Finally, she stood up and stepped away allowing me a long hard view. Gone was the frumpy country bumpkin look and it had been replaced by a very sexy ...irl who exuded charm and seductive allure. After a long moment Carol turned to me.“Seems a pity to cover up such a sight, Ma’am, but I guess you’ll be needing to get her home.”“We will and preferably without being arrested on the way. What have you got for us?”She went back to the rack of clothes and selected a peasant blouse, very similar to the. So I picked up the call.“Honey, where are you?” Kate asked with suspicion in her voice.“I am in the office, Kate,” I replied.“But, it’s Sunday. I never knew that you worked on Sundays too.”“Well, it’s a part of the promotion, Kate.”“Okay … But come home soon. I will be waiting.”I paused for a moment. I realized that, if I went back home, I would have to face some humiliation and the scene of watching my wife getting fucked by her lover. My anger got the better of me.“Ah… about that. I might not. I remember one time when we went to this one bar. It was pretty crowded and the only seats in the place were two empty stools at the counter.We sat down but I didn't realize my wife was sitting next to a man who was totally inebriated. My wife looked at me with that look of disgust. I gave her my, "I'm sorry, I didn't know" frown. Then it happened. The drunk let out the biggest fart you ever heard. Phffffffttt.My wife gave me that, "do something" look. I jumped up and pulled the drunk off his. Now let me leave.” I said with authority. He stepped out of my way and as I passed him his arm grabbed me around my waist and he began to drag me up the stairs to the second floor. I tried to yell out, but his hand clasped over my mouth and three other new party members grabbed my flailing arms and kicking legs as they carried me into a bedroom on the top floor and tossed me onto the bed. I rolled over and tried to make it off of the other side of the bed, but I was pulled back and eventually I.