Maybe it wasn't luck. Maybe it was my guardian angel, or my husband's or the kids'. Maybe God saved me. It didn't matter, I accepted my survivor's sta...us and skipped the “what if’s”.The kids needed attention as their school and sports activities expanded. My revival was as a full-time mom and faithful wife. I stopped flirting.Then, coming home from work one evening in 1984, my husband announced.“Honey we need to talk. We need to talk about something serious. It’s about us and the future. It. " What about that blonde thing you were seeing?" Ok, yeah, once or twice. But these guys are a regular thing for you. It's been, what, ten years?" Not even a year yet!" I corrected him."Oh, come on! Ivan, Juan and that French guy have been here since your retirement party." As employees, not harem." So that's what this is? Really? You've got a harem?"I thought about telling Dave everything for maybe a full minute then shrugged. "Yeah. That's what this is. They know, they agreed to it. Hell,. "She turned on a large video screen on the wall. I saw the girl I hadbecome naked and filthy in a cage on all fours with a huge dogstraddling her from behind, its monster cock firmly embedded insideher. Her mouth was open and drool was hanging from it; her eyes wereglazed and the expression on her face was one of mindless lust. Dr.Wilson turned it off."It would be a great shame and a waste of our resources if that were tobe your future, don't you think?" I never did that," I gasped."Oh, but you. Seeming to have no other choice I pulled my suit down freeing my still hard cock. I really didn’t have to go so I just took hold of it and stood there pretending to try to pee while Sue watched. After a few minutes she said, “You can stop pretending now Tony. I was watching you for like five minutes and I know you were back here jacking off.”“I’m really sorry Sue,” I said. “I didn’t think anyone would see me.”“That may be true but I definitely saw you,” she said. “So what now?” I asked. .