"I mean what man wouldn't wanna play a lil sexy dress up with their wife." she thought.But there he was, moping around the department store, appearing...totally uninterested. "Sobriety" had been tough, but she thought she was doing well. Of course there was that one relapse. But that was months ago, only about 2 weeks into her "program" besides she didn't think it was totally her fault anyway. I mean who could blame her when after her husband demanded that she stay home to wait for the cable guy,. Now you have to realize it was really cold out so I had jackets to cover up with but I went in the bathroom and removed both my sweater and bra then put my jacket on over top I also left the bullet right where it was. I went out to my vehicle, climbed in and started home. It was very nippely out (for those you don’t understand it is my way of saying VERY cold) as my poor nipples were 2 tight little hard buds on the ends of my breasts. Then I had the bullet vibrating against my clit. I. All I wanted was to please my boyfriend. Greg gripped my hair, pulling me towards him before he reaching around and smacking my ass hard. I could feel it would leave a mark, the idea makes me moan, asking for another one. He was willing to comply. I moved around to face away from him, straddling his cock. I started to fuck him while I watched Sam, he just sat there watching the both of us. His expression natural, I couldn't tell if he was enjoying it. I didn't want to get distracted, so I. ”“I don't know, they wouldn't tell me.” I replied, “Someone emailed it to everyone in the building.”“But who? You said you didn't recognize any of the guys here last night.”“I didn't. It must have been someone in the mail room, or maybe IT. I don't really interact with them much.”“So how did they know you?”“I guess you don't know what it's like to be a female.”“Huh?”“You get used to all the guys staring at you fairly early in life.”“Ah... all the guys there know you, I'm sure.”“I guess.”“So....