Glen pulled his sweat pants down around his ankles, jumped up on a washing machine and said if someone comes we'll give them a show." as he placed a h...nd on the back of my head and pushed my mouth onto him. I was moaning, spit dripping out of my mouth and down his cock giving tight suction before finally coming up for air and finding my wife in the room with us totally enthralled with what I was doing and how I was doing it. "Why you little cock whore. How are you? I guess besides sticking. “Oh, most definitely. I still have the urge to be cuckolded, and who better to do it than you? I can trust you to do it right ... to not publicly ... you know ... ruin me. Some humiliation is hot, yes, but there’s a loving balance. You ... and Naomi ... and Jess, you’d know how to manage it, you know. I need a ... hotwife, a Domme wife, yes.“I need to submit and to serve, perhaps even more than Jessica does. My sex life would be completely controlled by you guys, especially Naomi, who would be. Somewhere along the ride we both started talking again and it was back to usual. We laughed and joked with each other the whole way and when we got off at our stop we watched a subway performer play a guitar and sing. It was nice and helped us both forget that we were in a hurry and instead we leisurely strolled the rest of the way to the museum. We walked around saw the art, people gazed and laughed more than we had ever laughed before in our lives. After some time we made it to the painting. Too damned bad it's only pretend. You are looking hot tonight lady." Why thank you sir."He led me over to the table where he was sitting and pulled out a chair for me to sit on."Until Hal gets here you get to sit at the bachelor's table."I looked around and noticed that there were no other women at the table. I was a little nervous knowing that until Hal arrived I was going to be the center of attention. Besides Darrel there were five other men at the table. Three of them, besides Darrel, I.