So I did as he ordered and he came back and put a collar on me that locked on. He sat down on the stool and told me to finger myself until I was told ... could stop. I said, "Yes Sir" and started masturbating while he watched and took more cell phone photos. Customers came and went and Keith waited on them, Rung up the purchases while I continued to finger myself practically right under the cash register.I was wet! This went on for about a half hour and I had several orgasims but I put my left. The country road proved challenging as my attention was periodically distracted. "Fuck this! I'm finding a lay-by." There was no argument from the occupants in the back seat. Just Sam's whimpering as Paul's large fingers penetrated her hole. I drove the car up a quiet farm road that led to a derelict farmhouse and found a suitable place to stop. I'd used the place in the past, to transform out of my drab and into Judy. My two back-seat passengers were oblivious to our surroundings. I switched. Before I went to work my wife told me that she was going to go out with her friend to go to a few bars and then come home a little later in the night. I leave for work knowing my wife going out, and once she drinks she just can't stop till she is black out drunk,and I was stuck at work so I was somewhat jealous. I heard off and on from he'd throughout the night and I could tell that she was quite drunk. Then at three in the morning her friend calls and said they made it home and my wife was. Diane, just like Teri, had a somewhat devilish sense of humor, and sheloved using me as her foil. She made good on her statement about herhaving me do her nails for her, and made sure that she would tease methe whole time I was doing them. If, as a result of her teasing, Ismudged the polish, or made any other mistake, I had to begin all overagain. And of course the teasing began again as well. Diane's teasingwas both verbal and physical, and between them I was driven to the edgeof.