Onemore pull on the cord and Sue was pulled up so thatwith her arms secured above her head she was standingon tip toes, her body at full stretch.Megan...ran her hands up the outside of Sue’s legs, thenmoved behind her and stroked her round buttocks givingthem a playful slap, before moving back round to faceher once again. Megan admired Sue’s large firm breastsonly inches from her face.My wife gasped when she felt Megan’s hands cup herbreasts, Sue’s nipples hardened as her. That she would be taking his cock into her body, letting his cum spurt into her. That she would be letting some stranger do the things to her that I wanted to do to her, but couldn't. Knowing that I wouldn't see her for two more days, because she was traveling with a man who was paying her to pretend to be his wife.Chapter 3 - AgnesWhen I joined Agnes in the breakfast bar, she was acting funny. She was quite and acted as if she had something on her mind. Where she had previously been vivacious,. "He bought mea drink and found us one of those little intimate booths along the wall.The music wasn't loud and the bar was nearly empty, so we were able totalk. He was wearing a short-sleeve shirt and those muscular arms ofhis looked like they would burst the seams. I mean, not powerlifterarms. Just the kind you'd love to run your hands over."I'll tell you, girlfriend, he was trying to work me right from thestart. He was so classy and subtle that it wasn't just like someregular guy trying. Looking at me, judgingly, she says, "Sorry I know where it is, don't worry... Just wasn't paying attention." She laughs a little. I figure it's now or fucking never. "No it's fine. Why, where were you taking me?.. To your house or something, Lady?" Stopping at a light her frame turns to me, a look on her face that turns me on so tremendously... (Even to this day and it now a fading memory...) Like a damn animal, spotting it's prey! All I can think is, YES! I'm in! Internal pressure -- that is.