Leave if you wish, I really don’t care. I only married you to get your estate, and I have that now. Leave now and you’ll be leaving with nothing b...t the clothes on your back, and since you have no skills or talents, it will be on your back that you’ll have to earn your bread. Mind you, you have considerable abilities in that area, but you need to learn a few things more, eh?” He nodded towards where Jenny was kneeling between his legs, suckling the end of his shaft.“You bastard!” screamed his. "Sorry, I've crossed the line haven't I?" he asked. You found yourself turned on by this new twist of kinkery from this seemingly conservative businessman and answered "no, not at all. I just wasn't expecting it. Now I believe you've still got a mess to clean up.". He smiled and scooped more of his warm seed from your face, alternately feeding you, then himself. This was making your juices start flowing quickly again and you slipped a hand under you and started masturbating yourself. He quickly. Something would come up. Something always did. And I really wasn’t worried about it that night. All I cared about was having a hard cock shoved in my pussy, or my ass, or stuffed in my mouth. More than one, really, if I could swing it. Two. Three. Four. The more the better. I dressed up for it. White shorts so tight you could practically see my pussy lips and a semi sheer blue blouse.I didn’t bother with a bra or panties. Let’s call it creative advertising. A pair strappy white sandals with. On the one hand, I knew I had just caught them in the midst of an affair, on the other, my wife looked so beautiful, and Eric so handsome, I admitted to myself that the thought of them together was making me aroused. I figured there would be enough time to untangle this mess in the morning. In the meantime I would sit, let my wife pour me a drink and wait to see what would unfold.The three of us all readily drank, and my wife ensured our glasses were never empty. Her behavior grew more and more.