Make her relive her humiliation and abuse while she strokes my cock and watches me drink a cold one.Let's see. The room we're in is nice, a typical ho...el room in the Midwest. We're on the tenth floor and the curtains are open, I can look out over the city. Or I can turn the other way and see my wife on the king sized bed, her legs wrapped around a big, black guy's back. She's wearing stockings and high heels and a leather corset. That was Ronny's idea. He said it made her look like a real. “Yup, and it led to a very nice night.” I took a drink and set my glass in the cup holder on my side.“Do you mind if I dim the lights and put on some music?”She reached for a big remote control and with the push of a few buttons the lights dropped to less than half brightness and the stereo came on playing, of all things, Moonlight Sonata. She had set up a wonderful mood.“Why do I get the feeling that this might be a set up?”“Because it is.”With that statement, she pulled her legs up beside her. Once Lisa went into the kitchen with June, Jack raced out the front door. He spotted Harry standing in the driveway trying to make up his mind what he should do. Jack called out, “Harry. Come here.”Swallowing heavily, Harry walked over to Jack and said, “Good evening, Sir.”“What in the hell happened?”“I don’t really understand what happened. We were sitting around a picnic table talking with Ted and Amy. It really started to get a little strained when Amy started talking about how her father. Within seconds, I found myself the center of three people’s attention; Elizabeth and her husband each massaging one of my feet, my husband standing behind me, rubbing my shoulders. The tactile sensations were exquisite. I decided to enjoy the moment as I moaned softly, “Oh this feels nice. You guys are spoiling me.”After a minute or two, Aaron softly said, “I think this lady is a bit over dressed for her massage.”Robert agreed, “I concur…you should remedy that.”Aaron started fumbling with.