One of them is you can be touch with someone and you can share anything to him or her. If you get bored the person will entertained you. Then she acce...ted. Then I taught her what email is? How to use it? How to chat with others? How to Google about anything? What is you tube and all the things. She learned carefully and practiced the same and keeps on using the system. One fine day she told me that you said you can chat with anyone but no one is coming to chat? Then I feel happy that my idea is. She’s divorced and needs sex. Not with just anyone; she’s twice told me in an open office that her chastity belt is always unlocked for me. She told me that this afternoon and I’ve lost count of the number of times she’s come and leaned over my desk with her tits swinging freely inside her low cut top so that I can get an eyeful of them; sometimes she pushes her arms together which almost ‘pops’ her boobs out of her top. Oh Christ, I’m getting a hard on thinking about it. I’m sitting at my PC. "Oh err, ok". Said Debbie, feeling very strange. "Have you ever done any modelling Mrs Wilson?". Asked Tony. "No never" replied Debbie. "I think you should do some modelling for us now, you've got a very sexy body and it would be a shame not to have some special photos to show your husband. We're both very good photographers and wouldn't charge you any money ". Tony said as if he was doing her a big favour. "Well if you think my husband would like them, then i suppose it wouldn't do any harm ".. My body felt numb and empty. "I don't think I could be with one of you and not the other. I'd rather be alone and miserable instead of making all three of us miserable." Really?" she asked sounding surprised. "Mmm, that's interesting." She moved on the bed and suddenly she was straddling my hips and my eyes popped open. She was staring intently down at me. The slit of her pussy was on top of my cock. Any other time it would have probably felt wonderful but right then it didn't make me feel sexy.