..but I will break you.As I finger your ass, knowing that I am causing you both extreme pain and pleasure, I reach around with my other hand and place...a vibrator on your clit. You instantly yelp at the burst of sensation. After only a short few seconds you near orgasm, your breathing heavy, your tears of pain becoming moans of pleasure. Just as you reach the point of climax it all stops - I remove my fingers from your ass and remove the vibrator.I walk to your front, marveling at the beauty. As I leaned down to peer into the car, in typical fashion, my top gaped open widely exposing my breasts and nipples. He smiled seeing them and his hand continued to move. Indeed, there was a map spread out there. He had a hold on one corner of the map, the side closest to me, and he lifted it for me to take a look.It was then that I realized that his pants were down around his knees and the movement of his hand was him jacking himself with the map covering himself. He continued lifting the map. I talked to my wife later on that evening wanted to surprise her so I told her that I probably won't be home until mid-morning she was okay with that but was disappointed to some degree it was no big deal she said. She said just get home safe I'll talk to you soon I got to the airport in about 3 hours earlier than expected and when I got in I walked to the gate and started putting myself on standby for earlier flight so hopefully something will pan out. I called my wife to say hello see how she. But I still wanted to compete in track, that spring and summer. (Many people aren't aware of it, but a 'name' track star can make as much money as a top-level NFL star. Hanna and I were near enough to the top to be talking serious money.) Hanna and I had an agent who handled our 'amateur' track appearances. We'd made sure, and double-sure, that we conformed to all the AAU and NCAA rules. We didn't want to jeopardize our amateur standing in either track or football.The phone call was.