She found some of the fantasy sites I’d visited on my laptop. Two weeks ago after JJill had actually seen me masturbating upstairs she confronted my...wife and the two of them devised a plan. Angie ordered me naked onto the coffee table in the living room. With Jill there watching i expected something great! My cock was growing quickly but Angie ordered me to lose the erection or lose my cock.Jill moved behind me and placed my wrists in handcuffs from my toybox in the bedroom. Angie stood in. “Let’s try that today.”Diana blinks and nods and then starts unbuttoning her shirt.Then she is naked and on her knees again, her small breasts just as perky as before and her cute pussy in full view for me to look at. She sucks emotionally, but I agree with her that something is missing.“Please look at me, Dia,” I softly whisper, caressing her hair and shoulders.Me asking for her to do it is enough for her to open her eyes, and we retain eye contact during the orgasm so she can see me blinking. At least I think I hope you did. I know you packed some good quality lubricant as I saw it in your overnight bag; good girl! Your thighs were just too inviting to resist. Soft and warm, not to mention that another man will have been enjoying you opening them for him just a couple of hours earlier. I wonder if he will have marvelled at your freshly shaven pubic mound, and your glistening labia as your legs fell open for him. Will he have marvelled the way that I did when I eased open your legs. Bren had left the TV on in the kitchen and that fucking Nora screeched again and suddenly and idea bloomed.If I could muster a crew of British ‘slebs’, controlling it myself with no outside influence, could I sell the idea to the programmers? The fame culture is rife at the moment – for fucks sake I am one apparently and they had been badgering me about another series. The idea met with Bren’s approval. I took it to the management, they took their time as usual and after several months, granted.