He continued rubbing my legs, kissing them, licking them, squeezing my ass, nibbling on my cock through the pantyhose as his cock strained against his...track shorts. He helped me down and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could feel the heat of his hard cock against my groin. He continued kissing me while roughly groping my ass cheeks and keeping his hard cock pressed against me.We separated and he yanked his shorts down and pulled his jockstrap to the side. OMG, I thought. I love how men look. Let him know that, show him that. Ask for his forgiveness. Why? Because you put lifestyle in front of your marriage. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to bring a loved one into what you enjoy but it shouldn’t be a challenge to do so. Training subs isn’t a measuring stick. It’s not a job to do like training a dog. It, alone, is not an expression of love, though love is and can be expressed in this type of relationship.”I saw the red important caller light and decided to take it.oOo“Yes, our. Forced this on you. We didn't, did we."Robbie concentrated on Jordan's fingers and waited for an answer. Andshe waited. And she waited.Finally, with his free hand, Jordan reached across the gap between themand gently raised Robbie's chin so that she looked him in the eyes."Robbie, you didn't force anything on to me. You helped me to find outwho I really am. If I hadn't come here, I would have lived an unhappylife of never knowing... me."A little tear formed in the corner of Robbie's eye.Jordan. "Here... I'd like to see it."She hesitated and looked down at her lap. She could play "coy" just as easily as she could the lascivious, neglected wife. It was exciting to see her fall into the role so easily. Still, I tried to concentrate, to stay in character. The part she played so well promised so much more.She returned her purse to her side, carefully placed the bra on the table, and slid it slowly across to me with one finger.I moved it closer, next to her surrendered panties, fingered the.