Caitlin was unaware they were going to be having company for dinner. Lydia didn't know who the gentleman was but she did know that Devon wanted to imp...ess him. She had been given a specific menu to follow and a list of wine and special Hors d'oeuvres to serve. At 6:45 Paige arrived as she did every morning. Caitlin had become very close to her over the last few weeks and thought of her as a companion. The Master status she had been given was not necessary in either of their eyes but was there. ”I LAUGHED AGAIN AND SAID: “THAT’S ONLY BECAUSE I’M TOUCHING YOUR SKIN AND I HAVE JEANS ON, BUT DON’T WORRY WE CAN FIX THAT.”HE SMILED AND I COULD SEE LUST IN HIS ICY BLUE EYES. I GOT UP AND PUT MY HANDS IN MY BUCKLE WHEN HIS HADS GRABBED MINE AND MOVED THEM AWAY. I STARED AT HIM AS HE RUBBED THE OUTLINE OF MY NEAR-9INCH COCK. MY DIDCK STARTED THROBBING IN MY JEANS AND I WAS TEMPED TO PUSH HIM AWAY SO I COULD RELEASE MY COCK AND SHOVE IT UP HIS MOUTH. HE KEPT RUBBING AND I STARTED TO TANGLY MY. Gently, he parted her legs, exposing her pussy to him. He traced her pussy lips with his finger before working his way to her nub. He licked his finger and circled it.“Oh, God!” Ashley buckled as she felt the searing sensation move through her body.The reporters chuckled as he did it again.Ashley made eye contact with one of the male reporters who smiled at her as Hideki’s tongue traced her pussy.“Oh yes!” she squirmed, feeling the pleasure mounting.He placed his arms under her open legs. His. To my shock, my wife walked in and stood in line waiting to order. She was wearing a short mini-skirt, and a halter-top with no bra. Her hair was wet from a recent shower. What the fuck, I thought! My heart was pounding so hard I worried people could hear it.As she stood in line, I noticed a drop fall from between her legs. She took her order and Damn if she didn't sit at the table with the black guy. I didn't know what to do. Their conversation, their body language, and the way my wife touched.