He worked them down my hips and off my body, sitting me on the metal countertop to the side of the sink to pull them past my feet. I felt his fingers ...raze my stomach as they found the edge of my tank top and pulled it over my head. My fingers found his shirt and pulled it off as well, and I ran my palms and fingers over every curve and bulge of his muscled body, exploring with soft fingertips, feeling the rise of his skin as he shivered with my touch. I could feel the wetness between my legs. I spot the drinks tub and pull out a beer. I almost scull the beer hoping that the drink will calm me down. After a few drinks, I’m feeling free and relaxed. I walk over to the dance floor, or what I think is the dance floor. I find a space and begin to dance. I tune out my surroundings and tune into the music allowing it to connect to my soul. The thud, thud, thud of the base and the rhythm are taking me to another world and I begin to dance, swaying my body and keeping to the beat. I have. Him name is Jack, He is sales man from US. I shook his hand and said welcome to our home.Sunny and Jack both sat on sofa. I asked what he would like to drink. Sunny asked me to make a drink for all of us. I made 3 drinks and sat next to Sunny for chit chat. I was nudging Sunny to tell me why he brought him over. But Sunny would not say anything.After 3 drinks we were getting bit high. Then the talk turned to sex. Jack asked me what I like in sex and what turn me on in man? Jack was about 25. You said - "I guess I was wrong in viewing cuckolding you in MY house as just a natural extension of our Domme/sub relationship."Yes, it is YOUR house but it was OUR home. Do you see the difference? I hope you do because if you don't then I see no hope for us.I don't know for sure if it would have been different, had you been open with your cuckolding me. You know Greg confessed that has been sleeping with you and I guess you fed him a bit of "white lie" by telling him that I was OK with it. We.