He sees me coming and rolls down his window. "Hey, I saw you checking out my package in there."Now it's my turn to blush, "Oops, sorry about that. I m...ant nothing bad." No problem," he says, "Do you want to see what you were curious about?" Hell yes," I reply gleefully.I look around and there is nobody close to us in the parking lot. He pushes his seat back, opens his belt, pulls his zipper down, lifts his butt off the seat and with both hands pulls down his pants and underwear. He reaches. I couldn't be happier, but I don't know what we should do now". Her head sagged and the tears started to flow. I knelt beside her chair and held her close and told her "Courtney, we'll figure this out together". She looked at me with her tear-streaked face and said, "I love you". "I love you,too, Court". After several minutes, she started to compose herself and began eating her breakfast. I dug into mine as well. Delicious! After finishing her eggs and while munching on a slice of bacon she. All the guys cupped their hands over their mouths then stated laughing. “You’re a fucking dead man! Haha. But how awesome!” They were right. I drove home. Margaret was in the kitchen fuming and demanded to know what was happening. I told her everything. About Janet doing gangbangs at work. Her promotion. How she was fucking guys before we were married and how we’ve agreed for her to fuck who she wants. Margaret asked if Janet knew about us and the gangbangs. I said no. She said “good. Keep it. ” I pulled my scrubs up and tied them, still sporting a pole protruding from the front. I heard Amy start the shower. I grabbed the bag and trotted upstairs, not looking inside. Big mistake. Amy took the bag and closed the bathroom door. So much for showering with Amy I moped. I went and got another drink.I sat and quietly drank my whiskey while idly playing with the head of my cock through my pants. I stirred from my reverie when I realized that the shower had stopped, but I hadn’t.