The one time that she actually agreed to give me one, early in our marriage, she got physically ill when I came in her mouth. As you can imagine, this...was a situation that I had always dreamed of rectifying. The opportunity arose in a truly unexpected way. Shelley, my wife, had been experiencing extremely bad period pains, and this particular Friday, she told me in the car going home, about her friend Sara’s solution to her similar pain problem. I was happy enough to hear this as I had. I was chosen at the dawn of my manhood due to the unusually large size of my penis. I was taught to master my own orgasm and control my urges so that those who paid my master for my services would be all the more satisfied. Being a slave, this was not a profession of my choosing, and I was well aware of how easily one mistaken action or improper word could cost me the most painful of ends.By the time my manhood had fully bloomed though, I had become quite skilled, and had also learned the value. Meanwhile there George is less than fifty metres away with two personal assistants holding fans. Whilst fixated in utter jealousy, the most exotic scent invaded his nostrils. This perfect woman walked past almost brushing against his sweaty forearm. She was dressed in a floral summer dress that flailed in the slight breeze. Her skin was the most perfect dark tan, her curves perfect and her hair went passed her mid back, dark and silky smooth.Steve could feel his pants tighten, the swelling in. I grabbed her shoulders and pushed away I asked what do you mean busy? She looks at me in disbelief and grins you don't know do you. As I sat there with a pit in my stomach and unable to respond she teasingly says you're wife is fucking down stairs and your waiting for her up here oh my god this is great I meet this guy thinking I'm going to get laid and he is waiting for his wife to finish fucking her boyfriend! Wow what luck. I look at her and say that's a lie your drunk, you don't even know.