That sounds like fun. Do you want to meet me at my house after work then?” “Sure, do you have any requests?” “Yes, one. I want you to dress ...p. I want you to pretend you’re going to a cocktail party.” She said, “Sounds like fun. I won’t let you down.” “Ok great. See you tomorrow then.” We hung up and I was instantly excited. I slept well that night, got my wife around, and drove her to the airport. I dropped her off, said our goodbyes and went to work. The day was a blur. I didn’t focus on. What was she doing, would she sense where I was at this moment? Thoughts of our marriage, the time we spent together, our meetings and so on would replay themselves as my lips glided over Sam’s mouth and down her neck. Strangely, though I thought it would bring a sense of guilt and shame, it actually filled me with a heighten sense of life, alertness and simply being very present in the moment. So not what I expected. I later came to discover that my time with Sam broke the mold of the groove. We even have contests to see how high we can get!" Really," said Patty, extremely turned on now. "This I've got to see."She went into the centre of the room. "Okay, I'll be the judge. Form a circle around me and I'll give the signal to start."They did as they were told, grabbing on to their cocks, and pointing upward. When they were all ready Patty yelled, "Now!"They were all nervous and nothing happened until one started a stream and then they all followed. There was piss flying all around her. She bent demurely to grab them and hand them over. Now we were ready.The ride to the city was about an hour with most of that on the interstate. For the most part it was a pretty boring ride and since I was a bit worked up from watching Nan finger herself I figured this would be as good a time as any to catch a blowjob.“Jan, slide over her and suck my cock.”She glanced quickly at the traffic around us but did as she was told. It didn’t take her long to get my pants opened and my cock freed and.