"Hell yes, I can help you! Here, let me close the store." Michelle went to the front and hung a closed sign up with the note "Out to Lunch" under it. ...hile she was gone Jennifer pulled me to her."While we are here you are to obey Michelle as if it were I commanding you. If you don't, the same punishments will happen. Don't embarrass me or you will regret it," Jennifer whispered in my ear as her hand teased my balls through the jeans. I knew she meant every word of it."Alright," Michelle said. "Again most of what she said was true."His wife is very pretty. She has always been bisexual, but he didn't know this. She also has always had a real kinky dominant streak. She married him for his money, no prenuptial agreement, I might add! Shortly after they were married she tried to get more aggressive with him and control their sex play. He would have none of it! Finally she had enough and got some help and viola! Within two weeks she had a willing sexual slave, one that craved her. I started licking her cleavage slowly and then hard. She could feel my wood on her thighs while I was trying to undo her blouse that looked like it was so old. I was finding it difficult to take the hook off as I was craving to see what lay beneath. She told me, “Saab, aram se, mai karti hu!! And she undid her blouse, inside of which, lay a black colored bra, which was so flimsy that I tore it off her chest.She made a futile attempt to cover her breasts but then I grabbed her hands and pinned. "I asked her about softball and how she is doing today. She went on to explain that she was tired from softball and that she woke up in the middle of the night and had a hard time sleeping since she kept thing about our messages from the day before. She explained that she woke up about 3 AM was dripping wet and she couldn't fall back asleep. She told me how she played with herself and pretended her dildo was my dick, going in and out of her. She wanted to text me, but knew my fiancé may wake up.