She often reminds me, I am to please and be pleased sexually. And I love having sex with an audience.”As the conversation progressed it became more ...acy.“What would be your ultimate cuckold experience Sarah? Mine is watching another man blowing my man. Even better if another woman is pleasuring me while I watch. More exciting still for me watching one of my men blowing a new man while I pleasure his lady.“Have I piqued your interest Sarah?, she asks knowing she has as she shows us some pics of. I want you to hear this…” She fumbled in her filing cabinet and pulled out a tape recorder. Laying it on the table in front of me she inserted a tape and pressed ‘play’. The first thing I heard on the tape was the end of a conversation between Smitha and a man who I assumed was her husband. “Ok well, i’ll leave you to it honey, I’d better get back to work now.” “Right, sweetie, thanks for stopping by. Love you!””Love you too…” There was the sound of a quick kiss, and then a door closing. After. In the kitchen I swallowed my midday ration of yogurt, pills, and yeast. I took an extra dab of yeast. The food made me helplessly drowsy. It was sultry in Martha's place. I took off all my clothes and plopped onto the bed and slept for almost three hours, dead as stone.In the late afternoon I awoke and took a shower and dressed. Settling onto the sofa with my New York Times, I awaited Martha.She returned late, around five-forty-five, looking cheerless and enervated in the brown two piece suit. One day I was standing at my window,I saw Anna was roaming in the society garden talking with some one on mobile ,while walking she saw me standing at the window .And she started staring with the hidden eyes .I thought that today is the chance to do something i started waving my hands to her which she also positively accepted ,after a while i said her that i m going ,which made her upset ,suddenly she asked me for my cell num.I was very happy .I threw the num from the window ,after that we.