I didn't know if therewere any 'outs' built into the contract. Dad gave me thumbs up from thecontrol room after I had placed the new set of headphones...that Scott hadhanded me over my ears. It helped to slow down my speeding heart.It took me a few tries to get into the groove. I'd only read through thesong for a short period of time last Saturday, and I wasn't rememberingall of the words right away. They were coming back quickly, but I stillfelt like I was letting everybody down."Sorry," I said. I sat there stunned as my wife unbuckled my belt and pulled on my pants. I mindlessly lifted up my ass and felt my pants slide to my knees. A moment later I was indeed WOW’d when her lips wrapped around my cock. We had made love outside, in our car and so forth, but nothing even remotely as public or risky as this. After a couple of minutes of slow sweet sucking, the waitress came, a pretty redhead, with bright green eyes and long, long legs and said, “Hi, I am Samantha and I will be your. I could feel my knee twitch as his hand came closer,as if our bodies were magnetized. It was madness, he’dalmost proved his point, that every situation could besexually charged. Maybe though, this would be hisWaterloo. In a way it would be a relief because then Icould get back to normal. In another way, it would be sadbecause life would go back to the dull old, same oldroutine that days used to have.We drew up at one of those big houses on the outskirtsof town that used to be family houses but. I fumbled around in the darkness for her body, she grabbed my wondering hand and directed between her thighs. The little whore was already wet when I touched against her flesh. My cock was lost in the pleasure that is Brittany’s talented mouth and I gave serious thought to fucking her as my wife lay in the bed. I knew better. I knew that once I got into that little fuckhole that I wouldn’t be able to control myself. I reluctantly pulled her up from my angry cock.“Let’s go down to the.