I started saving my favorite stories, or photos, or videos in what I thought was a secret, well hidden file on the computer. I know, already you can s...e where this is leading, but honestly, I really thought I had them well hidden. Soon I had dozens of videos and stories collected and hundreds of photos that showed men being humiliated by their wives or girlfriends and being used by their lovers. I knew it was wrong to want this but it became so strong an obsession that I began to have to think. Pink stiletto sandals with 5 inch heels accentuate the length of her legs. Hair that had been tied back for work is now free to flow around her shoulders. Silver earrings and necklace complete the look. I am short of breath and my clit is stirring at the sight of such beauty.She throws me my skirt which I slip on and adjust so that my stocking tops are covered. She indicates that I should turn about for her to inspect me which I do."Oh good those red panties show through the skirt as I hoped. "Hi Andy. How are you?" "Nervous but ready." "I'll get Andrea," I said. Andrea was wearing a red teddy under a black see-through gown, and she looked utterly fantastic. I led her from the bedroom to the living room where Andy was waiting. I loved the look of appreciation on his face when he saw my wife in her sexy attire. I kissed her good-bye, gave her a wink, and left. As I drove to my friend Jim's house, all kinds of thoughts ran through my mind. 'What if something goes wrong?... What. Jennifer’s mouth opened and her breathing became more irregular as Martha’s lips traced a path down past her navel, through the neatly trimmed bush and seized on the shy clitoris which was peeping out from beneath its hood. Some expert flicks of her tongue swiftly had the hood retracted and Jennifer’s emotions up and over the top to a long thrilling climax. Far away in another land she gave vent to her deepest feelings in the paroxysms of ecstasy and screamed out her passion in unmistakeable.