” I thought to myself, ‘Honey, if you only knew.’She looked at me and asked, “Are you cold, Joni, or are those high beams aiming at me?”I lo...ked down at my breasts, and my nipples were proudly jutting out.I instantly turned beet red as I was confronted with my wantonness. “I must confess, Joni, the two of you are very loud when you’re having sex,” Jordan said, just before taking a sip of coffee.”You’ve been spying on us? For how long?" I replied in a not-too-surprised voice.“Since we’ve moved. .my cock hadn't been in a woman's (or man's) mouth in a while. My ex-wife REFUSED to suck my cock......said it made her want to puke (and missionary was the ONLY position she would let me fuck her.....except the one time out in the back yard when she was on her hands and knees working in her flower bed.....but that's another story). Well "Jenny" (obviously NOT her real name) was licking and sucking my cock like a vacuum. I finally had to move her away because I didn't want to cum so quick. . She whispered in his ear: “Call me Daisy.”Without further ado, the brazen cleaning lady unbuttoned her cotton housecoat, pulled down her knickers, swung one leg over her employer’s lap and expertly lowered herself onto his erection. There was a lovely squelching noise as she slid home. “Mmmm nice fit, Mr ‘arrows. My Sid’s a bit on the big side,” she giggled: “a bit like some of them truckers!” She gave an involuntary squeal of delight as he thrust his cock fully home. Soon she was bouncing up. He has taken me to new sexual heights that my husband Mr. Limp Dick can’t. I get so horny between his visits. I am sorry for the display I put on.” “Don’t be sorry, we all feel that way about him. He makes us all feel important and loved as if we were the only woman that mattered.” I was sitting there and listening to these women talking about me as if I were a toy to be used and put away until later. If I had a big ego I would feel so used, but I knew these women and they were not using me..