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Not to mention playing strip poker with our friends and fucking me in front of them. I'd played because he'd wanted it, not because I wanted to. If not for feeling guilty all the time, I wouldn't be so acquiescent to some of desires. My blackmailer was not only doing what he did, but giving Tanner little pry bars to my psyche which he was using to peel away my normal sense of modesty. I'd admit it would probably be somewhat beneficial to loosen up some from how I had been, but instead of losing any sense of reserve slowly over the course of time, it was being forcibly ripped away with a jackhammer.

"Does he give a reason for his behavior?" Tiffany asked

"He says he's proud of me, my beauty, and he was the one who captured my heart and soul, and he wants people to be envious of him. His line is, 'you don't hide the Mona Lisa in the basement. You give her a prominent display in the Louvre.' I love he thinks I'm beautiful, but I want to be beautiful for him, not every Tom, Dick, and Harry on the street."

"I can see where his attitude would drive you nuts, Brooke," Tiffany said. "You were always the least flamboyant and most conservative person in the group. We could try talking to him for you. Maybe we could convince him to respect your boundaries where you can't."

"I appreciate your offer, but I think it's something I should work out with him. I can't go running to my girlfriends or mother every time we have a dispute. Maybe it won't be as bad as I think. Maybe I'll get used to being nude from posing for Suki. Or maybe he'll change his mind and let me keep it in the closet. I'lll let him pull it out every couple weeks to look at it."

"It probably is best you work things out with him," Taylor said. "You wouldn't like it if his boy posse started trying to change your behavior."

"Ugh, especially Geoff," Yvonne said.

"I'm so glad to know I'm not the only one who thinks he's a slimy weasel," I said. "I don't know what Tanner sees in him. I know they've been friends forever, but he is such a pig."

"Tell me about it," Tiffany said. "I had to take his hands off my ass twice while we were dancing before I finally gave up and left him on the dance floor."

"Taylor, I have a favor to ask," I said.

"What? You know I'll try to help any way I can."

"I want to learn how to deep throat like you do," I said. "I'd love to surprise Tanner one day and be able to do it for him." Plus my blackmailer had given me three weeks to learn.

Another example of how my blackmailer was affecting me. I enjoyed fellatio enough with Tanner to realize I might eventually learn how to deep throat him naturally, but I had three weeks to learn. I had to force myself to learn now instead of letting it occur normally over time. The same with anal sex. Though the thought of it didn't appeal to me, I might have eventually succumbed to Tanner''s desire to do it given how much I loved him. But it wouldn't occur as a natural result of my growing love and becoming a more sexual animal over time, it was being forced upon me within a month of the first time I'd ever had sex. I was sitting around with my girlfriends with a butt plug in my ass waiting for my back door to be deflowered within the week and it would be my blackmailer taking it instead of my husband unless I allowed him to take it first. I was being forced past all my natural boundaries and inclinations before I was ready.

"Even after you bitched about him?" Yvonne asked. I jerked myself back to my life.

"I still love the guy. On the whole, he makes me happy. I'd like to make him happy too."

"I wouldn't mind learning either," Yvonne said.

"Or me. Sounds like pizza and wine time," Tiffany added.

"I don't know if I can teach it. I don't think about it, I just do it," Taylor said.

"Maybe we can figure out how you're doing it if we watch you do it enough," I said.

Tiffany ordered the pizza and while we waited for it to arrive, we sipped on an Italian chianti and I talked about some of my other escapades on my honeymoon. None that really mattered and I kept the identity of my new friends from them. I talked about the sunset cruise, snorkeling, water skiing, the dining, the massage, but all as if Tanner and I were alone or in a large group, not with new friends. Somehow, I considered I needed them to be secret if in the future, they could be of help. Its like I couldn't trust my girlfriends with the knowledge they existed. It was Kathy who suggested a private detective, and right now, my girlfriends were being investigated to see if one of them was traitorous.

The pizza arrived and I encouraged them to bring me up to date on their lives as I was running out of things I felt I could discuss with them. Tiffany had a new boyfriend. Yvonne was getting somewhat serious with her lad, and Taylor was still playing the field. Taylor was the gender opposite of Tanner before he met me, a player. I believe her longest relationship to date was a month. The only one with shorter relationship spans was Maria, who seldom went longer than two dates before moving on. As she was an admitted bisexual, it was never terribly hard to find the next one. It was hard to know she even dated as some were so brief.

We finally killed the pizza and the bottle and all settled down to have Taylor demonstrate her skills once more. She looked up at the ceiling and slid the dildo down her throat, leaving it there for fifteen to twenty seconds, then pulling it out. It looked simple enough to watch her do it. With a roll of paper towels, it was wiped off and given to Yvonne. She made a valiant effort, but still had over an inch left to go when she gave up. Another wipe and Tiffany took a hand. She didn't get it quite as far as Yvonne, though she tried longer. Then it was my turn. I believe I did better than the first time I'd tried, but didn't get it down as deep as Tiffany.

"Isn't there something you can say, something you're doing that might help us?" I asked.

"Not really. I mean I've always liked giving head, and I did it a lot, and one day I got one all the way in. I've been able to do it ever since, but don't really know why."

"Show us again," I said, "and go as slow as you can. Maybe we can see something." I handed her the dildo.

She did the same thing and as slowly as she could, lowered the glass into her throat.

"Wait," Yvonne said. "Are you swallowing right now?"

Taylor couldn't respond; her mouth full, but nodded slightly. It continued on down and I thought I could see what Yvonne was asking, her throat was moving up and down as if she were swallowing. It reached bottom and started back up, going quickly as she'd taken longer to get it all down.

Taylor sputtered a little when she pulled it out. "Yes, I was swallowing."

"Is that the trick then?" I asked.

"I don't know for sure, but you can try it."

She handed it to me and I wiped it off. I tried to do exactly as Taylor did, holding it the same way, with the bend following my throat and slowly inserted it. As soon as I reached the point I usually started choking and gagging, I swallowed several times very fast and I felt it go deeper. I swallowed some more and it went deeper and suddenly, my fingers were at my lips.

"Holy shit! Brooke's done it," Yvonne said. "She got it all the way down. Let me try again."

I pulled it out and handed it to her. She wiped it off and soon had it all the way in her throat. Tiffany tried it next and did the same.

"So that's the trick; to swallow when you swallow," Yvonne said. "Who'd a thunk it?"

"Makes a certain amount of sense though," Tiffany said. "I didn't choke on that pizza I just ate."

"And you discovered this by accident?" I asked Taylor.

"Apparently so, because you folks figured it out, not me."

"The only issue is whether Tanner's extra size can be accommodated the same way the dildo was," I said.

"The one thing to remember is glass is extremely rigid. Tanner's cock will have some flexibility. It does make it easier," Taylor said.

"Well, gals. I hate to suck and run, but I'm sure my boyfriend will want to enjoy the benefits of my new found skills," Yvonne said.

"I should get going too," I said. "Tanner is eating out with his racquetball buddy, but perhaps we can have some make up sex later. Maybe I'll light a few candles and put some romantic music on. Tiffany, thank you for having me over and providing the wine and pizza."

She hugged me. "Don't mention it. I'm glad you came over. I was beginning to think you didn't care for us anymore."

It wasn't Tiffany specifically. I didn't know who to trust anymore. I needed to be careful. I hugged the others as well, thanking Taylor specifically for the lessons.