All 3 of them got back to playing with each other, I could hear my partner talking to them, telling them how hot it was to watch and how turned on she...was. I then heard one ask her if she would like to join them, saying he was only here for sex and had a wife at home. The other 2 said the same, they too were into women also. She said, ‘maybe I just want to watch for now’.They got back to having sex together but I could tell they were now more interested in my partner than each other. As one of. Watching her in that skirt was easily the biggest reason why I stopped at the sports bar where she worked for a beer or two on my way home from work, always hoping Allie would be serving me--in more ways than one. Although, I knew it was not to be. I was happily married for many years now and did not want that to change. Then before I knew it, Allie asked for my phone number. I was very hesitant at first, she begged and I gave in. We exchanged numbers and I entered AL, just in case someone. Without stopping, she led me all the way out to the dog house. Whilethe yard was fenced in, it was just chain-link, anyone looking outwould be able to see us, though it was 4 in the morning. She walked meright up to the doghouse, "Sit. This is where you will sleep tonight,sissy. I will come get you in the morning when I wake up. Good night." Good night, Mistress." She walked back to the house, and I sat infront of the dog house. I was too big to get into the doghouse, so Iwas going to have to. “A bet? Yeah fucking right, you’ll just cheat.” He frowned looking down at her, “I wouldn’t cheat, I’m a man of my word, you know that.” She huffed, blowing her hair out of her face.“What kind of bet?”He moved his hands down her smooth legs, his eyes softening. “I want to grapple with you. I need to see what you’re capable of. What you can actually do.”She looked at him confused, “You want to fight me?”He shook his head smiling, “No, I would never hit you. Unless it’s your plump ass of.