I said, “I am not married. She is my colleague.”“Oh, so girlfriend”. (and she laughed out loud).She asked me why I didn’t bring her and we c...uld have exactly what we wanted if I did so.I said, “She is leaving tomorrow to her hometown. She said she would stay back leaving her parents if I bought them for her.”She laughed again and said, “What an exotic offer. So what shall we do then?”.I was about to leave and then she stopped me. I was surprised. Then she went ahead and closed the door and went. Sensing my situation I thought she was going to pull the rod out to let me come or make me come, I didn't know which. That was when she pulled the rod fully out and replaced it with a slightly larger round one. It hurt a lot going in but after it seemed to be all the way in I noticed this one had a wire to it. Then she touched some thing at the other end of the wire and the tip of the rod deep in my cock vibrated. Slowly at first but with in seconds the urge to come was all I could think about. Life didn't suck. Summer was halfway through when I suggested that we rent a sailboat. I knew the basics of sailing from my vacation to the south of Spain. When hubby heard my plan, he agreed to rent a 40 footer for a weekend to see if I could handle her. It was different from the small sailboat I'd sailed before but the basics were the same and as long as I had the engine to use while docking and undocking, it wasn't to hard. The next time hubby invited his bosses to go fishing, their wives. There were paper plates with mustard andketchup smeared all over the floor. Dustbins wereoverflowing with leftovers and plastic cutlery.Tablecloths were also stained with sauces and gravy.And of course the worse was the smell of sausages. Now don’t get me wrong but I really can’t stand thesmell of what I call are rotting sausages. For me if asausage has been boiled it should be eaten within 10minutes or it is just like rotten meat. Of course mywife doesn’t agree to me at all..