I remember liking the way I looked and immediately realising that perhaps I am a whore now. Gordon pulled up in his benz around 8. He had brought a bo...tle of wine and hadnt removed his wedding band. Scumbag! I greeted him at the door and before I knew it he had taken me in his arms and kissed me full on lips like I was his girlfriend. We ate dinner, he said he liked it, and when I asked him about the arrangement he said he didnt want to talk about work. The wine he brought was really good and. I had never felt so exposed in my life, and it was both exhilarating and frightening. I helped my wife get into position in the rear of the van, and proceeded to hit my head as I climbed in next to her. She giggled, while I was seeing stars. When I recovered, I tried to get in position over her, but found out there wasn't enough head room. Because of our bellies, the only position we use is called upright missionary, and there's no way I can fuck while kneeling and ducking my body the whole. As dares went on, my GF was dared to suck on of the guys cock for 30seconds...I argued against it but it had to be done. So im sitting watching my girlfriend suck another guys cock in front of a group of friends. The worst dare came, when she was dared to get fucked for minute by this guy with the massive cock...I was upset as I watch my GF expose her boobs and pussy and gently sit on this huge cock as all these guys were watching. They ended up fucking for 5minutes since they didnt stop. I. It had to be his hard cock. He went back to his desk and leant against it in the same position. “Now,” he coughed clearing his throat, “For your punishment, you will carry on what you started in the bathroom, right here.” He paused and raised an eyebrow, “In front of me.” His tone was husky and felt so smooth as he caressed the words with his tongue. I felt like I was melting. I was also gaping at him as he finished his sentence. I still didn’t know how I felt about the situation with Ashleigh..