As I watched, a man's hand was thrust up her skirt so far his wrist and some of his forearm disappeared.I froze. My gut knotted up so badly and so qui...kly, I was abruptly deep in pain. I felt the blood drain from my face. My fingers trembled where they rested on the door handle. I felt disoriented...I couldn't think, I couldn't move. All I could do was watch.I waited for Sherrie to shove the man's hand away. Surely, this was nothing she would put up with from any man but me. I found it hard to. "So that was you who set me up with her." She laughed. "You didn't know then." "No I didn't." (Well thats another story to tell.) The waiter bought over the bottle of wine and poured two glasses. As he left Mum said she wanted to powder her nose and made for the ladies. When she got back she took off her jacket. My eyes were popping out of my head. Her blouse was unbuttoned low showing me a lot of cleavage not only that she had no bra on. I'd not noticed before because of her jacket. "Close. After asking about Starr's well-being, she asked how quickly I could meet a John."I'm in the middle of repaying Dave for rescuing Starr last night." He'll have to wait. We have a repeat customer, a high roller. The casino is paying. Wear a business suit, short skirt, lacy blouse. You'll be with him most of the night. Blow job, dinner, show, rub his back at the crap table, roll the dice for him when it's his turn, then fuck when he's ready. The tip will depend on how well he does at the table.. And she smiled. She was looking at me, her husband, chained to a rail milking the cum from another husband, while her married vagina was being violated...and she was smiling. She turned and motioned to the older husband, Steve. I just stared as he moved up behind her and began fucking her with his 50-year old cock. She said something to him and they both looked over at me and smiled and waved. She raised herself until her ample breasts were swinging free of the bench, bouncing with each thrust..