Well, we got on beautifully from day one. We'd smile at each other at staff meetings, and we began to have lunch together. After a while he started ...elling me things. Personal things. We began to feel a certain ... attraction. But we never touched each other. Other people thought we had a thing going and made jokes about it, but we didn't. Not then." Is he married?" I asked. For some reason I wanted to remind her of our solemn estate, not to be entered or left lightly.She looked. ”I started to leave and Mistress added, “And don’t forget you owe me a couple of punishments for tonight.”I knew I was going to be punished; because I couldn’t keep my mouth shut, but I was not going to be made to eat anyone’s shit. It is nasty and I won’t do it.I left the others and started walking naked toward the bus. I glanced back once and saw Megan was on her hands and knees crawling behind Mistress and that other bitch. I wondered if she would have her little sister as her whore after. My wife looked at me with a longing in her eyes, and hung her head over the edge of the bed, as she told me to come over to her. Madam said quietly and softly as she tightened her grip on my head: ?I am going to make sure you look your wife in the eye while she gets fucked by my husband.? I tried to drop my head but she tightened her grip on it, keeping me fixated on the event. My wife was over the edge and her impending orgasm was inevitable. As her eyes rolled back in her head, she reached. Tina was pleased with the result. She put on a short skirt with no panties and at about 10 pm she headed for the same bar. She walked in and looked around choosing her target. She spotted a good looking, early 20's guy at the bar having a drink. She sat on the stool next to him and pulled her skirt up so a little of her neatly trimmed pussy was showing. Without even ordering a drink she put her hand on his crotch and asked him if he would like to fuck her. "You bet. You're one hot lady.".