Sidney froze, unable to believe what was transpiring now that he wasactually here. The music played unanswered as he just stared into thesmall audienc... of maybe ten or fifteen women like a deer watching theheadlights come screaming at him. "From somewhere in the audiencesomeone called, "dance." and this was immediately repeated from one ofthe four girls sitting at the front table. Then a few more and finallySidney was able to coax his body into motion.It was awkward at first as every move seem. Consequently J.W. was spending a lot more time at the construction trailers on the sites. He wouldn’t get home most nights until 9:00 and sometimes 10:00. This was his normal six day a week schedule. Early Sunday morning he would return to the trailer and tie up loose ends until around noon. J.W. would come home and do some of the normal maintenance around their house and then veg out until time to go to bed. This left Bonnie at home with the kids with no adult interaction, other than at work.. But I knew that my wife was lying and if I got the police involved things would get way out of her control. She was never going to allow that. She was trying to control me and my reactions were worrying her – which was what I wanted. I wanted truth and understanding. I needed to know.I picked up the landline phone and pressed the buttons. Her finger came down on the disconnect bar.“Why would you do that?” I asked.“He didn’t blackmail me,” she admitted.“I didn’t think so. When I saw you lying. ....a feeling so unbelievably intense overtook her.Ollie seemed to be aware that Nikki was on the verge of orgasm so quite quickly withdrew the rod and placed it back on the side table and took a drink, draining her wine glass.“Enough of this gentle foreplay it is time for you to be fucked” Ollie releases the rope and clamps and invites Nikki to stand, facing the bed, then instructs her to kneel on the edge of the bed and bend forward, pussy in the air. Nikki feels the cold of the lube on her.