"Hi Jim, why don't you tell us about yourself." Hi Max." Jim is a little over six feet tall, well built with dark hair. He looks to be in his early th...rties. "My name's Jim McKean, I'm from Bristol and I'm a sales executive." That's great, Jim. And who's the lucky lady you'll be playing with tonight?" A titter from the audience at the double-entendre."Tonight my partner will be my lovely wife Alisha, Max." Fantastic. We'll meet Alisha in just a minute, but first let's say hello to. I spent many hours sitting in the dark and wanking, always hoping that a couple would come in and allow us to watch them fucking or even better to let us join in. Unfortunately this was very rare. I had once been wanked off by a kind bespectacled secretary out with her boss but most couples left afer a brief interval, leaving us guys high and dry. I had fantasized about taking a young lady to the Willow Cinema for ages but had given up hoping I would find a willing girl, that is until I met. A lump grew in her throat as they paced slowly towards the couch. He removed his hand from her shoulder, and seated himself in front of her. She shifted her gaze to his face, and she saw it. That casual half-smile that denoted the fact that he was in his ‘Dom’ mood. She knew now that everything he said was of critical importance - every request he made was a demand, and she must follow it precisely and quickly. “Shoes off. Place them by the doorway. Your panties, too”. His voice was calm and. I said it’s difficult to trust people. He promised me that it’s his job to find a suitable groom for me. I was wondering what my own husband is looking for a new man for me!He asked me to be more open and frank with him regarding marriage and choosing the groom. He asked me to tell him honestly whether I still had sexual urges. I couldn’t lie and told him that I have more sexual urges. I also told him that for a long time, I was missing sex in life. He apologized me for that and he assured for.