My wife, grinning, holding what basically looked like a pornstars cock! Her hand gripped the long shaft that must have been getting on for 3" wide! Ga...ging the length against her face I estimated it was at least 8 if not 9 inches long! Maybe more!Hów the hell did she take that? Was my first thought! No fucking wonder she's smiling! No fucking wonder I struggled to please her with just my cock! It was almost half the fucking size!Fuck I was so tempted to wank off right then! But I resisted,. We watched him walk away, his hands in his pockets and his head pointed up, looking at the night sky.I pulled Char into my lap, and her head to mine, kissing her soundly. When she felt my tongue teasing her lips, she opened her mouth and surrendered her own to me. My hand went to her breast, over her dress, softly caressing, kneading and she moaned into my mouth.When we broke the kiss, she put her forehead against mine, her eyes bright as she took my hand from her breast and placed it on her. If I still wanted to go through with it, I was to sign the contract and come to the given address one week later, but tell no one where I was going. If I broke the terms of the contract, it would be null and void. I was to arrive at 10 pm on the given date. One week later I found myself driving on a remote rural road. I had been told to look for a trail wide enough for only one car at a certain mile mark. I pulled off on the trail that was heavily wooded and drove for about 2 miles before. I was wearing flat ballet shoes, a white tshirt and my tightest medium grey skinny jeans with zippers on the bottom by the ankles. They were the stretchy kind with only 2% spandex, so they were VERY TIGHT… and WAY TOO TIGHT around my bladder, which was still slowly filling up!!I grimaced and pulled up grey jeans up even higher, hoping that the crotch seams pressing against me would help hold back the pee so I wouldn’t have to concentrate every second to hold it in. “Cyn, I’m busrting, like.