Phill could not recall a time when he was more nervous.  What if she hit him?  She looked shocked, stunned perhaps, but not angry.  These were both great signs for Phill not getting hit, so he was glad to notice them.  Then she got up, refilled the drink… and it was more than Phill had dared to dream of.  She. Knelt. At. His. Feet.  He could only stare at her, this lovely woman on her knees in front of him, holding up his drink.  It was several heart beats before he finally took the drink, and that was only because he needed it.<br/>After taking the drink he simply went back to staring.  He wanted to be in control over his emotions, he wanted to be in control of the situation.  He wanted to impress his wife with that confidence he had seen Simon use.  Now that he had her on her knees he was stuck as what to do.  He was almost certain that bending her over the table was not the correct course of action.  He almost was unable to stop himself.<br/>“Oh, my lovely Kate.. I wish I could tell you, or explain to you... how utterly ... how... how erotic you look, how.. sexy and beautiful you look right now.  I… yeah.”  Phill just stares at his wife, and his hand lightly strokes her hair.  “See.. the problem I have been trying to sort through at work… is... well... us.  You.  How do I ... tell you… these things.  Like when I was staring at you over breakfast… I uh… wanted to…”  Its Phill’s turn to blush, “Well… let’s say I had something else in mind for breakfast.  The trouble is, you are very important to me.  Very important, and I am very inexperienced.  Without guidance, the likelihood is, you would get hurt.  I can’t accept that, so I put in a safety feature, so to speak.”<br/>Phill turns his gaze over to Simon. “Someone I trust, someone I know is experienced, Simon.”  Drawing in a breath he takes a drink of his whiskey.  “This is sorta it, Simon, the whole goal here.  Right now there are far too many things rushing through my head.  I have the worlds the most gorgeous woman on her knees; at my feet… what the hell do I do to make me worth such a gift?”<br/>Looking back down at Kate, “But now that you are here, do you feel this is something we can go on with?  This is a taste, albeit very small, but do you…”  Phill glances up at Simon, “Do both of you want to see where this goes?”<br/>