I dropped the wax of 1 candle on his nipples and 3 candle wax on his dick and then again made him stroke his dick. But again, he finished in 2 minutes... and he failed to complete his task. So I again punished him by kicking his balls 15 times.Then I brought some ice, and I placed it on his dick. I placed 5 ice cubes on his dick and balls till the ice got melted. I again made him stroke his dick. He completed his task this time. He held his cum for 4 minutes.Then we started the 3rd session.. You grab my hips and sit me on the desk. I spread my legs and place my feet on the arms of your office chair giving you a birds eye view of my white panties. You unconsciously lick your lips while slowly sliding your hands up my inner thighs. You pause at the edge of my panties, I hold my breath, silently willing you to continue. You retreat, I stifle a moan. I’m sure you can see the wet spot forming on my panties. You casually reach over, unbutton my shirt, expose my breasts. I hear someone in. He slowly put his hand on the leg closer to the pussy. My husband put hand under my dress and pulled out a tits, Olim did the same. I was pleased, I threw her head back on the couch, hands caressing my body, someone's fingers penetrated under panties touched the labia, someone kissed the nipple. My hands reached out to cocks. My bliss interrupted by the waiter "your drink". I opened my eyes in front of us was a waiter, with his eyes wide open, my dress was to batten down, boobs naked,. We could not always spend the time with each other that we wished or when we wished. We also found that it was difficult for two people with the intensity of lust we had for one another to act naturally in a work environment. The need to mask the way we felt about one another required that we say things and conduct ourselves to conform to the business-family relationships expected of us. This required that we wear false faces when dealing with each other. It was quite difficult. We both were.