All I needed was his dick inside me and an injection of his sperm and all thoughts of Baxter were gone.The next morning I was dressed to the nines in ...y business suit, white blouse with no bra. silk stockings and my sling back, peep toe four inch heels.I texted him and asked him to meet me at the The Golden Spur so we could talk. The plan was Baxter shows up and is seated. Then Jim would show up and confront him.a few minutes later, I would show up and start the show.We arrived and Jim saw. I remained by the open door, neither turning to run or advancing into the debauchery in front of me, should I do so, then both him and the object he held would finish up embedded inside me, ripping both holes wide open, of that I was sincerely convinced, but all the same, the thought deeply excited me.I pulled both my hands across my bared breasts, not to hide from view, but caress slowly across my erect nipples, it felt good, and I let him see that.He responded by dropping one hand to his. Well, I am not pushing you. But if you are interested, tell me by tomorrow so I can make reservations at the club.”I said, “Ok John, let me ask Saima and will text you by evening.”“Alright!” there was a shine in John’s eyes.“But it seems that we will just be observers for our first visit if we were to go,” I told John.“Oh yes, no issues. It’s your choice. But I am excited as you are a beautiful couple and everyone will be very excited to see you joining the lifestyle.” I thought in my head that. One day during their inspection tour he was strangely silent. She knew he had seen a number of items she had missed. The baby had been sick that week and she just couldn't do it all, but he hadn't said a word; he just marked something down on a piece of paper. Nervously she waited for him to explode but it didn't come. Not a word during dinner. Afterwards, nothing. She didn't understand but decided it had to be a good sign and let it pass.After the baby was put to bed she went into their.