The two would carefully avoid each other every day, making sure to not seem at all connected. They would eat, work, and take their breaks separately, ...ut once a day, they would sneak into the bathroom together. Annie would lift up Michelle's skirt and look under to make sure she was holding up her end of the bargain. Then she would tease her, saying "Poor Michelle, you must feel so unclean." Or, "Michelle darling, didn't anyone teach you to take care of yourself?" Annie acted as if the bet had. The club was busy but not filled. There were people who looked like masters, people who looked like slaves, and a majority of indeterminate status. The predominant dress was black leather in all its forms - halters, miniskirts, boots, body suits, harnesses, gloves, masks, cuffs, whips... Scattered through the room a few slaves were partially or fully naked, their breasts or their intimate regions exposed to public view. But in general, few people were as openly, vulnerably exhibited as was I,. The old man was fondling my wife! But sheez it was so exciting! The stairs were old marble and echoed with footsteps floors below. I was now afraid my pounding heart would reverberate loudly and betray me. But my lust was so strong and I just helplessly watched. Even afraid to touch my cock for fear it would explode inside my pants!The old guy was two steps lower than Mary and now I could see him a bit more as he seemed to caress her softly. Mary just standing there to allow it. Then he moved. She told me she was hungry and it was 10:30. We ordered some food as I didn’t want to leave the house.When the delivery guy came, I made sure she answered the door, wearing only a towel to ensure that the guy also had some fun. He surely did as he couldn’t take his eyes off her ravishing cleavage.After he left and we had had our food, I pulled off the towel and her melons started to jiggle. I pushed her onto the sofa and fell over her. I put my face in between her jugs and jiggled it. Then I.