Patel was shocked. Both had a good laugh.From that day onwards, it became a routine for Ranjini and Mr. Patel tomeet in the hallway and greet each oth...r, with Ranjini always wearingseductive clothes. One morning Ranjini was a bit late to get off the bed.She went to pick the newspaper thinking Mr. Patel would have alreadyleft. But to her surprise, when she opened the door, she saw Mr. Patel,standing with newspaper in hand waiting for her to open the door.Mr. Patel handed the newspaper to her and. " I said, "We'll be back soon."As we reached the garage door, I paused and turned to River."River," I began, with a stern voice, "I am going to introduce you to some people. No matter what they say, or what happens, you are not to tell them you are a slave, ask for help, or anything like that." OK, Master." she said."They will not rescue you no matter what you say," I continued, "and you be severely punished if you do. Do I make myself clear?" Yes, Master." she said, nervously.We walked in to. We got into position, what a site, and went at it. The guy in my pussy was going strong, but didn’t have much room, and guys this age do not like touching each other, so after a few minutes we stopped and one of the guys had the idea of me on my side with one guy in my pussy, one guy in my ass and the third in my mouth – guy in my pussy went in first, than ass guy went in slow – very tight and not much room, but god did I feel full, than guy in my mouth, they all started to pump in and out –. The only reason no one noticed was that it was a Wednesday night and the bar was dead. The bartender and waitress were so busy cleaning up that he could have fucked my wife on the table and they would have been clueless. Ahh, the things we realize too late.It was friggin' mind-blowing to me, because she had never done that in public before, and as I said it would never happen again. My wife, Sharee, was beyond three sheets to the wind.Hell, when I asked her about it the next morning she didn't.