Suddenly I saw Frank heading down from the bar and two black guys of his staff came from the other end of the corridor, trapping me between the three ...f them.One of the young guys got to me first, pushing me against the wall. I swung a fist at one of them, but he smacked me firmly in the gut, knocking the wind out of me.“So… maybe I finally will enjoy some white married pussy…” Frank hissed as he smiled.”No, you cannot do this” I answered trying to recover my breath.He just pulled a tool from. My wife behaved like a slut and I just loved it. I did everything that I have wanted to do since we have met 25 years ago. She even let me photograph her in the nude. Those pics are my prized possessions now. But the next time it was back to normal. So I had to get her drunk to have a really good time, hence the neglecting part. We do not drink that often. A Month ago when she got back from work she said to me that she was dripping like a peculator. I asked her why and she told me that there is. I started getting hard seeing all the lace, cotton, silk, variously colored and styled panties. You can wear what ever you want. John told me, This is all about you feeling sexy. I let my hands dive into the drawer, sorting through this magnificent collection. I can wear anything? Absolutely. There are skirts, tops, and lingerie in the other drawers and shoes in the closet. Ill be down stairs when you feel comfortable. And with that he walked to the hallway. Pausing in the door he said, Oh, and. Here my best friend’s mom was asking me something that made me feel uneasy as hell. Looking down at the carpet, I just said, “Well, I’ve dated a few girls but that’s all.” In truth, up this point, I had only gone all the way with one girl in my car the summer between junior and senior year. Other than that, I had done the typical high school boy stuff with girls like making out and getting a few blowjobs on dates but that was about it. That, said, I was not about to disclose any of this to my.