WE didn't know what to do but we knew we had to sign it. He had thought this through and knew just what to do. We sign he took the paper and put it in...his safe he brought us another drank which help loosen me up after we had finish our drank he said stand up and strip I almost couldn't believe what he had said I look at my husband he had already taking his shirt off I slowly did the same was was down to my bra and panties husband still had his boxer on our boss snap all of them and from now if. ’ Natalie swallowed and glanced across her shoulder. ‘Yeah…I just…’ Tom ducked his head, levelling his eyes with hers. ‘What, what is it? Are you ill?’ Natalie shook her head quickly. ‘No, it’s not that. It’s just…Do you ever get the feeling that you’re being watched?’ Matt felt himself tense. Somehow, he knew Natalie was talking about him, she could feel him watching her. Tom looked worried. ‘You mean like a stalker?’ he asked, glancing around nervously, as if he might find someone hiding,. “Yes, my wife used to tease me saying I was trying to do anal with her. She would say I was going to try to stick me in the wrong hole. I was not, I swear, but she just kept up talking about it. Never would I do that.” “Well, Shy, my silly timid friend, she was asking for it.” “Nooooo ... can’t be.” “Oh really. Think about it. Why at all otherwise would she keep bringing it up? Really?”“Huh? O-o-o-o-h.” I gave that some thought before I pushed in her butt plug we’d been playing with and she put. Cappa began lecturing. It was beyond humiliating as his colleaguesthat knew who he was were enjoying this to no end, and the others thatdidn?t were checking him out. He could see his good friends making facesand lude sexual gestures, teasing him behind everyone?s back as he wasbeyond annoyed, feeling a pinch on his ass before he finally finished theorder. He left to place the order and then returned about thirty minuteslater, serving the group as quickly as he could like a good littlewaitress,.