But then my sexy wife told me she would meet a new black client that had been recommended to her care by her Boss at the firm.Ana made me laugh when s...e said she needed a cheerleader outfit because it was a special request by that client for her to wear…I asked her if she could set up her phone cam again; so I could watch her during the meeting with that black man. Anita agreed…But she warned me I should not fuck her during the next days until the week end. I could just finger fuck her or suck. Okay, leaning against the door like they do in the movies *is* cheesy. But only as I left the room, the magnitude of what I had just done - what I had gotten away with - was starting to set in; my face became red, my pulse was racing, and I had to take a few deep breaths before I could calm down. It was oddly bizarre how excited I was, and how much alive, as in 'living in the moment', I felt. The only guilt I felt was from not feeling any guilt or regret over what I had done, something which. Becky had the bearing of a young Nordic Warrior-Queen, and I was the scrawny welp of a camp follower.I was the one who was spanking her, though, and that was something.“Earlier, you said you didn’t mind that I could see your asshole. You seemed like you were lying,” I observed as I slapped her ass again.“Two, thank you, Sir,” Becky seemed to think it was quaint I was trying to give her an affirmation and played along. “You are going to look anyway. It will only make it more fun for you if I. "Yeah,two more beers, please." Certainly, sir. But that is not what I was speaking of." the man saidnonchalantly.He turned and poured two more beers from the tap. He returned to thebar with full glasses and took the cost from the pile of cash sittingin front of Andy. Andy's parents were pretty well off, so he always hadplenty of cash. Thus he was buying tonight.After ringing up the last round, the stranger spoke again, "I wasreferring to the dilemma with your girlfriend."This guy must have been.