Jeff, Colm and Anthony all nodded in agreement, and I decided to do it. I took off my bra, tossed it aside outside of the camera shot and used my righ... hand as a cover for my breasts. They continued taking pictures, but not even five minutes in, Michael interjected with another request."Could you take your bottom off too...? It'd be super sexy for you to be naked in this pose..."Now keep in mind, I had barely had a conversation with Michael before this, and the three other guys who were there. ”“No, you’re just going to screw one of our wedding guests.”“Gary I picked him with you in mind, because I knew he would be understanding of us and be discreet.”“Oh well thank you for thinking of my feelings Emma, how nice of you,” Gary said in a mocking tone.“So you went up to him and said hey Scott, I’m married but I’d like you to fuck me, could you be discreet about it?”“No that’s not how it happened”.“Then tell me how it happened?”“When I discussed your problems with Charlotte, she. I could turn and walk away at any time, in theory at least. The problem wasn't that I was emotionally blackmailed. Rachel, for all her teasing and banter, wouldn't release the naked pictures of my uncovered face, at least not widely. No, the real problem was Rachel. Rachel could make me do anything. This amazing, adventurous woman could convince me do everything. Not through physical force, but simply by being a force of nature. We weren't even sleeping together. Bizarrely, I wondered if her. We walked to the bar and sat in a booth,more private .the waiter brought the bottle of wine i ordered.we talked and exchanged ideas and after the preliminaries we got to talking about life in general. for some reason i/we started talking about sex.michelle was lets say a bit on the lookout for a casual relationship.i was free and at this point very easy.it must have been the wine but i suggested we should get a room,always assuming she was up for it which she was.so after the formalities of.