‘Spread your legs for me, slut’ he growled out groping her breasts through the shirt. ‘no, NO’ She screamed. He forcibly spread her legs and ...rabbed some sort of lotion from his jacket next to him. He held her legs open and started to pour the lotion on her nipples. It smelled musky and was shining. ‘What are you pouring on me’ she moaned out forgetting everything about him raping her and started to tug on her nipples. She ground herself onto him as the sensation increased. He lifted her up. Glancing over the crowd, he could see that there was easily more men here than women. That explains it, he thought, looking down at Sada. There was obvious disappointment in her bright green eyes. Alastair couldn’t help but feel annoyed and outraged on her behalf.“You should have won,” He told her. Sada shrugged. “It’s not that big a deal.”“You were better than her,” Alastair insisted. He grinned. “Maybe I’m biased, seeing as you were dancing my style. I don’t like to be beaten.”A slow smile. They had been three months on this trip, a constant whirl of balls, dinners and sightseeing. It seemed like only yesterday they had been a poor prospector grubbing for a stake, and his wife who ran a kitchen feeding a hundred men at a time at 5¢ a plate and doing their laundry on the side. But then he'd found silver in the hills above Leadville. After that were other strikes, more silver from other miners he'd staked, business deals that had paid off, hunches of hers he had followed, and before. This was my entire fault, because of my stupid ideas on wanting to be with a younger woman. I had the best woman right here and I just was extremely stupid for not seeing that. I now had created a mess that I could never fix ever again. I waited around to see if anything else was to occur. It had been almost twenty minutes later when my wife and the young man walked out of the bathroom together. My wife’s hair was wet while the young man’s cock was once again throbbing in the breeze. My wife.