He made Hattie stop and let Molly slide down before he dismounted himself. With Molly’s help, he found a good hiding spot for his precious mount and...tied her to a tree branch.Before they set out, however, Jonathan made Molly hold the horn lantern and renewed the priming charges in his pistol.“I shan’t shoot at your friends, but Wainwright’s band has muskets,” he whispered.He became stock-still when Molly put her hand on his arm.“I trust you,” she whispered.Then, led by Molly, they walked along. I loved hearing how much he came and loved hearing that he did it right there at work! Fuck, how damn exciting! He is at work, but off duty for now, just laying in his bunk. He is stroking his dick as instructed, but scared of the thought of someone walking in the room. I love the thought of someone walking in on you as you are stroking it. And right when you are about to cum, your co worker walks in and you stop and pull the covers over your rock hard cock. But, your friend walks over to you. M. the next morning and Claire was not back yet. I had expected her around two or three in the morning, but when she'd not shown up I had no idea of who or where to call to find out if she was all right. I thought of calling the police, but what could I tell them?"My wife has gone off to fuck another man and she's not home yet. Can you help me find her?"No, I didn't think I could do that. I was making my twenty-fifth trip to the front door to look outside when the limo pulled up in front of the. In that moment of lust, she had no thought for anything else: not her husband; not her marriage vows; not what other people might think. She cared for nothing but herself and her sexual bliss.The initial remorse and guilt she had felt at betraying her husband were now turning into adoration and contemplation of a more sexually powerful man. Too much time had she spent with a sexually inadequate and insignificant man; so many emotions and sensations had been denied to her as a woman! Now she was.