Lee was happy to explain all this and was echoing all that Beth said about me.After that we ordered and when it came to me I started looking at the m...nu. "I would lik-" I was cut off by Beth and she informed the person I would like the nachos and ordered my drink to be a coke."Your not allowed to order any girl items here as my servant you can't so much as look at another girl." As soon as the waiter left Beth grabbed my cheeks and explained that to me.She on the other hand had ordered girl. " Jordan added smiling at me.Fast forward one week of talking about it and I took Jordan to a brothel on the outskirts of town and chatted to the manageress.The manageresses first comment was "Wow! I wish my ex-partner was as understanding as you. Not many guys would allow their wives to do this, but we do have a couple of married ladies working for us. Are you sure you want to do this hun?" The manageress asked Jordan. "She would be very popular, especially as a new girl. Can you fuck all. Every time I push the bottle in, you bear down harder and with every outward stroke you move down the seat, not wanting the bottle to escape the grip of your cunt. After about 10 or 12 strokes you let out a moan as you cum. The waiter comes over, you push my hand away and pull your dress down as he approaches, but I don't have the bottle, it's still embedded in your wet cunt. "Is everything OK Sir, Madam", the waiter asks. "Just fine thank you" you reply with a grin on your face. "Have you. "I've somethin' to tell ya"."Of course you can come in, you're always welcome, Tim. But where's my husband?" That's what I'm here to be telling ya, Brenda. There was an accident down at the Guinness brewery." Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me." I must, Brenda. Your husband Shamus is dead and gone. I'm sorry."Finally, she looked up at Tim. "How did it happen, Tim?" It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of Guinness Stout and drowned." Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell me.