I guess the drinks were kicking in, because I pulled out my phone and said, "Hi, thank you for the drink." You are welcome," I am married, just out wi...h my friend for a fun night." It's okay, so am I. I have a wonderful wife, I just stopped in for a drink. When I seen you I couldn't resist sending you a drink." I appreciate that, but if you have a wonderful wife, shouldn't you get home to her?" I asked."She is out with her friends tonight having a girls night of her own. I'm not ready to go. Ascot off my cock. She fell back in the seat. I leaned forward to pull open the sliding glass separating the taxi. I looked around. I saw an alley coming up on the right."Hey! Pull in that alley over there on the right." I said. Mr. Ascot turned on the blinker. He could now smell his wife in the back seat. Her wet pussy aroma passed my nose to the front seat. He slowed down the cab in the alley. There were two building on either side. There were some garbage cans in front of the taxi. I fell. He yanked her up with one pull, grunting from the strain. She screamed again, and he was sure it was only partly from the pain of having her hair nearly pulled out by the roots. She was screaming because she was scared shitless of him at the moment, and she didn't know what he planned to do to her next."Stand up," he roared, and she managed to make her legs hold her. Max spat in her face, and the saliva ran down her left cheek in a large rivulet. Sally cried, tears running down and mixing with. Brenda seemed completely serene. She carried the conversation through the rest of the meal, until we said our farewells and closed the door behind us at the motel.“Alright”, I exploded, “What the fuck is this idea you have? How can you think I’ll be agreeable to you fucking this idiot, Ben?”“Fuck him? Perhaps, just a little. Fuck him over? Ahhh! That’s my plan!” she replied. “Did you see how much thought it took for Linda to agree to this exchange? She has been hot for you all along. Ben.