We held that embrace and kiss for quite awhile, but our hips and legs seemed to be doing their own thing, as the next thing I knew I was back in the p...sition that started this situation: bent over the seat with my head in the backseat and pussy facing the windshield. Only now, he was behind me and bent over the seat with me, lying against my back as he stroked slowly the full length in and then – just as slowly- back out until it almost escaped. But my starving cunt wouldn’t give up a treat. She, of course, hadnever seen him this way, but he'd never seen her become sostern, either. She seemed to rise in stature as he seemed toshrink before her with each piece of discarded clothing. Therewasn't much he else could do, and finally he stood in front ofhis new wife wearing a woman's garter belt, stockings, tightpanties, and the fancy thigh garter, while sporting a raginghard-on that proved how much he liked it."Well, I guess this means you're just a pussy whipped littlesissy, like. "I told you to wear pants today." If she thought I was going to clean the tubes every night because she could get out of it by wearing skirts then it wouldn't take long for her to have to find another job."I forgot," she said. "I wear skirts all the time. I'm so comfortable in them. I'll still clean up the tubes." I'll do it. Just wear pants tomorrow, okay?" I'll climb up. I don't mind." Tomorrow." I'm wearing a skirt tomorrow too," she said.I frowned at her. What kind of goofball was she?. .I will comply...Please don't be long." I have never before assumed such a submissive posture with any man. I was not sure why I was doing so now. I stood, took my purse, and started to walk out. I glanced back at the leather seat where my bare bottom had been moments before. A shiny wet stripe where my lubrication had leaked out of me glistened. I stood there staring in my shame, the evidence of my arousal was on display for both men. Richard smiled and said, "don't worry about that. I'll.