He laughed and said “any girl wearing that vest is a real biker’s whore”.Again, I went out of town on a business trip but I decided to come back...two days early. As I planned I drove past the biker bar, it was packed. Sure enough, her car was parked outside. I drove home changed and came back wearing dark glasses and a hoodie as a disguise. I sat in a dark corner of the bar and that’s when I saw her. There was my lovely house-mouse wife swallowing down a beer with her new biker lover, Butch. She. Alyson was to be dressed as sluttily as possible with lots of heavy makeup. Their names are Jean and Jill Potter.Saturday arrived and both Alyson and Graham were horny not knowing what to expect. The other evening with Claire was her first bisexual experience and she had enjoyed it immensely.They showered and Alyson wore her quarter cup bra that just covered her nipples, suspender belt and sheer seemed stockings. She didn't bother with any panties. Then she found her 5 inch red high heel shoes.. Her pussy was still wet from fucking the anthropology professor, indeed still loaded with his cum, and she could feel the potent juice dripping down her inner thigh. She prayed it didn’t show on the outside but didn’t have time to find a mirror and look. ‘Come in,’ said the thick Slavic accent from behind the door. Christi cautiously pushed it open, and it creaked loudly. Into the lair of the beast, she thought. ‘Ah yes,’ Professor Ludovic said, ‘Christi.’ He sat behind an ugly metal desk.. ‘Why did you come and find me?’ she asked. ‘Why did you ask? We’ve been going for so long and you never asked.’ Lauren’s heart accelerated, making it hard for her to swallow. ‘It was my job, just like it’s your job now.’ the earnest response drew Lauren to sit up in bed. Julia put an arm around Lauren hoping to coax the truth from her. Lauren nearly shut down. She had never imagined she would have to confess this deep in her soul to Julia. She couldn’t even fathom looking in Julia’s eyes and.