She paused again, sliding her whole head away from my body until my shiny pecker was completely out of her mouth. She repeated this 5 or 6 times. Each...time starting with my cock-tip resting in her tongue-cup, then disappearing into her hot mouth until it could go no more, the tongue making that “come here” motion under the shaft, then a constant suction as my cock re-emerged – bulging and twitching.Her fingers rolled into soft little cylinders and she started gripping and un-gripping my cock in. I was just curious. That's all." You'er sure?" She asked. "Because I'm not going to stop seeing other guys. You do understand that. I hope." Yes," I said. "I understand that...completely. No problem. I was just curious, is all. You don't mind telling me about these other guys, do you? I'd like to know a little about them."She seemed a bit uncertain at first. But then she could sense my sincerity, and she told me a little bit about them. The underlying link, for her, was the size of their cocks;. " Excellent," the man said with a knowing grin. "You know, I think you might be just the person I need." What?" he asked, not sure at all what he was talking about, and not all that sure he wanted to know at that point."Oh, don't worry," the man laughed. "I don't mean anything like that. You see, I own this club. One of my employees called out sick and I need a replacement." And you want me to fill in?" he said, still a little confused. "What would I be doing? Bussing tables? Mixing drinks?". Never would act on it though, since she’s married to a good guy, and isn’t the type to fool around and neither am I. Or so I thought. Was I ever wrong about both of us.The other day, we were alone in the office and Tami was unpacking some boxes and her ass is sticking out as she’s bent over. Without really thinking about it, I was looking at her legs and ass and she caught me looking. She grinned and asked me if I liked the view. I got embarrassed but told her, “Yeah, I do.” Then I grinned.