I told her that once in the car she agreed that I was going to fuck her brains out. If she didn't want to go that was fine but getting in the car woul... affirm the agreement. She smiled and got up and walked to the door and when to the car. Bingo I had my second whore wife only she didn't know it yet.I opened the door for her and she sat down in the passenger seat. I got in and we drove off. I told her to take her clothes off and I wanted a blow job while we drove to my house. She looked shocked. I caressed her naked breasts and worked an hand down her skirt and panties to her pussy. She jumped as my fingers grazed her clit then tried to back away saying she didn't not know if she could go through with what I was expecting. I held her close and as I sucked and licked her earlobe, I said don't worry about me just let me please you. She then Sid "not even her husband has touched me like you do" and I said well if all that happens tonight is that I get to touch you in ways that you. " Thank you Greg, I certainly hope so. I really do like shopping. It just seems to be so difficult though when you are shopping for a large organization. More difficult than I thought it would be at any rate."They had pulled into the large circular drive way and parked behind a white Citroen that had clearly seen better days. Greg made a small noise in his throat."I am guessing that is not Alex's car?" Samantha said with growing dread."No, it is not. It is Miss Josephine's." We've met."Greg. From that look on your face, I'm guessing you know that I know about you. Also, quick note - no, I am not sleeping with your wife... yet, or you.” At this point I am sure he's into it but his smirk is telling more than he's letting on. He knows more... and I sense a plan hatching. “Let's go back to your place since your wife has generously invited me and you for the day. Don't worry about work today; I got it covered. Besides, I think you will earn today's labor.” Check and mate. I don't even.