I imagined that they were a kind of secret lesbian group.I imagined that I'd go round on Saturday afternoon when they were meeting and offer to waitre...s for her again like I needed some pocket money and she'd ask me what I was prepared to do, and I'd say whatever she wanted. But I'd be in t-shirt and jeans, not in waitress gear, and she'd be all strict and say she couldn't have a waitress in jeans, this is in front of all the ladies.So in front of them all, I'd have to take my jeans off, and. Both working on her body in rhythm, whip.. plunge. .whip. .plunge... Now I place my hands on her shoulder pinning her face down to the bed, placing her legs together, straddling her hips I begin to work her ass, raping it though it has been given freely...showing the bitch the truth of my ownership of her body. Taking a vibrator, I tell her to lift up my cunt and place it beneath her against my now owned clit, pushing her down against the vibrations. Slamming at her ass... Instructing her to. The events I am speaking of here happened one spring after noon a few years ago now and told to me by my wife.My wife brought Mr Jeffries his afternoon cup of Tea as she did always did around 3 o’clock. He liked his Tea at specific times of day!Inadvertently my wife tripped and spilt the tea over his case notes. He jumped up and swore very loudly, (something he never ever usually did) pointing and gesturing at my wife. My wife was very apologetic, but he would not be appeased. Mr Jeffries said. ”“Prove it to me!”I nervously responded, “I have it inside my purse.”“Let me see it.”He let go of me as I walked over to the chair andpicked up my purse. I starred at him and saw the way hewas looking at me as I opened my purse and reachedinside. I pulled out the small plastic packet andextended my arm out for him to take it.I watched as he examined the packet of birth control asI nervously stood watching. He looked at theprescription date than slid.