My underwear was still wet from the last time. I read over the note again and again and rubbed my hard cock. No one could see me. I wanted to cum so b...dly but knew that it would be a huge mess. It was all I could do to just put the note in my glovebox and stop touching himself. I finished my lunch and went back into the office, in a hurry. When we got back in there, it was time to take more calls. We both put on our headsets and sat back down. A folded up piece of paper flew onto my desk. Im. “Not alive,” she said.Daniel quirked an eyebrow. “What else can you remember?”Piped frowned and looked around. “I did remember the falls,” she said. She looked frustrated as she tried to remember more.She rubbed the side of her head and the faint scar that followed her hair line for several centimetres. “I think I got this here. I think it’s why I get a few fleeting images come to me but not full memories.”“I’d say you got a concussion. That would make sense as to why. What about before you. Andrea turned her head to face me and said I'm sorry honey there will be no sex for you for a long time after Michael gets finished with me. She said you had better pull your little pee pee out and jerk it . I didn't , I was to busy watching my beautiful blonde wife being an absolute whore for a guy we only met last weekend. What happened next was a very big surprise to me. Michael pulled his cock from Andrea's ass and rolled her over then he put it to her lips. She took it in her mouth and. Madge explained that she was getting changed from her work clothes.5 minutes later the wife came into the room and sat, without saying a word, next to me. Looking across to the wife I saw her for the first time in almost 5 months, her face drawn and with her hair tied back and no makeup, she looked older. I reached across to hold her hand she smiled but didn’t say anything.Madge stood up and tossed the cock cage key at me and said, you can get that thing off now unless you have grown to like.