I meet hundreds of women at work, from ages eighteen to ninety, some of whom are very flirty and obviously interested or attracted. Although I had a f...w casual coffee invites and inquiries about my marital status, I had never fallen to the temptation both out of loyalty to my wife and self-doubt. If my wife had no interest in being sexual with me, why would anyone else? Many nights I thought of these women as I stroked myself to climax. I made the usual feeble attempts at romance. Date night,. ."Up and down. The heels did their work."Go on." Uhhhmnn... you use me. You take... ohhh... pictures of me...for..."Upand down. Faster."For my pleasure?" Oooooh, yes." And when I take your picture, what happens?" You take more of my mind, my will.... Unnng, I become more obedient,more horny, more a slutty sex slave.... Oooohh..."The heels teased, didtheir devil's work. Faster. The boy began to buck into them. He wasfucking them, her shiny..."So you're my role play, dress-up submissive. ." Ohhhh, yeah, Carlos...fuck me, fuck me harder baby..."Carlos could hardly ignore her luscious tits, that had begun to bounce teasingly as she rode him. Reaching out he grabbed them both roughly, and began massaging them crudely in time with their rhythm."Oh, C-Caaarrrlos..." She growled, as a lone tear slid down her cheek."Yeah? Yeah, baby...you like that?" He said, almost completely losing his previous innocent demeanor."Fuck me harder, ROUGHER!!!" She pleaded once more.Using his arms for. ”Jenny smiled at him. “I was thinking the same thing, Sir.”As she turned to walk him upstairs to the master bedroom, Mike grabbed her by the hand, turning her back around.“Don’t worry, there’s more,” he said. Mike took a step toward the door and opened it. In walked Bo and Pat, each dressed in athletic clothing. Pat was carrying a video camera.Mike grabbed Jenny by her chin, forcing her to stare into his eyes.“Bo and I are going to double team you in your bed. And Pat will record it. If you get.