Now nervous, "Yes" I answered meekly. "We happen to know of your little escapade out in the parking lot and your quick little scene in here" she said ...o me as she ran her hand over my shoulder and down my back. I felt her reach the back of my bra and hesitate, "Why don't you unfasten your blouse for us" she then told me as I looked back at her and then at my boss. Getting even more nervous and looking at my boss who was now smiling, "You mean right now?" I asked her. It was then she reached. KK: ObeyMB: Do you want to be a good girl?KK: soooo much!MB: Then what must you do?KK: obeyMB: Good girlI’m a good girl!Her hand rubbed between her legs.KK: how are you doing that?MB: What?KK: making me feel so goodMB: Do you want Me to stop?KK: no!!! please no!MB: Then don’t question. Just obey.Good girls obey.MB: What do good girls do?KK: obeyMB: Good girl.I’m a good girl!MB: How old are you?KK: 22Fuck. Did I just tell him that?MB: And where do you live?I can’t tell him where I live. Country.. I alternated between rubbing circles around it and twisting on it gently. I displaced my bra and got my other hand working on my other breast. I was starting to get into it when the buzzer signaling the end of the drying cycle sounded. I reluctantly went to swap my load around and reload the washer.When I returned, it seemed to me that the lap top wasn't exactly as I had left it, and the story seemed to be scrolled a little further along than I thought. I blew it off thinking I might have. Her emotions (and actions) are never revealed verbally to me as I fuck her sloppy seconds afterwards. But you know. You know she really enjoys his cock (more). I have never received that kind of attention to my cock from her. Her blowjobs, to me, are quick and ‘matter of fact,’ never longer than a few minutes. That’s fine, and humiliating. She doesn’t touch my short cock like his. I love it. I love the second side of my wife. The side that enjoys sex with someone who can satisfy her. .