But first I had an obligation to Mrs. Montgomery.Damn airplane.I didn't need it, I didn't want it, I had no place to put it. Talk about a gift horse.I...shoulda looked.Howsomever ... it wouldn't have made a lick of difference ... the difference was the auction.No ... it wasn't Montgomery's auction. No. There was an auction up in Scobey. That's in northeast Montana and not all that far from the lake ... but still in the US.The auction was for an estate ... never mind who ... just go with it. The. I took a sip of my drink. "I don't know. You're the only one who might stand a chance of knowing. But if he was cheating, it might just suit him to keep you hanging on. He wouldn't be the first husband to lie to his wife." Don't say that, you've got me worried." She looked nervous."Oh, sorry Lucy. Honestly, you know your own marriage best. It was just that you were so sure it was over. And you know I don't like to interfere between a husband and his wife. Well, if it is all back together, then. She then said that she had a specific way of working and I was to open my legs and put my hands on the back of my head. "Elbows back!!!" she ordered. "Well that is a pathetic cock. I am going to have to sort that out" I felt her hand grab my cock and twist it slightly, pulling at it. I now had an enormous (well not that big reallly) very hard erection. "That's better," she said, "I like to see my slaves stand to attention" Then I was ordered to turn around and bend over. Her hand rubbed my. . . No, no I can’t. Seconds later, she found herself sitting on the edge of the table, facing Jordan, sliding three fingers in and out of her pussy. Then the worst thing happened, the other guys, Chris and Malcolm, looked up and saw her. That only made her hornier though. She spread her legs farther apart and began moaning loudly. Surprisingly, no one else looked up. No one else seemed to notice what was happening. Melissa couldn’t orgasm though. She leaned down toward Chris, whispering in his.