"Oh, by the way, you will be blind folded." Maris laughed and reached for the bandana. The last thing Lucan saw was Maris's cleavage.
"The oil is on the table. You may begin."
Lucan had difficulty finding Maris. But, once he located her on the daybed, he knelt in front of her. Knowing every inch of her body, Lucan knows exactly where to go. He started at her knee and slowly rubbed his hands up her leg. Maris was in a heightened state of arousal and every touch from her husband sent sparks up her leg. She was dripping wet and could hardly control herself. She wanted Lucan so badly. Every ounce of energy was channeled into controlling herself. Lucan found the locks of the first garter and soon released them. He started to roll the stocking down her leg when his fingertips brushed against the forbidden fruit.
