I removed the clothes and jewelry of hers that I was wearing then changed into Greg. If she woke up before I was ready, I would rather she saw him an... not a copy of herself. I put the necklace back where I found it and her clothes in the hamper except for the pantyhose and panties. I had found two sets of handcuffs in her jewelry drawer. She never told me she was into kinky sex. I cuffed her arms to the bedposts with them. I wanted her legs free though. It took a few seconds to dissolve. I think I’d had the weed eaters, or something back there and just never put the seats back up so there was plenty of room back there. Turned out that came in handy. Lots of windows but they were all polarized and dark tinted.I was stacking bags in the floorboard and didn’t hear one of the stock boys walk up behind me. I had seen him gathering up carts on my way to the truck but didn’t pay much attention to him. He asked if I needed any help and I told him I had things under control but he. He slowly kept pushing my face on his dick and I could feel it push the sides of my throat. My eyes went red and I was feeling like throwing up when I pushed away from him.He said sorry and reached out to his pants and took out the two condoms. He immediately wrapped one around his dick and bent me over facing the mirror over the sink and lifted the gown, pushed my panties aside and with no absolute foreplay he rammed the dick up my pussy, I was glad I was a little wet from earlier. He kept. The excitement of it all, watching her licking my wife’s cunt and slowly wanking cock. She looked tempting with her arse in the air so I ran my hand along her back and down over thong covered arse. Feeling her pussy threw her thong. “Don’t be shy” said Sharon “it’s ok”. I didn’t have to be giving a second prompt. I pulled by her knickers with my hand revealing a freshly shaved cunt, I parted her lips with my fingers as I stuck my middle finger inside, I could feel her cunt tighten wanting to.