Clayton looked from me to Liz before smiling.“I’d done a fair amount of research on each of you before I sent a resume, ” he said. “I … I’...e seen clips of you together and separately. I’m certain both of you are proud and you both have a right to be proud. But I didn’t get the impression that either of you take yourself too seriously. I’m glad. Although, I did wonder if I’d walked into the middle of a personal argument.”“There is a lot more yelling in our personal arguments, ” Liz said.“And the. “Now you're going to get what you want bitch!” My cock was already throbbing. I rubbed it over her pussy and she was so wet. She parted her legs and lifted her ass to meet each thrust. She started a sigh but cut it off. “Get off of me you bastard!” She gave a bit of a struggle but never really tried to break free. “No, please stop!” Her ass pushed hard onto my cock. My hips were on there own now, I needed to cum. She shifted her hips slightly, and I felt her pussy begin to spasm. “Oh God,. ” She was looking around the floor and couch, then picked her panties up from the floor. “But I don’t want to go yet…”Karen stood up and pulled her pink panties back on. Her boobs danced around delightfully while she did this. “Listen to me, mister. You have a twenty-minute walk ahead of you, and you’re already late, and I will NOT have you get grounded because you missed your curfew.” She picked up his jeans and tossed them to him. “Get dressed, NOW.” Karen tied the ends of his shirt together. The whole evening was a turn on to me, but what was most exciting was giving Marsha orders, and watching her perform. The next day when I asked Marsha if she liked our night, her response was that she enjoyed seeing me happy. She really is the perfect wife.It was a few weeks later that I found out about an orgy house where there were "couple only" parties. I had Marsha wear a loose dress with nothing on under it. I finger fucked her the entire drive to the house. Once inside, in the bar area,.