Anne take position one.” She go up just as we rehearsed and stood in front of Jack. She reached around and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to th... floor. No bra or underwear, she was naked immediately. Jack’s eyes were glued to Anne’s body, he took in her breasts and clean shaven vulva, and long beautiful legs. I said, “Two”Anne placed her naked body between Jack’s knees and spread them apart. I made them both wait for at least a minute, with Anne’s hand on Jack’s legs. No one spoke.“Three”. They both watch intently as I choose a huge rubber one and clip it under my balls.“Some foreplay before I blow you big boy?,” Julian whispers as he licks and kisses my balls, then my rock hard cock.“You are magnificent, that is awesome, fucking awesome,” Ada groans as she measures my rock hard erection with a tape measure. “You really are ten-inches and thick. Now lets see how long you can last for.”“Is he good Michael? He has a big reputation and I wanted to watch him performing before I sign. ‘She’s gorgeous’ I think he said. His hand even shook a bit. The next photo was even sexier. Her shorts were now pulled down and her right hand was on her fanny, a single finger disappearing inside. I thought he’d come in his trousers right there. (I nearly did too.) He asked me if I had any more. I risked everything. I told him I had but I also said I had a video we shot on holiday in the west of Ireland. We’d rented a cottage in the middle of nowhere and one afternoon after a long lunch we. I hate being a good wife. I hate that it’s all I can do, that it’s all I know, that it’s all I can ever be. Every day is another regret. Every night is another fantasy of escape. Each time I leave my house, even if it’s just a visit to the grocery store or coffee shop, I cry at the thought of returning home. Panic takes my body. My heart feels like a bird who beats its wings against its cage. My heavy limbs drag me back, always back. It takes every ounce of strength I have not to drive into.