On Friday night I got home from work was real hot. Walked in and my wife was standing in the family room dressed in a brack shirt very short and white...blouse and nylons and FMH eels and her red collar. She had her blonde wig on. I said and what does my slut want. She came out and said she wanted to go to an adult theater or truck stop. I said ok but we need to eat so I said ok and walked to her and lifted her skirt and she was naked and shaved and I felt he and she was already wet. I walked to. Then I remembered what he said earlier, that I should only dance for a short while. The buzz from the shots I drank earlier and this recent shot Trevor gave me really helped me to relax knowing I was only moments away from some real hardcore sex. OK, I thought, it’s time to get this fantasy of mine going. Once again the music played as I danced back over to the groom to be Sean. I led him by the hand and guided him to the floor below me. Then I straddled his face and squatted just above his. ”She smiled, "Nice! I do yoga; it does help avoid injuries. You should try it."“I just might, thanks.”She saw some of her girlfriends, wished me luck then greeted them to begin her warm-up. I stole a few glances, watching her stretch. She was in great shape, no doubt. Even in the cold of February, dressed in lycra running pants, jacket, and a wool beanie she looked good.Shorter distance races I tend to go faster, this was no exception. The course was flat, no cross streets to stop and wait for. I realized much later that shes been slowly introducing him into her world those last few weeks and now there was nothing left of the old relationmship at all. For him, I was exactly what Id become for the others – a hole to fuck. The Doctor worked out an arrangement with Rick and purchased me for some amount of money I never found out. Rick still uses my body to produce his porn websites, he gets to pimp me out one night a week, usually Tuesday. I come home completely spent and exhausted and.