Alcohol does that to people. One night this worked very nicely to my advantage.Arriving home late one evening I stumbled upon a young couple making ou... in the vestibule of my apartment building. The guy and girl were feeling each other up, his hand inside her shirt coping a feel, his other hand grabbing a fistful of ass cheek. They weren’t even aware of me.I stood and watch for a moment before making a noise to let them know I was standing ten feet away watching.They broke off quickly. I could. "AND," I admonished.He bobbed a curtsey."Good girl," I praised.Somehow, I was enjoying the reversed roles. With him in a maid's garb, hewas now my inferior and it felt wonderful to have him defer to me ratherthan the other way round. I would enjoy this, while it lasted.The 'new' William sat with his back to the door as I knocked on the doorto be let out. I put on a bit of a display for the guard as I went byhim, crying about how awful I felt as this would be the last time I sawmy husband alive.. Dad interrupted, "I've tried kicking it. It does no good. I think it's barricaded from the inside." There are other things I can do that you can't," I said, as I put my strength into the solid kick the police used to break deadbolt locks. Dad was right, it was barricaded, but I was so much stronger than a normal man it didn't stop me.The room was dark, with only the barest light coming in through the boards that covered the windows. In the dimness, I could make out a bed and movement there. I. "I was shoved roughly onto the bed and Mo grabbed me around the throat. "I'm feeling generous so if you want to wipe some of the cum off of your wife and spread it on your ass-hole then do it quick, it might make this easier."The idea made sense to me since I had no desire to have my ass torn open so I ran my hand across my wife's stomach where there was about a 1/8th inch layer of cum and ran it over my anus. "That's a good boy," said Mo and he pressed the head of his cock against my ass. It.