Hammer will probably do it to her three times. He usually does. His real name is Jack. We all call him "Hammer". You can guess why."It was nearly two ...ours before my wife returned to our table. Barbara had left and I was alone, my cock still hard. Paula had on her high heels, skirt and blouse, but I could tell that her bra was gone, the crowd had her panties and now her hose were also gone. I was pretty sure that she no longer had her garter belt either. Her hair was disheveled and her face. Well, I'd bought it; if it was more than I bargained for, then I would just have to deal with it...Tara came back, wormed her way between Frieda's chair and the bench on my left and knelt. "Ten minutes, Master."I nodded. "Very good. Go back to the chair -- we don't want Jock to get excited any earlier than we have to." Yes, Master." Tara got up and settled into the chair. Frieda sat there, grinning at me. Well, we had ten minutes...Tara:When my new master released me, I went straight to the. The maleness in me liked it that I wasn’t sharing her body anymore. Th thought of impregnating her flitted through my mind too but now was not the time to express that.Her divorce took a while because kids were involved but it finally got settled. I proposed as soon as she got that document and I had a ring ready too. She cried as she said “Yes”. I started to make plans.I was getting on well with the kids who spent many weekends with their father. He’d come get them and she’d go bring them. She handed me over the car key. I took out the car and we headed for a drive on the highway.As I was driving she kept holding my left hand. I also put the car on auto transmission mode and kept caressing her hand. Slowly I moved on to her thighs. She too was moving her hand on my thighs. I could clearly feel her breath and see the lust as I looked into her eyes. I took my hand on to her boobs n squeezed them softly. Damn soft they were… she let out a moan. It wasn’t possible for me to.