“Hey, Dave, good to see you, man.”“Hey, Luther, how are you?”“Fine, thanks, all the better now I’ve got that beautiful wife of yours on my...payroll.” The way he said it making me wonder if he’d also been giving Jill some black cock during or shortly after working hours.“Well, she’s always been a Grade A employee, so I’m not surprised to hear that. Anyway, to what do I owe the pleasure, Luther? I know you’re a busy guy, so how can I help you?” I was really on edge about Jill’s request and I. By the third time she dropped something I could see a sensual glean coming from her mound as her pussy got more and more wet.We eventually got to our seats and sat down. We hadn’t been sitting for more than a minute when my wife grabbed my hand and brought it down towards her mound. I didn’t waste any time and slid one of my fingers into her dripping wet pussy. She gasped her approval and I started to wiggle my finger around insider her to her delight. I went from one finger to two and it. What has my husband come up with this time?? she muttered to herself. She looked over towards the computer system and saw the ?Message Waiting? icon flashing in the corner. ?Computer, play message.? Might as well try to figure out what she was in for this time. Not that she really minded. This was after all what she wanted when she first discussed her fetish for bondage with her husband. After trading fetishes and desires, they came up with a lifestyle that while isn’t a total master/slave. ..why did you leave me Alice?”“We’ll talk about it all, in time,” groaned Alice, rolling over and nuzzling her pillow. “Come on, don’t be a bore,” implored Lucinda.“There’s a certain overlap with the meatspace. I felt you out there. I could hear the click of your heels in my deepest recesses.”Lucinda snorted derisively.“You sound like a fucking horse,” said Alice.Lucinda clapped her hands with delight, “Now’s that my Alice, my truculent little rustic pudding. Where did you get all those fancy.