Tash though, she’s my best friend.”Jack looked to Sándor for help. The man kept walking, and avoided eye contact with all the smoothness of a sta...ue.“Well, you said yourself you didn’t want to know.”“But this is big shit! And you didn’t tell me, and neither did Tash, and ... Arg, you not telling me doesn’t bother me at all. Invictus being Invictus. Tash not telling me though, that stings. She’s not even Invictus, she...”“She understands this is a big problem, bigger than her, bigger than you,. Still, Catherine had a boyfriend at home and besides, we worked together and office romances have never worked out in my experience.On this night, the hours ran long as we worked hard to beat a tough deadline. Finally, we finished and looked at one another in exhaustion. I was happy that she had helped me. She could’ve clocked out and gone home at any time.We headed over to a local bar to enjoy an after-work beer while discussing our work day. But the place was very quiet when we arrived and. I could see she was getting more and more into it as her legs began to spread to entice him to continue advancing on her. It sure did the trick too! He pulled up her skirt, revealing her gorgeous slip and stockings. His eyes widened in excitement and then he was rubbing his dick all up on her shiny, black slip.At this point I was rock hard, and my wife kept making eye contact with me and her eyes were filled with lust. I then disrobed as I watched this gross man fondle my wife like a silky toy.. .. am... still ... a ... virgin,” she growled, punctuating each word to make her point. “Something I’m sure you intend to find out for yourself shortly,” she added almost haughtily. She watched as I reached out and took her nightdress. Her eyes flashed with the nervous excitement I’d seen many times from those of my wives who had been virgins and from the virgin daughters who were my slaves, right before we began the process of de-virginizing them.Stepping behind her, I put my arms around her.