This one I'm about do this story about is no exception to that:: Witchy Woman and I have been on a mission per say to teach my wife a lesson a...out fucking around behind my back:: Don't get me wrong at all about that, I have no this or that about her doing such at all. But doing it behind my back and not telling me I did have a problem with!! So such is the case as this story of things will I hope, bring out one of the many times my wife's best friend Witchy Woman and I punished. Soon enough everyone was sitting down and eating. I was very happy to see everyone was comfortable with each other at the table. They had all managed to find my dress shirts and were wearing them. I’m pretty sure I’d deal with the lack of shirts in the morning.I wanted to keep the mellow mood so I deliberately used Diana’s real name, “Jen, thank you for suggesting the bacon and thank you Mary for cooking for all of us.”Everyone chimed in thanking Mary.Jen smiled, “I’ve been thinking a lot about. "Before she could finish her sentence Patrick had summoned the waiter and had ordered a glass of the same wine for himself. "Looks like I'll be joining you for that last glass then" Patrick smiled. While she hated everything about Patrick, in this moment of loneliness, when she felt utterly abandoned yet again by Chris, she was begrudgingly happy to have company, even if it did come in the form of Patrick, fucking Morrison. As Sarah reluctantly made conversation, she began to relax, enjoying. My heart was beating a million miles a minute, and I was starting to sweat again, but most importantly, my cock was standing at full attention, through the hole in my boxer shorts.I didn't want to do this, didn't want to hurt the girlfriend, didn't want to upset my friend, but most importantly, and I guess the biggest deciding factor, I didn't want to lose this moment, or my erection for that matter! It may never come again! (The moment, not my hard-on)The worst my girlfriend could do was leave.