Just the sound nearly made me cum. It was like a dinner bell for a fat girl. I was ready to ravish him or be ravished. I wanted to be violated in the ...orst way. Man handled by a muscular Marine.He walked back into the room and at that moment I got a glimpse of his rock hard body and shaved head. He was so fucking hot and so huge. I was about to get everything I had hoped for and more.The Marine laid down on the bed as he wrapped the dog tags around his cock and balls. Just like I requested. I. Or I forced myself to remember how it felt as I’d watched Sue dancing with the Nigerian doctor, her arms possessively locked around the neck of another man.And as I sat alone with these thoughts, I wondered how many other men in this huge metropolis of New York were similarly afflicted tonight. How many others had willingly sent their wives out to be with another man, while they sat at home waiting?This all sounds overly melancholy and dramatic. But honestly, these types of thought and mental. Robert removed his own adverts and waited for the phone to ring. It didn’t take long. Amber, his contact with the agency, had booked him with a bubbly blonde called Suzanne who was looking for a date for the night to go nightclubbing. He was to meet her at her hotel at eleven that night. Was to be wearing a suit and tie and be prepared for a long evening. Suzanne answered his knock, opening the door to her room with a smile and a welcome in. “Just. . you have to tell me. It can be yours," he whispers. "You just have to say yes." I should be running, I should at least be saying no. But how can I when he's here, willing to take me? I've been needing this for far too long. I look down at his hand as he slowly drags down his zipper and undoes the button of his slacks. "Say yes... please." He leans closer to me, letting his breath tickle my neck. He frees himself from the confinement of his boxers and begins to stroke himself. He's already.