Did I say it's really good to have you home?"He kissed my cheek, left for the kitchen, and returned with four beers and a Tequila shot for me. I took ... sip and felt the exhibitionist buzz sweep through my head. I closed my eyes, danced, and absorbed the pleasure of a new exhibitionist experience unfolding. I eventually stripped down to just my heels, panties, and bra, smiling the whole time. I could tell that my husband was just as excited as his friends were as they watched my uniform come off. She was wearing cute little red underpants. “No thong for the slutty girl, huh.”She laughed and said, “Well, I don’t have any thongs. It’s so embarrassing to buy them at a store.” I laughed and spanked her ass to see it jiggle. My dick was screaming through my pants. I pushed the underpants aside to expose her holes. She had shaved them recently because you could see the bumps.Girls just come prepared for Goa. I smirked and spanked her again. I led her inside to the bedroom and pushed her to. " Now you do me."He lay down, his erection throbbing in the sunshine. I squirted some sunscreen onto his dick and began jacking."That's good, ' he murmured, "keep going, nice and slow."We kissed once more and I used my other hand to fondle his balls."Oh, yeaaahh..." he moaned, "faster ... faster." I obliged, pumping his dick faster and harder until he began thrusting it through my fist. "Ohhh ... fuck!" he yelled.I began to worry that someone might hear us, so I kissed him again, hoping to. All he had to do was apply a small electric current to hisabdomen, and he would orgasm - for as long as he wanted, and as often ashe liked. And you know what he did?" What?" Nothing at all. All he ever did was cause himself to orgasm. Hour afterhour after hour. He let his business slide to the brink of ruin, and thensold it for a song. He let his house fall into disrepair. His slave lefthim... and he didn't care about a thing. He wasn't bothering to take careof himself at all. If you had seen.