“Mmmmm good” I moaned as I felt his hard cock throbbing against my thigh. I wanted to tell him no but I did have such a difficult time saying no t... sex. Now I was quite aroused by him coming unannounced and seeing me at my worst and still wanting me. I felt his hand graze across my pussy through the thin piece of material the thong offered. He ground his fingers against me feeling how wet I already was, his fingers were still pressed against the soft lace fabric.Pulling his mouth away from my. I didn't know what her reaction would be at this point. All I got was silence. The atmosphere surrounding us was thick and full of awkwardness."Uh, Belle," she began tentatively, "you really like me?"Her sweet innocence burst through, diffusing what could have been a very unpleasant situation. I could feel tears forming in my eyes."Of course, I like you, silly!" was the best I could come up with on such short notice. I didn't even know it before myself, but now I was eager to acknowledge. Finally, I had to piggyback each in turn, around the course, being encouraged by each jockey with slaps to my bottom, or jerks on the leash. The noise was overpowering, as it is when the horses gallop down the strait towards the finish line. I remember these episodes as being the most fun I had during these Friday evenings. No one laughed, or shouted louder encouragement on these occasions than My Lady herself. She did not join the action, but it was clear she enjoyed every moment, encouraging. With that they walked out the front door got into her car and left.I quickly raced over to the club where I knew they wound be. I arrived there about 10 minutes early. I found a dark secluded corner where I was not likely to be seen by my wife. I also stopped and brought a newspaper to hide behind in case she looked my way. After about a minute I began looking around and realized that I was the only white person in the place.Finally after what seemed like an eternity they arrived. I knew what.