'Hello.' you say with a smile. 'What do I find here?' You pull down the fly on my jeans and then pop open the button. Im on a rare day where I am actu...lly wearing underwear and you order me to stand up again. I get up off the floor and lean with my back to the sink and you reach inside my jeans to caress my hard cock through the thin material that is threatening to burst into flames. One sight I have always loved is you kneeling naked in front of me and here you are slowly bringing my cock out. It was the same car that the woman had picked her up in the night before. I didn't have the heart to tell her the woman and the guy were the same person.The following Monday I went to see my friend, Bob, who was a lawyer, and explained what I knew and wanted him to start divorce proceedings. I wanted to get the accounts settled and equity divided. I told him even though she cheated I would use irreconcilable differences because of the kids.If she were to fight the divorce I would file for. Then she slowly traced the riding crop across his stomach, teasing him with the tip. Then she raised the crop and brought it down hard on his crotch. the slave jerked in pain but the sting made him hard and erect. Sadome saw his bulge getting bigger and was angered. “How dare you raise that thing in my presence” and she proceeded to whip his cock with the riding crop again and again. Finally she jabbed his aching tool with her 5 inch black leather heel and then used her shiny boot heel to rip. “That’s it? That’s your best pickup line?”“Who says I’m trying to pick you up?” Hint of whine.“Then no thanks. I’ll buy my own.”Silence while he regroups. I do too. I hope I’m not playing it too cool. I hunch my shoulders fractionally. More cleavage.“What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?” Not a bad line, a whitebread suburban bar.I laugh, “Good question. I just stopped for a pop on my way back to the hotel. The burbs aren’t really my thing.”“What hotel?”“Marriott.”“On.