' Carrie whispers as we hold each other close. I pull her closer, my cock hard against her. 'No go - it will be fun. We will never see him again and I...can tell you want his cock.' I smile at her and kiss her deeply.We had back to the bar for another drink. As I place my hand on Carrie's ass my hand brushes against someone else's. I look up and see Phil looking over his shoulder at me. I move his hand away - as much as he fucked my wife and will do again that night I was very much in charge. I can drive you home later." Really? You'd do that for me?" No. It's entirely selfish. I'd do it because I don't want to miss you on Saturday mornings. It's..." ... our special time," Rhonda laughed as she completed the sentence. "I'm cold. Could we spend our special time this morning with you warming me up in bed?" I gulped. When Rhonda said something like that, she really meant cuddling her under the covers until she got warm. She didn't mean anything else. I didn't care. I agreed right. A male waiterapproached our table and looked over these two tall, sexy, big-breastedwomen very closely. I was embarrassed at his looking me over, staring at mycrossed black stocking clad legs in spike heels in a leather skirt andtrying to look down my new blouse to see what he could see. MistressDominique quickly told him to bring some coffee and he did, rightaway. Mistress Dominique had given him a dirty look and I suppose hethought he'd better leave well enough alone, although I was aroused. When I prodded her for more details she informed me that her husband takes a hundred nude pictures of her every night and she is sure that they are out there on the Internet for other people to see. That led me to do another search for the web sites that he had recently visited and to copy the file that contained his passwords to those sites. I just had to check them out.Well his machine was good as new when I left. I had covered my tracks and I had installed a program that would allow me to.