But it was too late. Two weeks later saw another set of arrivals and one of the two worst unintended results of the entire farce I call my life. Sorry... that was a bit harsh. My life is often awesome, but it feels like it’s no longer under my control, which causes frustration.The arrival point was by the lake, and, in retrospect, if they had arrived at the house instead, it’s possible the worst of the problems could have been avoided.At that time, I was at the office, where I got an arrival. My eyes continued to wander up her, before my ears caught sound of the music. “What the hell is this?” I heard her laugh, turning around to face me. “It’s the music I listen to while doing my yoga. I was just getting ready to start when you knocked at my door.” “Yoga? People do that? I always thought it was just something you ate with breakfast or something.” She rolled her eyes at me. “Yes people do yoga, it’s very healthy. And I think you are thinking of yogurt.” “Oh. 5 inch dark black cock. So,me and Steph met at the agreed hotel being that we both were married but I was the one on the cheating end of the stick. Her and her wife and mother of two had a very understanding and open marriage. That and Steph was a raised cock whore. Her mother was a sub to her father and as she grew up she always noticed how her mother catered to her father's needs. Steph's parents never hid their sex life from her and her siblings. They knew their mother was a submissive cock. Well, the first thing is that you must stop mentioning your orgasm, or in fact, anything about your sex life whatsoever. You must talk as though my sex life is the be all and end all of sex as far as you are concerned. Ok?" Yes my love, I understand. I'll try very hard to do that." Ok, the next thing is that you do all the chores, which you pretty much do already, but now you must get them done when I'm not around. I want you available as my personal slave whenever I'm with you. I want a lot of.