The horror of last week flashed through my mind. Why didn’t I remember? Why did I come here again? I could picture myself undressing for this man. O... god no I could even see my hands unzipping him and then pleasuring him. How could I be so stupid to come back again? Why didn’t Carol warn me? ‘Take off your blouse and bra Kate.’ He said with authority. I stood unbuttoning my blouse as it fell to the floor. I reached around and unclasped my bra hearing Johns groans once again. ‘Now sit back down. Just to let him fill me anywhere anytime he liked. I was his and he didn't even know it yet.I had to think of a way to make this work. I loved Mike and would never want to hurt him So didn't want to cheat. I remember some porn I had watched years before where a husband was forced to watch his wife with her black lover and that's where I wanted to take this.I had a plan and just had to put it to action. So that night once me and Mike got to bed I told him I would like to have control for a. She pulls me onto the bed and jumps on top of me. She lifts her kilt and starts to rub her panty clad pussy against my trouser clad cock. I reach up and massage her tits through her while woolen sweater. It does not take her long in her aroused state to reach bliss. Once she comes down a bit and catches her breath, she begins to remove my shirt and massage my chest. Kicking off my shoes, she helps me pull off my pants and underwear. My 7 ½ cock is sticking straight up. Megan rubs my dick. I heard them laugh, then Emily saying loudly, “Oh oh, sounds like the wimp is back.” I heard Carl say, “Let him see what he’s missed and what you’ve had.” She unlocked the door and I burst in, then stopped dead at the sight before me. Emily stood semi-naked in just stockings and high heels with her hands on her hips and a haughty smile on her pretty face. I looked past her to see Carl laying naked on my bed, leering at me, his long, thick cock lay across his thigh still wet and sticky. It still.