She still thinks she looks fat, but I don’t at all. We came out and Mary went in, since Jim already had his on. Ann was fixing up a cooler with drin...s and some snacks to take. Jim walked over to me.“That was a wild night last night. I hope we didn’t make you guys feel weird.” “Hell no, plus I was to busy concentrating on Ann to notice too much, except the 2nd time we all did it. Now that was quite erotic. You are a lucky man Jim. Never let her go, and please, never cheat on her.”“No way would. It looked like attack was the best form of defence – that you felt guilty as hell and wanted to deflect attention from what you were doing."I'm confused, you seem to be giving me mixed messages. I'm not sure of you anymore."I drank some more coffee and she sat looking worried and upset. Was she trying to think of a believable story to cover herself? At length she sat up and turned to face me, her face creased with concern."Yes," she said quietly. "I can see that. You're right of course. None of. Janice often prepares dinner while wearinga skintight maid’s outfit, fishnet stockings and highheels. I am either dressed in a leather jumpsuit or,when we’re in the mood, I wear only a pair of tightleather pants which has a special sheath into which Islip my prick, and it’s tied. One would definitely notwear them in public, but they’re great to enjoyprivately. Janice so enjoys tugging on my bound prick,watching the bindings strain as my hard-on strugglesto burst. I asked her why she was dressed that way, and she just smiled. "Well, a little eye candy helps with the handjobs, you know". And with that she left for his room. I went to the garage to leave, and realized I had forgotten something. When I went back inside, I heard his grunts, and realized she was already working him. I felt compelled to go have a peek and see her in action. The door was open since they assumed no one was home. And from where I was standing they couldn't see me. What I saw next.