The only way anybody would find out is if one of us told someone." Okay Greg but you undress first."We both stood, looking deep into each other's eyes... I'm not wearing anything but my shorts. I unbutton the waist and unzip the fly allowing them to drop to the floor, my hardon proudly on display."Now you, Julie," I directed.Julie takes off her t-shirt, baring her tits. While staring at my hard cock, she slides her shorts and panties down her legs and steps out of them.While staring at her. I feel your hand quickly grabbing my neck, cupping my face and squeezing, my jaw expertly drops open. As you force your thickness deep into my throat my body involuntarily convulses and my throat tries to push you out. I feel my spit sliding over my lips and down my chin; I gag and push my hands against your thighs as I pull my head back, trying to get away. “Ha ha ha” you laugh, “you weren’t ready for that were you” My teeth clamp down and I feel your left hand yank my hair, pulling me back,. That wasn't the case, but certainly she calmed down very quickly when he scooped her up. After a few moments, she allowed him to put her down and look at the damage, grazes on her knee and elbow."We'd better get back and get those seen to," he commented, looking up at Gillian.Back at the Retreat, the nurse was apologetic but firm. "I'm sorry, but I just can't do it or let you use our facilities. I'd love to, but the policies are firm. It's all the litigation, you know." Never mind," Dulcie. Garth really had never intended to fall out of love with his wife and into lust with Trisha Yearwood -- it had just happened. He laughed when he tried to rationalize the way things had gone, but then he realized that his first marriage and his beginning an affair with Trisha had been the direct result of he and Trisha touring together and the long hours and times they'd spent together over the months of their joint concert tour. There was probably no way any married man could have kept his.