On the next day, another major snowstorm hit the area, and though not as bad as the first one, it was still classified as a blizzard. By noon, it was ...nowing like hell, and the roads were getting very slick and snow covered. I decided to call a friend of mine, a man named Brad, and asked if he could help me.Brad is a client of mine who owns a pick up truck with a plow on it, so I knew that he knew what he was doing. He told me that he was in the middle of plowing a parking lot, but could swing. We talked about it and agreed to go ahead with a price of £50.By this time Sally was 8 months pregnant.So the next time when there were the 6 men in the room enjoying the show, I went into the room (I don't normally, but just watch through the crack in the door) and said that if you want to fuck her it will be £50 each - all 6 jumped at the chance and were quickly getting their wallets out. Sally was in doggy position with her arse high and cunt all juicy and each man took it in turns, whilst. He said he liked watching her dance and he wanted her to dance for him. She just a bit embarrassed but did as he asked. She felt pretty sexy dancing for this guy and the looks he gave her turned her on. She began to just dance slow and normal. He said “no I want you to dance sexy like you did on the dance floor.” She again agreed to and slowly moved her hips back and forth, grinding as her hands wandered over her hips, waist and upward. He sat and watched and then just out of the open said. A few days later I saw her at work and I could tell Betty was very upset. I finally got her to tell me what was wrong and apparently, her husband Jim had noticed all the sexy clothes she had recently, and he confronted her about having an affair. She had told him the truth about us, and then that horny old bastard threatened to tell her employer unless she agreed to have sex with me with him watching (although I did not know the word for it back them, Jim was a cuckold). Betty was devastated.