I found myself talking to him, telling him what I wanted. I wanted to lick that pearl of precum. I wanted to feel his cock in my mouth as my orgasm ap...roached. I begged him to cum for me, to cum with me. My pussy blossomed and fluttered as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over me.After I caught my breath, I stopped the recording and sent it to him before I had a chance to overthink it. The text just said:“oh no don’t watch this”I lay on the bed for a long time, feeling supremely comfortable. I open it and unbuckle you. You struggle a bit not wanting to get out."No one knows who you are" I whisper in your ear. "You are hooded and gagged."With that you stop struggling and let me help you out of the car. You teeter there on those heels while I lock up. Then I lead you into the store. The manager is behind the counter. She sees you and smiles. "Patrick, a present? For me?" Did you set up the device I brought down the other day?" Yes, it is in the corner window right over there." She. ..........................Chapter 1.................................Newshire was the most expensive city of the country. Residential blockseven in its surrounding could only be afforded by the richest. Land often square miles in its western suburbs of remarkable atmosphere surelyproved how rich the owner would be. However, whoever knew DeborahCollins already knew she was one of the richest people. CollinsCorporation was one of the largest business entities in the world. With25% of its shares. Then it hit me. This was why she was taking the fucking garbage out so often now.She really thought she had me fooled, didn't she. I shook my head and laughed. I'd come to that realization just as Ian Astbury started singing the song's chorus. In my mind I substituted "She's" for "He's" in the lyrics and sang along with Ian and Billy."She's gone crazy, completely crazy. Trying to tame the American Horse."The she I sang about was, of course, Linda. My wife of all these years had flipped her lid.