He pretends to be excited and enthused and in love. And I have to play along. He tells me that we’re getting married soon. Soon enough, I’m huge. ...ll those stylish clothes are a thing of the past now that I’m waddling down the halls in maternity dresses that only make my condition more obvious, make my belly look that much bigger. I’m a joke to people now. I’m just another mommy who couldn’t handle a real career.I have to fake happiness at our sham wedding, the white dress tight over my seven. "Yes Nikki, one must always maintain decorum," she said, and then she kissed me. And what a kiss it was. Maybe it was the after effects of having Nikki kiss me first, but I do not believe so. She curled my toes and brought me to hardness in a matter of seconds, drawing a moan from deep within me before she broke away. Those in the hallway were applauding, even Jerry. I was speechless and blushing.It was then that I noticed that all the ladies were wearing polo shirts with the company logo and. Tom, Our First Meeting We’d been talking to Tom for sometime on an online contact site. Tom was from Atlanta and we lived in the UK and, even though we spent a lot of time in the States our paths had never crossed. There wasn’t a lot Tom didn’t know about us and he’d seen plenty of pictures of my wife fucking and sucking other guys. My wife and I were involved in the MFM side of the lifestyle, and I was hoping that when we finally met him, Tom would be added to the long list of guys we’d had. I had somehow worked out that tying my ankles together and then tying the cord round my balls meant that I could stretch my scrotum, the pain was always delicious, so not only did I have to understand being TV, I also had to understand the elementary start of my BDSM life.She just walked out of the room and I thought I was in serious trouble. But a few minutes later, she came back with some tissues and told me not to make a mess on the skirt, she even stroked my leg as she went out. I didn’t.