But I had to pee in the worst way, so I'm wandering the giant stone hallways looking for a restroom. I find a door sucked way in back of a corner area...and head to it. I open the door and it takes a quick corner then down a set of stairs. I get to the bottom and it takes another turn and opens into a large restroom with a row of 10 chest to floor white porcelain urinals in it, way old school. No dividers just wide open, a couple of stalls across from them the place was empty. I set my brief case. I've been reading some of the stories he has posted about his cuckold life style. I told him I wanted to post a story with my point of view. The fact that he isn't allowed to have sex with me is one hundred percent his fault. We had a perfectly normal life before he started hinting about for me to take an outside lover.One evening after dinner he and I where relaxing on the back porch having a mixed drink. Out of the blue he ask me if I had ever thought of straying. It took me by surprise, but. She slowly stroked the outline, and heard him groan, ?Holly,? he said.?Yes???Are you afraid of me???Yes,? she whispered.?What scares you???You could ruin me ?? she whispered. He could feel her hands tremble as she gently stroked him.He chuckled, ?Silly little girl. As if I would jeopardize my own job by letting slip about our little entertainment session. Your secret is safe with me. Is there anything else that makes you fear me??She shook her head.?Speak up,? he said, ruffling her hair.?No. I’m Connie and I told your sister I wanted to join y’all. I saw you fucking your friend, and just knowing you were fucking here in the bleachers, under your blankets, made me so damn horny, I had to take care of myself. I’ve never in my life done anything as bold and brazen as this. I’ve never even used my fingers on myself before today. I was standing behind you when you stood for the National Anthem, and I could feel your body emitting vibes with such energy, I wanted to reach out and hug.