“Ah, I see you have one of our old prototype bracelets.”“I have a what?” I said as I continued to masturbate in front of him.“One of our old...bracelets.” He said as he kept staring at my pussy.I finally climaxed in front of him. It felt amazing and I slumped in the chair for a minute. When I kind of came around I asked, “What was that about the bracelet?”“I am sorry, the wearer of the bracelet is compelled to get naked and it kind of nudges them in that direction, like if someone wants you to. "A few, but that's what they are...girls," I said. "You will appreciate them some day," she stated. "I have to leave again real soon so we haven't much but I would like to play a game, OK?" I asked, "A game?" "Sure, I'll bet your older buddies play it with their girlfrieds, we used to call it stink finger," she replied. "I heard of it, but that's all," I said. She was seated cross ways from me and scooted closer and as she did the front of the old dress opened up to reveal those. Here I was, twenty-two years old, and having butterflies like a sixteen year old going to prom with the hottest guy in school. I was grateful I had twenty floors to go, I needed a minute to relax. The elevator stopped. I checked and saw it was his floor. I exited, and walked to the door on the left. Taking a deep breath, I went to raise my fist to knock. John had heard the elevator ding, and opened the door before I could knock.Welcoming me into his apartment, he offered a drink and I quickly. I had had enough by this point and decided to go to the bar, if my wife noticed me I was just going to ask her to get me some crisps. I got as close to her as possible, but equally trying not to be seen by her, or her sister. I managed to get close enough and couldn’t believe what I saw, his hand was indeed on her arse, but not just that, he was actively caressing it as well, to which she was doing nothing. I had a lot of emotions going on at this point, namely anger and shock, but for some.