” “Oh.” I accepted the lie, but didn’t care. This was another big moment for me. Though it was predicated on a lie, I knew I wanted to watch,...hell, maybe even take part in some way. Gwen an I eventually arrived at an agreement that I could watch, but could not touch unless Gwen said so, and under no circumstances could I be touched by Ricky, her boyfriend. An hour later Gwen, wearing the clothes we wore to the mall, but substantially more makeup, especially on her lips and eyes, pranced. He was infatuated with her and their relationship had blossomed. He couldn’t continue to ‘live a lie,’ he was off, leaving me permanently, after all the years of marriage; he promised he would do the right thing by me financially. I have to say the last statement was actually a relief, no sarcasm. If he was off, money would be an issue, I hadn’t worked for years and wasn’t sure i was employable any more.Left for a younger office wannabe bimbo. After a life of monogamous devotion to him.I. She can't explain it any better than that. Finally the time comes, I open the door as soon as she arrives. I guide her in and she follows me to my bed. Soft silky rope are accurately tied to the head board. She didn't see the ropes at the bottom of the bed. She takes a deep breath and falls into the moment and my kiss. I begin undressing her letting her stroke my hard thick cock through my silky shorts. God how she loved to see this sight in front of her; She desperately wants to fall to her. He tells me anytime he thinks I am beginning to get uppity he is going to send me one of these photos. Perhaps the sight of me covered in his piss, my hair and makeup ruined squatting over a bowl and pissing because he told me to. Perhaps this will remind me of my place. I thank him for letting me piss. He nods and tells me to stay there. He comes back into the bathroom with his cane and a vibe. He places both on the floor and takes the bowl. Telling me to hold my position he begins to pour its.