.."Do I have to show him my breasts now?" she appealed to me."Don't look at him, you silly girl!" he snapped, "do as you are told and take of that top...so that I can see your titties!" Go on..." I said, hardly able to speak, "do as the man says now..."My wife reached around behind her and undid the strap there, letting the bra fall to the floor. She straightened up and stood there, topless in the dimly lit shop...bare breasted and bare bellied in front of this horrible fat man...her hands over. " Feels good to me too", he chuckles.His right hand is rubbing my back and shoulders and that feels good to me too. My cock is rising to the occassion. My left hand wraps itself back-handed around it and gently squeezes it to keep it happy for the moment. I start to jerk his cock in a steady tempo and soon his breathing quickens and his hips are moving up and down on the bed in tune with my hand movements. I slow down a bit. I want to prolong my pleasure, and his, as long as possible. I take my. He wasn’t enjoying it, he fucking loved it. I texted again:Just remember, when she gives you her ring, you don’t have to take it. You have all the power and control until you choose to take it. It goes both ways though... She doesn’t have to take it back.She gets to choose if she wants to give you back that power and control or keep it for herself like she did today. It’s always a risk you’ll have to take if you want this...Now it sounds like you've got a hard dick that you can’t do anything. Then one night when we were out having couple of beers. OK LETS GO! she said. where? i asked. to that nasty movie theater you want to go to! we decided to have a couple more beers before we went and i order some shots to get her feeling little braver. OK lets go the wife said. this is going to be fun i told her little did i know just how much fun. as we walked in we noticed there were only guys in there a few in the back sitting to gather and the rest were sitting alone. i could tell the wife.