When she insisted, though, I would say something non-committal like, "I don't know, honey. That seems to be asking a lot for a man who is in love with...a woman to watch her being fucked that way, without at least trying to intervene."The way she described the cuckold encounters, I have to admit that some of it was arousing to me, and I might have let that show a little. My answers were evasive and not a definite 'no', so that probably emboldened her to say other things like, "Many of cuckold men. Jasmine couldnt believe how accurate Bethany and Mrs. Jones were. Yes, she always wore thigh high stockings, and yes she was bisexual, although relations between women were far and long between. Third, Mrs. Jones listed, she sensed youre submissive, which now seems pretty obvious, doesnt it? Jasmines already red face burned more. At home, she was incredibly submissive to her husband in the bedroom, as she also had been to a couple of her earlier boyfriends (none of them truly understood just. So now I was totally in the buff except for my black bra pulled away from my boobs. ‘ Hey k**, why don’t you help me instead of just staring. C’mon now open up her bra hook and make this bitch fully bare’ said the man. The k** standing behind us touched my bare back with his coarse fingers before leading them to my bra-strap. He fumbled for more than a minute, before giving up the attempt. Seeing this the man put his hand inside his pocket and took out a knife, and before I realized what he was. But at least now I knew that I could see Barbara again without fear of getting caught. In our letters to each other, we planned a rendevous at a ski resort not too far from her. Not that we would ski, I had heard from some friends about renting one of these cabins at the ski resort and how neat and remote they were. It was late march, a very cold weekend, when I made the trip to see her. I drove through bad snowstorms to get there, and I signed her out as soon as I got to her facility early.