..until now that is.” “But...” I interrupted, before she continued spilling her heart out. “I watched you move that brunette’s tight body ...bout your bed, bringing her up with your strong arms and thrusting her down onto your dick. After seeing you control her, I felt a yearning deep inside me that I have never felt before. I knew then that I needed to have you for myself. I needed to touch you, feel you, and have you treat me as your own.” I was completely lost in her words. Here she was. Your firm toned legs spin you around and the dress swishes around your thighs. The beautiful arch of your back as I see just how backless the dress is. Back to facing me, you bite your bottom lip in anticipation.I’m left speechless, my eyes struggling to take you in as you giggle, “So what do you think?”I smile, my mind working overtime but also not at all. I stand and close the gap between you, my fingers tucking your hair behind your ears as I kiss you. “You have never looked more. She told him that I was away playing golf. It was so hot reading the text from another man trying to bed my wife. The conversation got hotter and hotter. With me jerking off to a major cum in my room. Thinking she would never do it I began to dare her saying she was all talk. Next I see a text telling him of my fantasy and did he want to come over for a drink. He quickly agreed. My cock was hard again. She texted are you sure about this. I assured her I was and before long I got the text he was. The club owner also booked me to have sex with a handful of his friends and fellow business men, with my approval of course, and for a large fee. I ended the week spent and tired from my whirlwind weekend in the Big Apple and laid in my bed, in the back of the van, smoking a joint as Stanley drove to Boston for another long weekend. He had been wonderful with his help that week and when we got to Boston, I let him spend the night with me in my hotel room and I rode his fat, hairy cock until we.