“Honey, are you almost ready?” I called, picking a piece of lint off my suit. “I’ll be out in a second!” My wife called back. Sighing slight...y, I ran my hand through my hair, hoping none of it was sticking up. Tonight my wife Carmen and I had been invited to a party in honor of a friend. Neither of us had wanted to go, but we had already pretended to be sick to get out of going to our neighbors’ k**’s graduation, and no one would believe we had had another family emergency so close to the last. I could see the experience growing within her with every new lick and suck. She was already better at prolonging her partner's orgasm than I was. She had the patience for it. And the love. She was turning into a disciplined little cocksucker.As she bobbed, I said..."Baby, spread your legs a little."She did as I asked without breaking stride, her hips rocking back and forth in time with her head bobbing."Put your hand inside your panties, honey."She looked up and without wanting to interrupt her. Adam’s was also blue because he said he wanted to match what I was wearing, but Sean’s shirt was kind of…ugly. Oh well, we will let it slide since he is single.Anyway, Sean arrived and then we received the call that the food was ready so Adam went downstairs to pick up the food. We ordered from my favorite little restaurant that is around the corner. Do you remember the place that we went to last time you were in town? I suppose it doesn't matter. What does matter is that while we waited for. The guards, four of them-two up front in a cage and two to in the back also in a protective cage, just stared at us or talked in low tones to each other. It was the saddest time of my life. And yet, a time of gratitude too. Why gratitude? Because I was able to do something, prove something, to my wife that words could not ever have adequately expressed. Oh, and the something was my love for her. I just hoped it would be enough to sustain her during the years to come. And more than that, I hoped.