I said I wish I could make you more comfortable. I know you are uncomfortable the way you look. I wish there was something I could do to help you with...your problem." Gen repeated with a sad smile. She was upset having thought she'd found her master. Without him there wasn't much she could ... "Gen?" She heard a whispered voice that rocked her to her core. "Master?" She asked as she looked at the man in the bed. "I remember this beautiful woman loving me. A complete loser, a nothing yet she. That day, I made up a story about the apartment manager having someone come fix the heater, and while she was taking her morning shower, I reconnected the wire, but left the heater turned off. When we left for brunch, I turned it on so it would be warm when we got back. The day passed, and we went out yet again, (no we’re not alcoholics), later that evening we ran in to some of my friends from Jersey, who were out late for Jerseyites, being that they had to take public transportation to get. Then things accelerated. I could hear what sounded like one of the other guys jumping into the pick-up with my wife. I assumed to help her get out without falling. I then heard her moan deeply. I and the guy next to me turned to see what was going on. I saw my wife bent over, her huge tits still out and pressed against the tailgate. Her shorts/panties pulled down exposing her ass and swollen pussy and one of the guys was pushing his hard cock into her.I watched as he withdrew completely then. We'll have that wait, though."He clicked the 'x' on the video window with one hand and reached down to grasp his growing bulge with the other, ending the buzzing with a squeeze of his fingers."Reason being is we actually do need to train you to catch these asshole employees. We have a lot of teenage girls come and work here, and they have the stickiest fingers ever. Usually it's just cheap earrings that somehow end up in, for instance, their bras..."He clicked on a different file folder.