“Here is your reward for all your hard work.”In front of me was stationary bike. It looked normal, except for the dildo sticking out the seat.“G...t on,” she ordered.I gasped as I mounted the plastic cock. I didn’t realize how much my pussy needed to be penetrated.My mistress adjusted the seat and pedals, so I could operate the biked efficiently.When I started pedaling, I discovered that it did more than make the front wheel turn. It also caused the dildo to move up and down. I was fucking myself. Riley smiles at us."Well, my apologies Lawyer Emily."Riley chuckles. I roll my eyes again. Kelly steps back to let Riley in and I close the door behind her. "Why are you seriously here Riley?"Kelly asks curiously as she drops my hand to leads us into the kitchen. Riley leans against the counter as I lean against the door frame that connects to the sitting room."I came back from Africa a month ago. I should've called, I know but there was so much going on. Dad got sick again. A tumor on his. .." He said quickly, "He just knows about William. Please, give me just a little credit." "How can I? He's part of this Gary. He's one of them. Me? That's one thing. I've made a choice. I'm here for the long haul, because I love you. I still have to hide it from people like them. We are all exposed now. I sure hope he told you something that lead you to believe that he can be trusted Gary. That's all I can say." She turned and sat, arm folded and stared out at the HOV traffic clearly visible on. About that time the official asked Joey was he going to weigh. Joey snapped back with a 'yes sir' and as he stepped to the scale, bent down and shucked his boxers off, then stood up and threw them to the side of the line. You could hear the breaths of 'oh fuck' up and down the two lines. Looking steely faced, Joey stood up on the scales, and held his arms out to his sides like he was being booked into jail, then locked his hands together at the back of his head, exposing his sweaty bushy pits..