Opening my eyes, this time I could see a man slowly approaching the car, then another and another, walking out of the darkness and slowly surrounding ...he car. My wife completely unaware, just carried on sucking my cock into her mouth as the crowd gathered, but my cock was straining with excitement knowing we were being watched.She was kneeling on the passenger seat as she was sucking me, so I slid my hand under her skirt and slowly pulled it up over her waist exposing her knickers and ass to. OK, I’m in.”“One more thing,” Trent said.“Oh, yeah…what’s that?”Still leaning over my shoulder and playing with my tits, Trent looked at me and said, “No clothes.”“What?”“Yep.” He pulled me up from the chair I was sitting in and pushed my running shorts down over my hips, taking my panties with them. I stepped out of them and he tossed them over by my t-shirt and said, “When we’re in the apartment, you have to be totally nude….all the time.”I laughed, saying, “Well, if I’m going to be nude,. ” I lied. Nothing would have given more please than to be involved with Ijaz. But I knew it was wrong.So this is just a fantasy?” he asked.”Absolutely.””Well, that’s good. Nothing wrong with fantasizing about someone else during sex. Everyone does it, you know.” he said.”Really? Even you and Ayesha auntie?”The smile disappeared from his face.”Well Neha….. Things between me and Ayesha aren’t as hunky dory as they seem. We are more like roommates now than husband and wife.” he said in an unhappy. But that wasn't going to hold water. He had just given me the best blow job in my life, and I hadn't even let out a word of protest.My hurried breaths caused me to nearly choke as I bent over, unable to believe that I was really considering doing this. I took my time, prolonging the moments I had left, trying to think of any way out of it.Out of becoming a cocksucker.Other than the stigma and shame, the taste repulsed me most. I doubted I would ever be able to eat a banana again without.