“I wonder how long we will be here”, Jessalyn mused. Mr. Handsome cocked his head to look at her. “I am not sure, but there is not a whole lot w... can do about it”. Jessalyn offered him a smile, and slid to the floor. She looked up at him, and was aware he was looking directly down her blouse, not even trying to hide his gaze. She blushed slightly and started to move her jacket to cover herself. “Hell”, she thought, “if you have it, flaunt it”. She worked so many hours that she barely had time. I folded my good clothes and put them into the nice leather bag they gave me, and followed Chuck and the man who greeted us back out to his cart.Our next stop was the cafeteria where we had some coffee and a roll, while Chuck began telling me about what this organization did. I was smiling by the time Chuck and the other man had told me about most of their activities. When Chuck asked what I thought, I replied, “This may be exactly what I need to become myself again. You saw how I tried racing. I walked to the door, with my cock tucked away so not as to be poking straight out, and answered to door to my future as a cuckold. The man was latino, in his mid 40's, a little taller than me, and a little out of shape when I first looked at him. But he was super polite, asked he if had the right address, if Jenni was here, and if I was David. I said yes you got the right place, and then he said well then from here on do what I say and take me to your wife. I led him into the bedroom and sat. "I just saw you run out of the theater suddenly and it looked like youwere in trouble. I am Sam...antha by the way." Cathy noticed the smallpause between the two syllables but thought nothing of it. Samantha thencontinued, "I don't know how to approach this topic, so I think I will gointo it with full force." Samantha breathed in and then with hope startedagain. "Have you noticed any weird changes lately?" Cathy's left eye wasraised at this but she tried not to show her hand, Samantha thought.