Her arms were still pinioned in her jacket. “Please,” she said in a shaky voice. “Not here. Let’s go to the bed.”He did not appear to hear...her. His grip on her neck tightened and his dickhead entered her without ceremony. She was only moist and his cock was HUGE. “OH!!” The cry escaped her unbidden for she was unprepared for this huge invasion.Still holding her down by the back of her neck, he rocked back and pushed hard, sinking most of his enormous length into her, feeling the wonderful. . I just don't know who to trust..." As she trembled in my arms, I turned her around and we walked quickly back up to her office. She gripped the key tightly in her hand against her chest. I was glad for her that no one saw us. I guided her into her office and sat her down on the edge of her desk, taking her hands in mine and waiting for her to look at me. "I have a confession to make," I said. "Then I need a drink." I chuckled. I could hardly stop myself liking her. I was pleased she felt as. How much would it cost?” he quizzed in a business-like manner.“As you have never had the privilege of seeing a real live striptease, then I’ll do it for free, but you’ll have to get me a taxi there and back as I’ll want to have a few drinks with you and your friends!”“Will your husband be ok with it?” he asked gingerly“My husband will not be there if you don’t want him to be there, and believe me, my husband is fine with my stripping and partying! We have a quite open marriage and never hide. There was no love between the couples, but there were strong friendships among us. Finding the right sharing partners was not easy. We both had to approve and trust the other couple, it was not only a physical acceptance but there was a huge issue of trust. Not just for our spouses but for their partners as well.I had known Harry and Madeline from high school. There I knew them as brother and sister. My sister and I often double dated with them as I posed as Madeline's date while Harry escorted.