" But I've only ever had sex with Sally..." My voice trails off as the implications set in. Sally and I have been married for two years now. If I have...the clap, then I had to get it from her. All the blood rushes from my head and I start to feel week in the knees. I want to vomit; my stomach is in my throat. Dave helps me sit down and I notice my pants are still down at my ankles. It doesn't really seem to matter."Oh God Dave, what am I going to do?" I look up at him. "Sally is cheating on me.". " "No, I don't think so. You are lucky that I don't call the cops. You two performed indecent exposure. This is a public building, so I can't just let this go. I can't even if you're showing off your naked body," he mentioned slowly, scanning my breasts. "I wouldn't show it to you if I didn't think I could sway you to not get us into trouble. So, what do you say? I was only giving him a blow job." He began biting his bottom lip and rattling around somewhat. "I suppose I could make an exception. Monique stepped into a pair of lacy blue panties, then put on a matching bra. She wore them because they made her feel sexy, even though no one else would see them not even her husband James. He had been hired as a salesman by a company that needed some color and surprised everyone there by doubling sales in two years. Unfortunately, that met he was on the road so often that she wasn't all that worried about getting pregnant. She wished he were around to practice with though. Monique was. Each step of the plug made her clit pound deliciously more and for more. Her lips and cunt hole would twitch and almost dance, moisture forming and trickling down her legs, tickling and making her more horny.The women tittered and smirked at her humiliating state. Speaking among themselves "I'm very happy husband has bought a slave to torment. He was always getting angry at us." Yes" said another, "He is so demanding and now he has one that must obey, and he can play with her as he wanted to.