It was obvious to me that Michael was the true dominant in just this brief exchange. Your college education really isnt helping you much, Michael quip...ed, before speaking slower, Im…going…to…fuck…you. Youre sick, Crystal said. Says the daughter using her mother as a sexual plaything, Michael countered. Crystal was speechless, which I didnt know was possible. Michael continued, Plus there cant be a Mistress in this house, there is already a Master. Isnt that right, Mommy-slut? Suddenly the. From then on, he was a confirmed cuckold. All the men were finally dressed in the same shame panties. The evening meal was always followed by a sex show. Before the two weeks passed every hotwife was on stage. Each night the performance was more erotic that the evening before. It included multiple sex partners in some manner. One evening the MC selected at random a name of one of the women. The luck lady came up front and was soon writhing naked to the sound of Caribbean drums. Three black lads. “I usually can’t wear this suit. If Joe knows I am coming over to work on my tan in this bikini, he calls his little horndog friends to come over and spy on me. I figured I was safe this weekend with him not here.” “Your secret is safe with me,” I said, smiling. “I won’t go blabbing to the guys in school that I saw you in micro-bikini bottoms.” “I know,” she said. “Sara said she was surprised but glad that you were so discreet about those seven minutes you spent in a closet. She wasn’t ashamed. You’ve gotta tell!”“I let him feel me.”“No!” Lara said breathlessly. “Like, how far? How was it? How did it feel? Did you feel him, too?”Sia smiled to herself. She wondered what her friends would say if she told them about what Dad and her had done last night. They’d never believe her. Then, a thought struck her. What if they really knew? What if they reported it? It brought home how important it was to keep it a secret.“ ... and he touched my breast over my sweater when we kissed! He was so.