Then, once everyone was gone, Katie would take the initiative (less threatening) and get the ball rolling. As the day wore on, my anxiety grew, as di... my increasingly-difficult-to-hide erections. Between the two, I was pretty sure I was going to pop one way or the other. Finally, it was go time. Katie and I showed up in Colleen’s spacious office as scheduled, and began to set up using the wall-mounted flat screen to present. Per Katie’s instructions, I had tweaked some of the graphics. ‘How long ago was this fucking that you got? You slut!’‘Just before you came in and this morning before hestarted the work.’ This was too much; I opened my zip,pulled out my cock (with some difficulty as it was sohard.) and rammed it into her.‘But that’s not all.’ she said hesitantly. What elseyou bitch?’ I said as I fucked her for all I was worth.Here I was, ‘turned on’ out of my mind by the thoughtof my lovely, precious little wife. Nothing came of this last comment of mine, but I was happy that I'd taught Margie something new in the world of sex.After that, I decided that I could do nothing more, than to actually try her out, and see what her reaction was. Subsequently, I waited till a nice warm and balmy night, then, about nine o'clock, I asked if she was in a mood to go to the toilet block. Thinking no doubt, of the walk there and back, she suggested that it was perhaps a bit late. "Actually," I said, feeling a bit. The eyes of the horses and the coachman were glowing blue as they looked into the distance, not noticing him at all. He wondered a bit how much the people inside the stagecoach were affected by the scepter, as it only had limited power. He climbed onto the stagecoach and looked inside, directly into the slightly worried face of a young women. She had long blonde hair and from her dress she looked quite wealthy."Who do we have here?" he asked with a questioning overtone. Her eyes weren't glowing.