"Okay, but damn it, you are paying, I'm sure you can afford the 'Dungeon, ' it's where the winos drink during the daylight," I replied."Alright, but o...ly if you don't drink too much." I never drink THAT much," I said with a wicked smile. After he had gone I asked Ed, "What's his story." His dad is a drunk, one who doesn't know enough to stop driving. He will probably do thirty days on the farm this time. It's a big game, I think. They arrest him whenever they see him. His lawyer gets it reduced. When the doorbell rang, I started to get up - obviously, it's harder for my husband to get to the door - but he said he'd go. Which was the first clue that he had something planned for me.I waited, sat on the sofa, until he reappeared with a couple - male and female, young and both very good looking. Not sex then, I thought. I stood up to greet them, and they were introduced as a friend from work (the man) and his partner. "Nice to meet you," I said, and looked at my husband. "I thought you. Herass hole was no longer a tight and repulsing avenue to my dick. It was actuallyinviting and it, too, had just the right amount of pressure on my tool. I begancycling in and out of her hole and she began using her sphincter muscles tocontrol the pressure on my sex. Overnight she had become a marvelous ass holefucker. I felt as though I was going to explode. I was sweating profusely now andmy perspiration was dropping steadily down onto her tits. Her tits glistenedand, for the first time, they. This one was more of a sell job, like I thought it was going to be.After our seminar, we walked around and chatted with a few vendors, about their products that may help us, in our facility. We actually knew a couple of the vendors, since they visit our place on occasion. When around them, we made sure to be very professional. Mary did ask, “You think they could tell that we have eyes for each other?” I told her it was very doubtful. They only want our business and could care less about.