She took his cock in her right hand andbegan to work it up and down the boy's shaft. He moaned in appreciation ofthe attention! The waiter gently pu...hed Hafida backwards, and began tosuckle on her tits. Now this, I had discovered very early on our weddingnight, was Hafida's weak spot, as it were! Suck on her tits and her pussyflooded! She was putty in my hands after that! His mouth on her nippleand his finger deftly working her pussy, the waiter had reduced Hafida to asexually charged bag. I drive straight to her apartment after work. I walked in on her fucking her ex girlfriend. We fight and argue for a little bit. She tells me she can't stand being alone for this long. Seeing as I still have 6 weeks to go, I decide to just break it off. I am glad we didn't move in together because that would have been just another headache.I just concentrate on my project for the next six weeks, trying to forget my ex. Finally after 10 weeks, I am done. I liked the people I worked with. "Humph. Not really good enough but I will let you off today, you must dobetter tomorrow. Now get on with your work like a good girl."The chat went blank and he was gone, leaving me to sit there a bundle ofnerves. I tried hard to get involved in my work, to take my mind off mypredicament, but it just kept returning to me. My hand kept slippingdown under the skirt, tracing the shape of the chastity device, tryingto find some way of relief, which only frustrated me more. In the end Idid manage to. The rest of the day involved a lot of rubbing, squeezing, slapping, pinching and fondling of tits, cock, balls and pussy, usually culminating in a late afternoon suck or fuck session.I admit, I was enjoying this arrangement much more than I expected. Mr Franklin’s cock was mesmerizing and absolutely majestic. I loved seeing and playing with it, which I did constantly throughout the day. The extra money was great, too. My husband was still looking for work, and my paycheck from Mr Franklin was.