.
It was Wednesday and I had started working from home on Wednesdays as I could not focus at work. Almost every Wednesday Jenna came home with a new story about her and Steve. I would fantasize about what Steve was doing to her and I would be hard all day. At least at home I could jerk off thinking about my tiny and beautiful wife being fucked by her handsome and successful boss. That day I was exceptionally horny, and as soon as I heard the garage door open, I nearly ran to the door to meet her. As she opened the door, I pressed Jenna against the wall and kissed her deeply. When my tongue met hers, I noticed a distinctly pungent salty flavor, I immediately knew that it was Steve’s cum. I tried to lead her hand down my pants but she pulled away.
We broke our kiss, and I gave her confused and desperate puppy eyes.
Jenna shook her head softly, “Sorry hun, I am just too sore from today”.
She did not explicitly tell me she was not allowed to sleep with me or pleasure me. I slumped in disappointment, my cock aching in my pants.
She could see my desperation, “You could jerk off and look at my tits as I tell you about my afternoon with Steve”.
“Oh my! Please!” I blurted out.
Jenna took me by the hand and led me to our bedroom. Once in our room, she motioned for me to sit in the chair that only a few months earlier I had sat in while watching Steve fuck her. As I did so, she stripped off her clothing, sat on the corner of the bed, faced me, and spread her legs so I could get a good look at her still red and swollen pussy.
Not wanting to cum immediately, I stoked my cock slowly as my well fucked wife told me about her day. As she explained how she was supposed to call Steve ‘Master’ and that he called her his ‘property’, I could see her pussy getting wet. Her delicate fingers made her way to her clit and made tiny circles as she told me of how he face fucked her and how he came down her throat.
By the time she explained how she begged Steve to cum in her, I was edging myself and her fingers were a blur rubbing her clit. I desperately wanted to fuck my wife but I was more mesmerized by watching her get herself off.
Between labored breaths and moans the tiny brunette finished her story “As soon as he came, I remembered to ask for permission to swallow his cum and then licked the cum off his desk and his cock.”
She blushed and slowed her fingers for a moment. “I can even still taste his cum on my lips”.
Jenna’s eyes went wide “You kissed me at the door! You tasted his cum too” as soon as she said that both of us orgasmed at the same time.
After regaling me with her story and regaining reason, her look changed from pleasure to concern and panic as if she just realized that she had passed a line of no return. “I enjoy being Steve’s ‘Property’ and being obedient to him. Although, it feels like it changes things with us. Is that okay with you?”
I shrugged not fully understanding as my mind was clouded from having cum, “I mean, if you enjoy it…”
Jenna’s eyes squinted as studied my face, I think hoping that I would betray some dark secret, “You knew this would happen, didn’t you?”
I looked back in to her sparking sapphire blue eyes, I didn’t say anything; I didn’t need to. Annoyingly, after nearly eight years of marriage, Jenna could read my mind and always knew what I was thinking. She furrowed her brow; I could see her lost in thought for a moment.
“If he won’t take no for an answer after this, I would have to quit my job. I mean I can’t exactly claim sexual harassment at this point.” She could, of course, but I wasn’t about to muddy the waters with that. For the first time in her life, Jenna had apparently really gotten into sex. That’s something I had been desperately wanting since I had found out when we were dating about how uptight she was about sex, and I couldn’t get that out of my mind. I shifted the conversation to another thought.
I shrugged before adding “And if you would quit, where would you get another job that pays like the one you have? Isn’t this the house you wanted, despite the payments; not to mention all the things you’ve been buying.”
I could see she was still lost in thought; when what I said had sunk in, I could see her snap back to the conversation. “So, what am I now, a prostitute; doing it for money?”
I shook my head trying to calm her, “No, I hope you are enjoying it; that you both enjoy it.”
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