Don't you ever get enough. ..I can't do it anymore.. .go home please leave me alone.. .oh God what have I done!" I picked up my shorts and slipped the... on and my blouse and used my thong to wipe off my cream covered face as he sat looking at me as if I were a witch who had cast a spell on him. As I was walking out the door of his kitchen I looked back and called out to him. "Mr. Wilson you know I'm you're whore now, and when you call me... and you will call me, all men breakdown and. ‘Tell Joey that there’s an emergency at work and we need you here right away. We want you dressed in a coat and that’s all. Nothing underneath. What? Hold on, Chloe…. Chuck wants you in a garter belt and black stockings, nothing else.’ ‘I don’t have a garter belt,’ I whispered shielding the phone, fearing Joey would hear. ‘She doesn’t have a garter belt….Okay, I’ll ask her. You got black thigh highs?’ ‘Yes,’ I stammered. ‘Thigh highs and heels then. Nothing else. No panties. Nothing. You got. She slowly eased back, carefully not to coax his final cum load yet. She straightened herself with hands on his thighs to look at the massive cock before her.She stood and turned her perfect ass toward him as she strode over to the humidor to fetch him a cigar. She brought it to him and lit it then walked over to the bar where he could see her beautiful tits while she poured him a scotch.She came and set the scotch on his deck and kneeled waiting for a further signal.She could see the pre-cum. Did she love him and did she want him around?"Britt, I just don't know any more. I did love him but between the money and the sex, I feel like he is using me more than he loves me. He does what he wants, when he wants with whom he wants. We started off swapping partners and he has adapted that into him screwing whoever he wants and sometimes he pays for it." Do you want to try to make him change or do you want to get a divorce and move on?" I think about divorcing him all of the time but how.