I suddenly wasn't feeling very happy. "Hey, come and meet Rob," Jeff told me, he walked over to me and put his arm around my shoulder, guiding me over...to the sofa where his friend was sitting. "Hi Rob," I said, probably a bit sulky. I shrugged Jeff's arm away and sat down on the couch. Rob was sat on one end. I sat on the other. "Hi," Rob beamed. "Nice to meet you, Jeff's been telling me wonderful things about you." I stopped pouring my wine for a second and looked at Rob, then back to Jeff.. Her kisses became anxious to present herself, and her full chest was winding between my arms to be offered, to be taken, to be owned. I responded to such invitations by showing just a kind of incertitude in my grip, I didn’t give to her poor tit a real rest, letting Wisha understanding that the direction was correct, but she had to improve more. At the apex of my cruel grip her mouth began to kiss me like she wanted eating me, my lips my tongue, and also my neck, and that point, in real heaven,. ?Very good slave, now put on the blindfold and wait.I?m on my way. What?sthe room number???Yes Sir,? she replied after excitingly informing Him of that essentialinformation.Nervous elation overtook her emotions as she realized that reality was soongoing to replace the months of fantasy that had prevailed her thoughts eversince reading His story. Obediently and anxiously she waited for This Man tocome and dominate her in much the same manner she read about.Patiently she waited. She waited some. ” She put her arms around Mike like they were long-lost lovers. “I see you have dinner ready for us. Hey, we’ll be ready to eat in about a half-hour. That ok with you? You can keep it warm till then.” Then she then took Mike’s arm and dragged him to our bedroom. OUR, BEDROOM….Distraught, I fell to my knees in shock. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I had just watched my wife of two years take another man into our room, right in front of me. I wanted to say something, anything. I wanted to.