"It looks like we don't have much choice. I'll do it but when the money is paid back it is over and Shithead here keeps his job as long as he wants."... "Agreed." replied Mr. Webber "And Joan, you can call me Vic. Now leave, and Joan, you come back here at 9 tonight. Wear something sexy and no bra." Dennis and Joan left the office. When they got into the car she slapped his face and said that she hoped he was happy about the mess he had gotten her into. That night at 9 o'clock Joan walked. Tom was kicking off his shoes and so I'd gotten ready to catch a glimpse of him in his boxers.It was then our coach, Mr Wilson shouted to get everyone's attention."Listen up, lads! We've had some... comments, that our hygiene isn't up to scratch! Everyone is expected to shower after class, even if you didn't do very much." He looked over at my friends and I. "Got it?!"At this point I was just looking at the floor, trying not to catch anybody's eye."So! Everyone is going to take a proper shower,. You cannot break traditions, I said ending the conversation. At the end of dinner, a brand new convertable BMW was parked in front of the restaurant with a huge bow on the roof. I was in utter amazement because that car was nicer and more expensive than my moms car and my dads car combined. All the birthday guests lingered around the car seemingly forever, the men looking under the hood as if any of us knew the first thing about the inner-workings of the German beast, and Sarah repeating, Oh my. You are hot. I figured I'd just get the usual dirty old men."I thanked her, but reminded her she was married. I am, too, of course, but the danger increases exponentially when both cheaters are married. Put it this way ... I trust ME!"I think I'd rather keep it like it is..."I'd already told her about Gail. Gail was also married, but her husband had long since quit fucking her, he was in his mid-eighties, 25 years her senior.So that's the way it went for several months. I would role play with.